Chapter 198 Revenge
Jinchuan District, Tushan Cave.
The drizzle falls into the night with the cool westerly wind. Dotted with a rundown small factory area, this early winter season seems even cooler.
Outside a narrow lane near Jinshan Ecological Park, a small convoy of seven Mercedes-Benz and three vans broke through the drizzle of night and slowly parked at a small hardware store on the side of the road. Workshop entrance.
The first person to open the door was a van in the middle of the small convoy. A man in the car wearing a black jacket and hood jumped out of the car first. He quickly walked to the seven-seater Mercedes Benz in front of him. Next to him, he opened the car door forcefully, and then held up an umbrella to cover the top of the car door.
At this time, more than a dozen people jumped out of the three vans one after another. They were all wearing the same black jackets and hoods, one by one, as if they had blended into the dark night.
It wasn't until the people in the following vans got out of the car that a man got out of the seven-seater Mercedes-Benz. He stood by the door and shook his head, and then grabbed the person holding an umbrella next to him. Pushed away, and then took two steps forward.
After the man walked away, another man emerged from the Mercedes-Benz. He was wearing sportswear and a baseball cap on his head. He looked like he was out for a night run.
The "night runner" is An Rusong, and the guy who got off the car in front of him is Zhao Chenghao. The reason why they came to this place today is for the guy who attacked An Rusong , that is, the Cai Biqin mentioned by Chief Lin.
It is still 2007. The area near the foot of Tushan Cave is home to many old and dilapidated small factories, and most of them are in the hardware business. The buildings are scattered and scattered. The low-rise factories are like randomly discarded building blocks, piled up at the foot of the mountain with every possible opportunity. It gives people the feeling that this place is incompatible with the bustling Seoul.
From Director Lin, An Rusong learned some information about Cai Biqin and knew that this guy was an out-and-out "poisonous insect". The reason why he attacked An Rusong was just because he was bribed by Jin Kangmin's men. Said the price is very cheap.
Logically speaking, for a person like this, there is no need for An Rusong to cause trouble for him. After all, he is destined to die. But after some thought, he decided not to let anyone go, not just the "poisonous insect" named Cai Biqin, but also the people who hired him.
In short, he is not going to let go of everyone related to this attack. He has to let some well-informed people know that he, An Rusong, is not a good gentleman. Anyone who wants to Those who target him and want to hurt him must be prepared to be targeted and hurt in advance.
In addition, he knew that Councilor Kong, Nan Xuyu, and even Lin Zhengchu might all be watching him. Nowadays, his value to people like Councilor Kong is getting higher and higher. He is no longer the dispensable little character he was at the beginning. Therefore, those people have to make sure that he is trustworthy and can be used before they use him. He was truly included in their circle.
As mentioned before, why does An Rusong make people think that he can be trusted? Is it just because he has a pretty good skin? Or can he make money? Obviously, none of these will work.
No matter who it is, if you want others to really trust you, the best way is to put your control in the other person's hands, so that the other person feels controllable. Only in this way will it work.
So, in the Tiffany Hotel before, even though he knew there might be camera equipment in the room, An Rusong still indulged himself to his heart's content. Now, even though he knew that eyes were definitely watching him, he still decided to make things happen.
The bottle of sulfuric acid that was almost thrown directly into his face made him understand the unscrupulous ways some people do things, and also made him realize that in this country, those who are rich and powerful are really There is no bottom line at all, so if you want not to become food in others' mouths, you must be even more unscrupulous and have no bottom line.
Under the car, the person who had previously tried to hold an umbrella for Zhao Chenghao held the umbrella over An Rusong's head.
The rain at this time was actually very light, just drizzle. After all, it was already early winter, and there would be no more pouring rain like summer. Even if the drizzle falls on the body, it will not wet the clothes in a short period of time. At best, it will be cool and can bring a bit of chill to people.
Standing by the car door, An Rusong took out a pack of cigarettes, put one in his mouth, handed one to Zhao Chenghao who had just turned around, and finally handed one to the young man holding the umbrella. Finally, he lit the cigarette with the lighter handed over by the young man, and then signaled the other party to put away the umbrella.
He is not so squeamish, and he still needs an umbrella in such a light rain.
"Where does that guy live?" There are not even street lights on the street. The only light is the light emitted by the flashlights held by a few young people. Below, Zhao Chenghao's face looks a little green, which looks quite scary.
