PS: I know that many readers will compare this book with 'Havoc'. Actually, there's no need to compare because the perspectives are completely different. Please don't use the tone of 'Havoc' to look at light and shadow.
In addition, people's tastes are different. Maybe some people prefer 'Havoc', while others prefer this book. To me, it's all about trying my best.
Now that this book has just started, please be patient.
*****
Baek Chang-soo and Song Ji-hyo's trip to Cool Breeze did not succeed.
In the underground garage, a bullet silently pierced Baek Chang-soo's shoulder blade.
Before Baek Chang-soo's men could chase after the murderer, the murderer escaped.
Tang Jinyan stood in front of Baek Chang-soo's hospital bed with a terrible expression on his face. "I only have one question. Was it self-directed?"
Baek Chang-soo's face was still gray from excessive blood loss. His shoulder was wrapped in heavy gauze, and there were still traces of blood seeping out.
He smiled helplessly. "If I wanted to direct and act, I wouldn't have chosen to provoke you like this."
Both of them knew what the key here was.
Song Ji-hyo was beside Baek Chang-soo at that time, and was only a short distance away from the bullet. If the murderer's hand slipped, she might have been the one lying on the ground.
Tang Jinyan could sit and watch Baek Chang-soo's messy scenes as he planned, but he could not tolerate him deliberately putting Song Ji-hyo in danger.
Tang Jinyan's expression was cold. "So you're lucky. Eighth Brother and Fifth Brother were shot in the head and heart, but only your shoulder was injured."
Baek Chang-soo said helplessly, "I know you'll be suspicious, but this time I was really lucky. The bullet was aimed at my heart, but I just happened to open the door for Zhixiao … or … the people they hired this time are not good enough."
Tang Jinyan narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a while. Baek Chang-soo looked calm.
"I'll believe you this time." Tang Jinyan turned around coldly and walked towards Song Ji-hyo who was sitting on the sofa.
Song Zhixiao sat there curled up, holding a cup of water in his hand as if to warm himself up. His body was still trembling slightly.
Even though she had been through a lot, she was still a woman who had survived under the sun. She couldn't help but be afraid of the smell of blood and death that was close at hand.
Tang Jinyan stood in front of her and sighed. "Don't go out these days. Just stay at home and rest. Don't think about other things.
You'll be fine after resting for a while. Those people won't have their eyes on you. You're safe. "
Song Ji-hyo raised her head with some difficulty and looked at him for a while. Her eyes gradually regained their clarity.
She helplessly sighed, "I have a lot of things to do, and it's impossible for me to hide at home.
At least, 'Runningman' is my most important career right now. I'm nothing without it. "
Tang Jinyan thought for a while. "Go if you want to. It's fine.
Or rather … as long as you don't get involved with us, you'll be fine. "
Song Ji-hyo bit her lower lip and looked at him. "Is it the same around you?"
Tang Jinyan said calmly, "Yes.
That's why you said it was exciting. Now do you know what it means to be exciting? "
Song Ji-hyo recalled the conversation she had with him that night. She knew it wasn't funny, but she couldn't help but laugh. "Sigh, I'm still too naive."
Baek Chang-soo's voice came from the bedside. "Old Jiu is much safer than me … there shouldn't be any problems."
Tang Jinyan didn't look at him and said indifferently, "I don't know if I'm safe or not.
I only know that if you're not self-directed, then you're in the most danger right now. Someone might come and stab you in the back at any time.
Don't think that your people's protection is very strong. If you really want to go all out, that bunch of trash is useless. At least I have more than a dozen ways to kill you.
So, Zhixiao, leave immediately. Don't stay here. "
Song Ji-hyo was a little confused. "Where should I go?"
"Go home …"
"I … I'm alone. I'm scared …"
Looking at her pale lips, Tang Jinyan was silent for a while. "I'll send you."
*****
"Actually, I don't think President Bai is self-directed."
