A little farewell is better than a wedding. Du Weiguo and Zhao Yingnan kissed each other passionately, lingering and sentimental, changing everything.
Little did he know that Xiao Ma, who was left at the venue, was already exhausted and anxious. Zhao Yingnan disappeared without a trace, and he almost went crazy with anxiety!
At this moment, several Japanese left-wing thugs who broke into the banquet hall and committed crimes have been taken away by the belatedly arriving police.
There were 2 dead and 6 injured at the scene. Everyone else was also frightened. It was a mess. The casualties were basically reporters from various newspapers in Goryeo.
Xiao Ma, who was internally devastated, was surrounded by police and reporters. He was overwhelmed with messages of thanks, interviews, and interrogations. They were speaking in Korean, English, and Chinese, making his head as big as a bucket.
He and Brother Xiaolong are both heroes. Xiao Ma subdued two thugs at the scene, and Brother Xiaolong single-handedly knocked down the most ferocious leader among them.
After such a big scene, they were bound to go to the police station to take notes no matter what. Xiao Ma had no choice but to do the next best thing and could only arrange a few men to try to find Zhao Yingnan.
Xiao Ma's eyes were empty and he was surrounded by the crowd as he walked out with a numb expression. His hands were in his pockets, tightly clutching the life-saving pen that suddenly appeared just now, and he kept thinking silently in his heart:
"Sir, is that you?"
No one even knew the existence of this pen except Xiao Ma and the long hair who had his finger cut off and fainted.
Brother Ma felt like a mirror in his heart. If it hadn't been for this sudden life-saving pen, he would have been beaten to a pulp by a submachine gun, and he would have hated it on the spot.
Not to mention it was him. If it hadn't been for this god to suddenly fly out and change the situation at that time, everyone present, including Brother Xiao Long, would probably have died.
No matter how powerful your fists and kicks are, there is no way you can beat a submachine gun!
Possessing this miraculous ability, and being able to display it without leaving any trace, Xiao Ma only knows one person who is such a god, and that is Du Weiguo.
Xiao Ma is not stupid. Thinking of Zhao Yingnan's sudden disappearance and the mysterious man's instant rescue, there is a high probability that the gentleman is here.
In the afternoon, despite such a big twist and turn, "Fist of Fury" was still released as scheduled. The Seoul Central Cinema, which Brother Xiao Long personally came to, was besieged and packed with people.
The Seoul police dispatched 300 police officers to maintain order. It was an unprecedented move for a movie.
The hot news that happened in the North Korean hotel in the morning, because the media were present, has now been widely publicized through radio and printed newspapers, and spread to the streets and alleys of Seoul.
This kind of heroic plot is extremely exciting, and the reality is more exciting than the movie. Naturally, it is loved to hear and see, and according to the broadcast.
Brother Xiao Long actually subdued Japanese gun-wielding thugs with his bare hands. This kind of news made the people's national sentiment and curiosity go to the limit.
Businessmen have the most sensitive sense of smell. At present, almost all movie theaters within Seoul are playing "Fist of Fury" on a loop.
Even so, movie tickets for "Fist of Fury" sold out instantly. Some smart movie theaters even launched pre-sales for the first time, but it was still hard to get a ticket.
Westin Chosun Hotel, executive suite, after the clouds and rain, Zhao Yingnan's face was flushed, lazily leaning on the sofa, his eyes slightly absent-minded.
The pony sitting opposite her looked a little unhappy, and there was a hint of sadness in his tone:
"Miss, sir, did he really just leave like that? Didn't he even see me?"
Xiao Ma has always regarded himself as Du Weiguo's leader in Hong Kong Island, but he narrowly escaped death and didn't even see his face. It was inevitable that he felt a little disappointed.
Zhao Yingnan had come to her senses at this moment and knew that the pony was interested. As the mistress, in order to prevent her loyal subordinates from alienating Du Weiguo, she felt that she needed to explain.
"Xiao Ma, do you think he came to Seoul for a trip or to watch our premiere? All he did was tie his head to his belt and do ground-breaking things.
His enemies are all the most dangerous guys in the world. If we meet rashly, I'm afraid it will hurt us. If it weren't for the emergency situation just now, he probably wouldn't even meet me. "
Xiaoma woke up as if from a dream after hearing this, his expression turned pale, and his eyes quickly showed a look of shame:
"Miss, yes, I'm sorry. I was too naive. My husband is a man who does important things. Even in his busy schedule, he still had to save me. I, I'm such a waste. I failed my husband. I~ "
Xiao Ma's eyes were red and his throat was choked. He had an upright character and his loyalty to Du Weiguo had already been fully developed. When he thought about it from his perspective, he instantly became self-blame.
Zhao Yingnan has lived in a hairpin family since she was a child. She has read and seen these techniques of controlling people, and she has learned a lot about them. She changed her topic:
"Okay, Xiaoma, you don't have to blame yourself too much. He has always valued love and justice. You are his confidant. Once you meet him, you will never ignore him.