“It’s right here in the alley,” the young man holding the umbrella had just put away his umbrella. After hearing this, he hurriedly took out the cigarette in his mouth and pointed towards the alley. , said.
"Lead the way," Zhao Chenghao said without saying anything, shaking his head.
The young man responded, handed the umbrella in his hand to the young man next to him, took the other man's flashlight, and walked straight into the alley.
Without anyone greeting him, seven or eight young people in jackets followed him with a cheer, and the sound of staggered footsteps immediately sounded in the alley.
“This damn place,” Zhao Chenghao took a puff of cigarette and muttered another complaint before slowly following him. An Rusong took a few steps back, and behind him were the remaining seven or eight young people.
The group of people walked a dozen steps along the alleyway, and the young man in front stopped in front of a small house that looked like it was built with wooden boards.
Flashlights dangled on the small house. An Rusong took a look and found that the wooden boards were stapled together horizontally and vertically. They should have been packaging boxes for something. This small house is made of a lot of these wooden boards, combined with some plywood and five-ply boards.
The roof was hastily covered with dirty plastic bags, three-proof cloth and the like. Who knows how people could live in such a house.
The door of the small house is a three-ply board half a meter wide and one and a half meters high. The four sides of the board have been deformed due to water, and it is covered with stains. Just looking at it makes people feel nausea.
Zhao Chenghao held a cigarette in his mouth and kicked the door panel with his foot. He didn't use much force, but the door panel still shook tremblingly. Not only the door panel, but also the whole house felt like it was shaking.
"Is this here?" Worried that the house would fall down, Zhao Chenghao took his feet back. He looked at the young man leading the way and asked.
"It's right here, we've already inquired about it clearly," the young man replied with a nod.
"Then what are you waiting for, waiting to get wet in the rain?" Zhao Chenghao said angrily, "Why don't you get him out of here quickly?"
"Okay," Young said The man responded, stepped forward and kicked the broken plywood door into pieces. Then, he bent down and tried to get in.
As a result, at the moment he bowed, a figure suddenly rushed out of the kicked-in door and ran straight into the young man's arms.
The young man was hunched over. He might have noticed it, but he didn't react. But the young man didn't react, but Zhao Chenghao reacted very keenly. At the same time that the figure rushed out, he grabbed the young man's shoulders and pulled him back forcefully.
The young man was already hunched over and was not standing very steadily. After being pulled by Zhao Chenghao, he staggered back a few steps. Finally, he stumbled and fell to the ground on all fours. But it was precisely because of his fall that he was able to avoid the figure rushing out from a distance.
At the same time as he pulled the young man away, Zhao Chenghao raised his leg and kicked towards the figure. His kick seemed to hit the figure's chest. No one knows how hard he exerted it, but the figure flew back and knocked down the wooden house behind him. With the sound of breaking, the entire wooden house fell into ruins.
"Axiba!" Zhao Chenghao cursed. He kicked away a dagger that the figure left on the ground, then stepped forward in two steps and grabbed the other person's exposed waist outside the ruins. Ankle, he was dragged directly out of the ruins.
Just as he was dragging the person out of the ruins, several flashlight beams also shone on the dagger on the ground. In an instant, everyone present knew what was going on.
There is no doubt that the dagger belongs to that figure. He just rushed out of the wooden house and actually tried to hurt people.
After understanding this, the young people surrounding him became angry. They shouted and surrounded him, aimed at the guy on the ground and kicked him.
The guy on the ground seemed to be a tough guy. He was surrounded and beaten by a group of people, but he didn't say a word. He just held his head with both hands and carried it hard.
"Okay, okay, don't beat the person to death," Zhao Chenghao kicked the opponent a few times and stopped everyone. He cursed and muttered something, and then asked, "Look carefully, is he this guy?"
"Yes, that's right, it's him. We've made inquiries during the day," someone in the crowd responded.
"Okay, take him with you, let's go." Zhao Chenghao took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands carefully, and then said, "Remember, this guy is also a ruthless person. When the character gets to the car, be more careful and don’t get hurt by him.”
"I know!"
The young people around him responded, and then several people walked over, dragged the guy on the ground, and dragged him out of the alley like a dead dog.
(End of this chapter)