Song Ji-hyo sat in Tang Jinyan's car and looked blankly at the scenery outside the window. She muttered, "We were going to look for you today."
Tang Jinyan drove the car expressionlessly. "I believe that he wouldn't choose to do this when you're around. That's tantamount to deliberately provoking me.
But nothing can be judged so simply. Maybe he's deliberately leading me to guess so that he can distance himself from this. "
Song Ji-hyo stopped talking.
Would hurting me infuriate you?
Song Ji-hyo pursed her lips and felt a little warm in her heart.
Tang Jinyan asked again, "Why did you look for me?"
Song Ji-hyo shook her head. "I don't know why he went to look for you."
"Then … why did you follow us?"
"Because I wanted to see you."
This time, it was Tang Jinyan's turn to be silent.
"Ah … this is not a confession."
Song Ji-hyo realized that her words could be easily misunderstood and hurriedly explained, "It's similar to the day you came to C-JES to see me.
Anyway, I just wanted to see you more … Aiya, I don't know how to say it. "
"It's okay." Tang Jinyan smiled. "I'm not narcissistic."
Both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little strange.
He wanted to see her, and she wanted to see him, but both of them felt that they did not have that kind of feeling for each other …
It was strange.
"Where do you live?" Tang Jinyan suddenly asked.
Song Ji-hyo couldn't help but laugh. "You've been driving for more than 20 minutes, and you still don't know your destination?
I thought you already knew where I live. You're heading in the right direction. "
"Why would I do that if I knew where you live? You're not my friend with benefits." Tang Jinyan shook his head and smiled. "I'm heading in this direction … to flip tables."
"Ah?"
Song Ji-hyo looked at Tang Jinyan in confusion as he stopped his car and swaggered into a building.
He grabbed a security guard and threw him out. The guard rolled down the stairs and screamed in pain.
They could vaguely see the passageway behind the gate. Tang Jinyan rode in alone. The security guards parted to the left and right, not even daring to stop him.
Song Ji-hyo gulped.
So … manly … ah …
"Clang!"
The door of the innermost office was kicked open. Tang Jinyan walked in leisurely. The second brother, Park Zhengnan, was standing inside with an ashen face.
"Ninth brother, don't go too far!"
"I'm f * cking going too far!"
Tang Jinyan threw a kick at Park Zhengnan. Park Zhengnan tried to parry it, but he was still pushed back a few steps. His head hit the desk, and he shouted angrily, "Sixth brother's matter has nothing to do with me!
You've been set up by him! "
"Heh …" Tang Jinyan raised his index finger and shook it. "Do you think I'm here to investigate a case?
I'm here to fight! "
"You!"
"What's wrong?
We're brothers, can't we fight?
Do you want to go home and cry? "
Park Zhengnan was so angry that his face was distorted. "Tang Jinyan!"
Tang Jinyan smiled. "What's wrong?
Come, come, come, how many guns are there outside?
Come at me. I know you have a lot of Vietnamese here. They're not afraid of me. "
Park Zhengnan's expression changed for a while, and he forced a smile. "What are you talking about? Brothers fighting is one thing, but after the fight, we're still brothers. How can the Vietnamese be involved?"
"Oh.
Then pay attention, I'm going to beat you up … "Tang Jinyan raised his hand and pretended to slap him.
Park Zhengnan hurriedly said, "Ninth brother, I've never offended you. If you want to fight, you can find someone else."
Tang Jinyan tilted his head and looked at him for a while, but the words that came out of his mouth were irrelevant. "There's a shortage of goods in my place recently. Second brother, get me a batch at a cheaper price."
Park Zhengnan patted his chest. "No problem, leave it to me!"
Tang Jinyan put his arm around his shoulder. "Hey, second brother knows that I've been hot-tempered since young. I was impulsive just now, second brother, please forgive me."
"Cough, we're family …"
The two brothers chatted for a few minutes, and then Tang Jinyan swaggered away. When he reached the door, he suddenly sneered.