He came to Seoul this time to carry out a top-secret mission. Wouldn't he rather be exposed than take action? By the way, Xiaoma, did you cover up for him at the police station about the pen? . "
Xiao Ma nodded quickly:
"Don't worry, miss. I said that I shot out the pen in a hurry. The impact of this case is very bad. Those drunkards in the Seoul Police Department are in a hurry to close the case and don't care about these details at all."
Zhao Yingnan nodded slowly, sat up straight, and let out a long sigh:
"That's good. I hope everything goes well for him, Xiao Ma. Seoul is not a place to stay for a long time. We will return to Hong Kong Island tomorrow."
"yes."
At the same time, in Qingtan Cave, an antique-style courtyard villa that occupies a large area, in front of the tea table in the living room, Du Weiguo and a middle-aged man with a resolute appearance and a tall body like a lion were seated opposite each other, with Reina as his companion. .
This middle-aged man has a lot of background. His name is Jin Douhan. This guy is considered a legend in South Korea and a tycoon in troubled times.
He was originally the godfather of the underworld. During the Civil War between the North and the South, he miraculously unified the gangs in South Korea and became the underground emperor.
Later, he was miraculously cleared, and he suddenly became a political boss, a man of influence and a sure winner in life. Many film and television works in later generations were shot based on him.
Kim Doo-han is now a member of the National Assembly and has been re-elected for two terms. He is also the leader of the Liberal Democratic Party, the third largest party in South Korea, which can be said to be a high-power position.
Kim Doo-han now has a hidden identity, the largest underground loan shark in South Korea. He cooperates with HSBC Bank and lends money to various cities in South Korea. Among them, Seoul and Busan are the most powerful.
There are hundreds of direct underworld personnel he can call upon, and no less than a few thousand subordinates. The annual turnover amount involved is as high as 300 million US dollars, and the profit is as high as 30 million or more.
In South Korea, whether it is now or in future generations, the rich are the masters. This golden man straddles the black and white circles and is a powerful and wealthy man who should not be underestimated.
"Mr. Wesley, I wonder if you have made an appointment with me today through Director Reina. What advice do you have? If it is the matter of finding that Paul King, it is currently in progress and there is no slack."
Jin Douhan speaks Chinese, with a strong Northeast accent. His father took him to live in Northeast China for a period of time when he was young, so he knows Chinese.
The reason why he spoke Chinese was to show his strength secretly. He was well-informed and knew what Du Weiguo was doing.
Du Weiguo didn't care about this, holding a cigarette, with a casual expression and a smile, and said unhurriedly:
"Mr. Jin's Chinese is good, but I don't really care about Paul Jin. I'm looking for you today because I want to discuss a business with you."
Jin Douhan frowned, a little surprised:
"Business? Haha, I'm just in the money-raising business. Does Mr. Wesley need money?"
He was very straightforward and did not shy away from anything. He went straight to the point, but Du Weiguo shook his head:
"No, I don't need money now, Mr. Jin. You are a smart person, and you must also know what I am doing. I want to cooperate with you in the same business as the Yamaguchi-gumi in Korea."
Jin Handou's expression remained motionless, but his pupils shrank violently. Apparently he understood what Du Weiguo meant, and his tone became a little solemn:
"Shen Shen, do you want to sell flour in South Korea?"
Jin Handou stopped pretending and directly revealed Du Weiguo's identity. The Evil God was not just a nickname, but also represented a series of appalling achievements. Of course, it also demonstrated his intelligence capabilities once again.
As a giant that takes both black and white, it is reasonable to know his identity. Du Weiguo nodded calmly and admitted it openly, with a very calm tone:
"That's right, it's the flour business. How about the right to sell flour throughout the peninsula? Mr. Jin, are you interested?"
Jin Handou's brows frowned tightly, his eyes flickered, and even Reina's brows frowned slightly.
Jin Handou started from a young age. He was ruthless and did bad things. Naturally, he was not a good man and a trustworthy man. Moreover, he now controlled the lucrative loan sharking business.
Knocking on bones and sucking out marrow can often push people to the point of ruining their families, which is deeply disgusting, but compared with flour, it pales into insignificance.
On a more serious scale, flour is so poisonous that it can even destroy a country or a tribe. I can’t say much more. Let’s just say that the Opium War kicked off the dark history of China’s weakness for hundreds of years. Everyone knows this.
Although opium is not the only factor, the harm of this thing cannot be ignored.
Du Weiguo is not short of money, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as any other country. Moreover, he hates poison deeply, but now he actually takes the initiative to sell flour in Goryeo. This intention is terrible.
Jin Handou looked at him with stern eyes. As a powerful man who had been calling the shots for many years, he still felt a bit oppressive:
"Mr. Wesley, as far as I know, your wealth is far beyond imagination. I am curious, why do you want to run such a despicable business as flour?"
His words sounded a bit harsh, but Du Weiguo was not angry. He still smiled and spoke in a casual tone:
"Ha, I used to have a little money, but recently I got crazy and was deceived by Director Reina. I invested in a business in the South American rainforest, and ended up losing a lot of money.
