The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 59 I’m angry
The photo that Bae Yong-jun took out suddenly made Jung Joon-young sitting opposite him panic, and Choi Jae-hyung sitting on the sofa could no longer sit still.

"You!" He grabbed the photo, took a look at it, and looked extremely ugly. He shouted fiercely at Zheng Junying beside him, "What did you do?!"

"Jae-hyung, Director! Director-nim! Help me, help me!" Jung Joon-young shouted in panic.

"Help you? I... you've been filmed, how can I..." Choi Jae-hyung suppressed his anger, turned to look at Pei Yongjun, and forced a smile, "Reporter Pei, you..."

"Let's discuss it again. Any price is fine. Let's talk about it. I will definitely not let you down."

"Director Choi, we have made it very clear. Our client demands that Jung Joon-young surrender himself. This is our request." Bae Yong-jun did not give in.

"Ah! Reporter Pei!" Choi Jae-hyung was really anxious. His eyes were red. He leaned in front of Pei Yongjun's face and asked with gritted teeth, "What on earth are you going to do! Turn yourself in, turn yourself in! Are you prosecutors?"

"Director Choi, we're not prosecutors, we're reporters," Bae Yong-jun stared at him, emphasizing each word. "We want news."

“Big news.”

"you……"

"If Jung Joon-young is unwilling to surrender himself, our client will report the case to the police tomorrow morning and publish a news report at the same time."

"This time is different from last time." He looked at Jung Joon-young's pale expression and flicked the photo in Choi Jae-hyung's hand. "We have evidence this time."

"You're crazy about becoming famous, huh?" Choi Jae-hyung looked at Bae Yong-jun, then at the photo in his hand, threw it into the sky anxiously, and paced back and forth like a trapped beast.

He was at his wit's end. This time was different from last time. Back then, Jung Yoomi had no evidence, so he and Jung Joon-young were able to settle the matter with money. But this time...

"Brother Zaiheng!" A surprised voice suddenly came.

Bae Yong-jun looked at Jung Joon-young, who was kneeling on the ground, holding the two photos, his face full of joy.

"What's going on?" Choi Jae-hyung turned his head and glanced at him. "What are you doing messing around with!"

"Jaehyung! This photo is useless! It's useless!" Jung Joon-young quickly got up, waving the photo, his face as if he had been pardoned, "I didn't hit her!"

"What?" Choi Jae Hyung didn't know what was going on. "What did you say?"

"I remember! It was her boyfriend who beat her! Not me!" After the panic, Jung Joon-young finally remembered what happened in the apartment that night.

His bodyguards carried Jung Yoo-mi up and pushed her to Park Young-seong, who then beat her.

"No matter how he filmed it, I didn't touch Jung Yoo Mi at all!"

"Really?" Choi Jae-hyung looked at Jung Joon-young.

"Really! Jae-hyung! This bastard is trying to trick us! Siba!" Jung Joon-young smiled and walked up to Bae Yong-jun. "Turn yourself in? Evidence?"

He shook the photo in his hand and put on that cynical smile again. "What? You scared me."

"That's all? Maybe in my next life." He let out a contemptuous breath. "You want me to turn myself in? Do you have any evidence? Huh?"

"Your cell phone." Pei Yongjun said.

"Mo?" Zheng Junying was stunned.

"I didn't take the picture, but you did, didn't you?"

"You filmed every single scene of you assaulting and beating Jung Yoomi, didn't you?"

"Just like you took secret photos of Jung Yoomi before, this time you also took photos with your mobile phone." Pei Yongjun grabbed his arm and twisted it hard. He cried out in pain and the photo fell out of his hand.

Bae Yong-jun reached out and grabbed the photo in mid-air. In the photo, Jung Joon-young was using his mobile phone to take a photo of Jung Yoo-mi who had fallen to the ground, with a wild smile on his face.

"All the evidence of your crimes, from beginning to end, is in your hands."

Pei Yongjun twisted his arm and looked into his painfully twisted eyes, his gaze like lightning, "Is that so?"

"Cellphone?" Jung Joon-young slowly stopped struggling, a strange smile on his face. "What did you say? Cellphone?"

"what are you talking about?"

"You think you won, don't you?" He laughed. "Reporter Pei, you're not a child anymore, but you're so naive." He turned around and walked to the cabinet in the corner of the room. He opened it and there was a silver box in the middle.

"Here it is, my cell phone."

"Reporter Pei, please don't spit bloody words at me. My phone has always been well-protected and I've never taken it out. Where could I have taken the photo?"

"what?"

"The regulatory company is deceiving the police, deceiving everyone, and is in cahoots with you, right?" Pei Yongjun looked at him.

"Reporter Pei, what are you talking about? The police have already examined it." Zheng Junying patted the box in the cabinet. "This is absolutely safe and confidential. No one can open it."

He looked at Pei Yongjun provocatively, "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will sue you for defamation."

"Brother Jaehyung, get someone to find that woman, Jung Yoomi. I'll teach her a lesson!" He turned to Choi Jaehyung and gritted his teeth, "You really don't know how to spell the word death!"

"Can't open?" Pei Yongjun's voice made him turn his head.

At some point, he was standing next to the cabinet.

Choi Jae Hyung was a little nervous, but Jung Joon Young remained calm. "What are you afraid of? The police can't do anything about it, so why should you be afraid of him?"

"Why, is he more powerful than the police?"

He looked at Pei Yongjun beside the cabinet and shook his finger proudly, "So, there is no evidence. It's over."

"Reporter Pei, it's over."

"The regulatory company will provide all the evidence. My phone has been in it the entire time." He leaned closer to Pei Yongjun. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. I'm a good person."

"It seems you have escaped again?" Pei Yongjun said.

"Hmm." Jung Joon-young felt relaxed all over. He shook his head and leaned closer. "Not convinced, huh? Feeling uncomfortable, huh? It's right in front of you, but it's a pity you can't get it."

"Ah, ah, that's really pissing you off, isn't it?"

Pei Yongjun nodded, his face as hard as steel, "Yes, you did make me a little angry."

"Well, I can't help it. It's like that when you have money, you can do whatever you want. Do you know who's behind me?"

"Why don't you try opening it, huh?" Jung Joon-young pointed at the box and laughed wildly.

Pei Yongjun looked at his smug face, staring at his eyes with heavy dark circles. With a thought, his eyes turned into an abyss, and a cold and hard robotic voice sounded in his mind.

[Consume 1 truth fragment]

Start listening to your heart

In an instant, the mechanical voice turned into Jung Joon-young's contemptuous voice.

[Yeah, it can be opened with a fingerprint, idiot!]

Pei Yongjun's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed his collar. In front of Zheng Junying's astonished eyes, he threw him hard against the cabinet door with a loud bang.

"Xi..." Zheng Junying was dizzy and before he could say anything, Pei Yongjun grabbed his greasy hair again, grasped his arm, twisted it hard, pressed his fingers on the display screen, and crushed it hard with his elbow.

"Ah!!" Zheng Junying howled miserably as his fingertips were pressed hard.

Dick dick~
The silver box made a pleasant sound, clicked, and the lid popped open, revealing a mobile phone.

Jung Joon-young opened his eyes and mouth wide, as if his throat had been cut and he couldn't even scream.

"Sorry, you asked me to try it." Pei Yongjun reached out, took the phone in his palm, and smiled slightly.

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