Song Ji-hyo watched him return to the car and blinked curiously. "So fast?"
"How much strength does it take to flip a table?" Tang Jinyan started the car. "Do you think I'm going to go in and kill them?"
Song Ji-hyo rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while. "I don't understand."
"You don't need to understand. Why are you thinking so much?"
Tang Jinyan chuckled. "You just need to know that it'll be peaceful for at least one or two months."
"Then … send me home?"
"Oh …" Tang Jinyan suddenly remembered something. "It's broad daylight, and I'm a big man. If I send you home in broad daylight, everyone will see. It won't be good for your image, right?"
Song Ji-hyo was stunned. "Ah … right …"
Tang Jinyan was speechless for a while, and suddenly smiled. "Then come with me."
"Where to?"
"My house."
"…" Song Ji-hyo stared at him blankly. She didn't know whether she should reject him or not. Anyway, she was confused and her mind was blank.
*****
"Jinyan went to Second Brother's house to fight?" Li Taixiong played with a pair of iron balls and shook his head. "This kid …"
The men in black suits beside him smiled. The leader said, "Ninth Young Master, we didn't expect this."
Li Taixiong's eyes were deep as he muttered, "I didn't expect it either."
Although everyone was still investigating the cause of Eighth Brother's death, everyone knew about Fifth Brother's matter.
Everyone knew what would happen between the brothers in the near future.
Old Master also knew, but he didn't stop it.
Because he was also raising Gu.
Since he gradually distributed power to his nine adopted sons over the years, the first step of raising Gu had already begun. Eighth Brother's accidental death had completely lifted the curtain.
For the other brothers, it didn't matter who caused Baek Chang-soo's injury. It didn't matter if it was directed or acted out by himself. It was best if he died.
This was just a small wave in the long process of raising Gu. What everyone wanted was the final result.
Only Tang Jinyan, who was China, was destined not to be chosen by Old Master. He was destined not to be the Gu King.
He could have stayed out of the Gu bowl and watched the flowers bloom and fall.
As long as the brothers didn't have the wrong brain, they wouldn't find trouble with him. Because no matter who took the position, they would need a right-hand man. Tang Jinyan was the most natural choice.
Lao Er was obviously a smart person. That was why he had swallowed his anger so easily. To an understanding person, whoever went against Tang Jinyan would be a fool. They would only let others benefit for no reason.
Baek Chang-soo went further. He even hoped that Ninth Brother could stand on his side.
If it were anyone else in Tang Jinyan's position, he would only watch his brothers play him to death one by one. Maybe in the end, he would actually have a chance?
But he didn't hesitate to flip the table at the first sign of trouble. F * ck you!
Before they could figure out what Tang Jinyan was thinking, the brothers would at least stop for a while.
Otherwise, this was just a warning. Who knew if they would fight for real next time? If they fought with Ninth Brother first, others would laugh their heads off.
Old Master sighed faintly. "Can't you all see?
This is because Jinyan is still loyal.
He doesn't want his brothers to kill each other, even if he can benefit from it.
So, it doesn't matter who hurt Sixth Brother. He's just using this as a reason to warn everyone to stop. Otherwise, they'll fight with him first.
Second Brother understands, so he won't argue anymore. "
The men in black suits looked at each other with a complicated expression.
They didn't know if Tang Jinyan's persistence was good or bad. The underworld believed that every man for himself would be destroyed by the devil. If you don't eat others, others will eat you. But the underworld also valued loyalty the most.
Therefore, sometimes this kind of persistence would make people feel that he was stupid. But sometimes, it could also make people feel that it was rare and reliable. This feeling was very contradictory.
But they could see that Old Master really liked Tang Jinyan.
Unfortunately … he was Chinese.
"It's good to stop for a while. When someone can't hold it in anymore, a new wave will naturally start. At that time, Jinyan won't be able to hold it back."
The Old Master concluded slowly, "I'm more and more curious to see how Jinyan will proceed in this situation that he hates the most."