That place is a bottomless pit. My money is tight now and I am unable to get off the tiger. I urgently need to find new sources of money to meet my urgent needs. "
Du Weiguo's tone was relaxed. Jin Douhan was dubious and looked at Leina with doubtful eyes. Leina cursed in her heart and greeted the eighteenth generation of Du Weiguo's ancestors, but her face was calm and her tone was calm:
"Mr. Wesley has recently invested tens of millions of dollars in Guyana, South America, to build a free trade zone. He is still investing more and is somewhat unable to make ends meet."
No matter how reluctant she was, Lei Na still had an intimate relationship with Du Weiguo, sharing the same bed and wearing a pair of trousers. It was clear at a glance that she was close and distant, and it was impossible for her to cause trouble.
Jin Handou lowered his eyelids, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip, thoughtfully. After a while, he raised his head and asked in a faint tone:
"What if I refuse to cooperate? Mr. Shashen, how will you treat me?"
Faced with such a naked provocation, Du Weiguo curled up the corner of his mouth, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, slowly crushed the cigarette butt, rubbed his fingers, and spoke in a very soft and calm tone:
"I must sell flour in South Korea. Mr. Jin, if you are unwilling to cooperate, but you know my identity and purpose, you will die."
Upon hearing this, Jin Douhan's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and awe-inspiring evil aura rose up. He was not a weakling, on the contrary, he was very powerful.
Jin Douhan started from a humble beginning. He got to where he is today through a pair of fists and forced killing. In his life, he has killed countless enemies with his hands. He has never been defeated. He can be regarded as crawling from the pile of dead. The strong ones come out.
Jin Douhan stared at Du Weiguo with stern eyes, his tone was no longer polite, and he said word by word:
"Shen Shen, this is Korea, not Siam, nor Japan, nor China. Isn't your tone a bit too loud?"
Facing Jin Douhan's fierce aura, Du Weiguo was like a breeze blowing on his face, his expression remained unchanged, and he curled his lips lightly:
"Heh, so, Jin Douhan, you officially reject my proposal?"
Before Jin Douhan could say anything, Lei Na held down Du Weiguo's arm and said in an anxious tone:
"Wesley, don't rush into action yet. If you have something to say, please speak it out."
Immediately, she turned to Jin Douhan and scolded mercilessly:
"Jin Douhan, are you looking for death? You don't know how high the sky is, but you think Wesley is one of those gangsters you met on the street?"
Reina seems to be ruthless, but she is actually saving Jin Douhan's life. She has cooperated with Du Weiguo for a long time. She is too familiar with this man's abilities, which have long exceeded human limits, beyond imagination, and unfathomable. .
This Jin Douhan, to put it bluntly, he is just a strong person among ordinary people. Even I am 100% sure of killing him, let alone a powerful evil god.
At this distance, if Du Weiguo was offended and wanted to kill him, it would only take a moment, probably because of his thoughts, and the effect would be that the person's head would fall to the ground. Even if Jesus came, he would not be able to stop him.
Jin Douhan Haolai is also a big boss. He has been in a high position for many years and is pampered.
First he was threatened with death by Du Weiguo, and now he was scolded mercilessly by Lei Na. No matter how good he was in cultivating qi and no matter how deep the city was, he could no longer keep his face.
His face was livid, and he was about to get angry when suddenly his eyes blurred, and then his neck felt cold. Du Weiguo's hand seemed to move, but then it seemed not to move.
Jin Douhan was startled and subconsciously touched his neck. He didn't know when there was a water mark on his neck, and it was burning and painful.
Opposite me, Du Weiguo was just playing with the tea stained on his fingers. His eyes were full of contempt and his tone was joking:
"Jin Douhan, I'll give Raina a face today, so there won't be any blood. Give me a definite answer tomorrow morning. If the answer is still no, you should prepare your funeral in advance."
After Du Weiguo and Lei Na left, Jin Douhan's face was gloomy, and he retreated from everyone. He sat alone for a long time, until the moon reached the top of the sky, and then he let out a long sigh.
Du Weiguo's casual show of his hand completely shocked him. Only the ignorant will be fearless. As a senior practitioner with rich combat experience.
Jin Douhan knew very well how terrifying the speed and precision that Du Weiguo had just displayed were beyond human reach.
He didn't even see the shadow of Du Weiguo's movements clearly. If it was a life and death fight, with the speed shown by Du Weiguo, he would die in an instant as soon as he met him, unable to even react.
Moreover, according to the information he collected, the evil god's strength was not his fists and feet, but his miraculous marksmanship.
Thinking of this, Jin Douhan understood in his heart that the Evil God was not bragging and wanted to kill him. He was really looking for something, and no one could stop him.
As for his so-called identity, it is not worth mentioning. This evil spirit even dares to kill Siamese congressmen, powerful mayors, and even the director of operations of the CIA, and he will never be merciless in killing him.
With his life threatened, Jin Douhan could no longer sit still. He stood up, picked up the phone at hand, and made a call with a very respectful tone:
"Hello, Mr. Soros, there is something I need to report to you~~"
(End of chapter)
