"Xiba!"

Mian Zhenghe was filled with rage. He suddenly pushed off the ground and lunged forward, using a "Iron Mountain Lean" move to knock one of them to the ground.

With a swift motion, he plunged the dagger into the other man's neck.

This action caused the other approaching assassins to pause in their tracks.

Kim Tae-won!

Mian Zhenghe let out a roar, and the killing intent and madness in his eyes had solidified into a tangible form!

He saw Choi Seung-nam in the crowd!

Ignoring his own wounds, Mian Zhenghe picked up the fallen hand axe, stood up, and rushed into the crowd.

At that moment, he held a bone in his left hand and an axe in his right, killing anyone who stood in his way, no matter how powerful.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mian Zhenghe stopped, panting heavily, and looked around. There was no one standing there anymore.

His hair was already clotted with blood, and his body was covered in blood—the killers' blood, and his own...

He exhaled several deep breaths of stale air.

The strong smell of blood made his stomach churn, but he forced himself to search through the haphazardly laid-out crowd.

Choi Seung-nam has disappeared.

Xiba!

Can you run away?

Mian Zhenghe glanced expressionlessly at the dark night sky, then picked up the oil can and poured it over the entire house.

He lit a cigarette with trembling hands, took two puffs, and tossed it into the room.

The raging flames danced in his pupils, representing both the burning building and his uncontrollable rage.

not far away.

A dark-colored sedan was parked there quietly.

In the car.

Wang Zhi watched this scene quietly, then dialed Ding Xin's number...

...

The basement of Taiyuan Logistics.

At this moment, Cui Shengnan was covered in blood and was firmly tied to a chair.

He did escape from Mian Zhenghe's clutches, but he couldn't escape the pursuit of his own boss.

Kim Tae-won had already arranged for two henchmen to follow him. Seeing that he had failed his mission and wanted to escape, the two henchmen immediately tied him up.

Kim Tae-won sat opposite him and looked him up and down.

"Shengnan, you've been with me for many years, and I've always trusted you completely. But why have you disappointed me time and time again this time?"

"President...President."

Cui Shengnan shouted out reflexively, trying to open her bruised and swollen eyes, as if she wanted to say something.

But when he saw Kim Tae-won's expressionless face, he opened his mouth, unsure of what to say...

He knew that this time it was all over!

"Don't blame me, Shengnan...you know..."

Kim Tae-won was still rambling on when the basement door was suddenly opened.

The underlings smoking nearby looked up in surprise.

The next second, they were all stunned for a moment, then they all drew their short knives and looked at the door warily.

Kim Tae-won also noticed something was wrong and turned around to look while sitting in his chair.

A dirty, disheveled figure stood silently at the doorway, holding two blood-dripping hand axes, peering out indifferently at the surroundings.

"Mian Zhenghe!"

Cui Shengnan gasped in surprise, her eyes filled with fear. He was probably the only one among those present who recognized Mian Zhenghe.

And he was genuinely terrified of being beaten.

He witnessed two truly hellish scenes.

Kim Tae-won suddenly stood up, startled as well.

Is this person Mian Zhenghe?

How did he find his way here?

This action successfully caught Mian Zhenghe's attention.

His violent gaze was fixed on Kim Tae-won: "You're President Kim Tae-won?"

Kim Tae-won swallowed hard, remained silent, and cautiously took two steps back, hiding behind his underlings.

Mian Zhenghe remained expressionless.

He withdrew his gaze from him, tightened his grip on the axe handle, and strode forward as if the wall of people in front of him did not exist.

This trip to South Korea was so frustrating!

Whether it's Kim Tae-won or Ding Xin, he can't care about that anymore.

We must get revenge! Revenge!

Let's start with Kim Tae-won right in front of us!

...

Just as they were fighting, several cars slowly pulled up in front of the logistics company.

Ding Xin pushed open the car door and got out.

He took a deep breath, and a faint smell of blood could be faintly detected in the air.

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

It should be almost over, right?

"President Ding, what are we doing here so late?" Kim Sung-hyun asked curiously.

He couldn't figure out what Ding Xin was up to. Ever since Mian Zhenghe appeared, President Ding had been acting mysteriously.

"Let's go see a good show!"

Ding Xin smiled and pointed to the building in front of him, looking mysterious.

...

"Shh!"

A figure suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, twitching a few times before falling silent.

A short knife was still stuck in his neck.

Mian Zhenghe, panting heavily, slowly walked up to him, observed him for a while, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked around again.

Right now, only three people are still breathing in the entire basement.

One is himself.

One of them is Choi Seung-nam, who is tied to a chair.

As luck would have it, at that moment, his gaze met Mian Zhenghe's.

A chill instantly ran through her, and Cui Shengnan's face turned pale, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Mian Zhenghe ignored him and turned his attention to the last person.

President Kim was quietly huddled in the corner.

At this moment, Kim Tae-won, who had been so confident and assertive, was now like a frightened ostrich, head bowed and trembling.

A scoff.

With red eyes and a weary body, Mian Zhenghe walked towards him step by step...

Chapter 89 The oriole is behind

"President Kim!"

"Ah."

"Why do you want to kill me?"

"Ok?"

Mian Zhenghe looked into his eyes and said, word by word, "I'm asking you why you wanted to kill me?"

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