223 Trip to Seoul
Seoul Airport, South Korea.
Murong Xianxian walked out of the airport gate with a backpack on his back and looked up at the clear blue sky...... I just attended the wedding of Jiang Shangyun and Ding Jiaxin today, and I went to the airport with the couple. However, the two went to Europe to start their romantic trip, and she came to South Korea to get rid of the troubles once and for all.
Standing on the steps and looking at the surroundings, he raised his hand to stop a taxi: "Go to Nanshan Park." β
"Chinese people?" the driver smiled on his face, stretched out his hand to help her open the car door, and said in a slightly stiff Mandarin dialect: "Welcome to Seoul." β
"Thank you. β
Murong Xianxian smiled and nodded, "Your Chinese Mandarin is good." β
"Of course, every day at the airport, the most contact is with you Chinese, and I am the most fluent Chinese among the drivers...... You can't eat (grapes), you can't pigs, you can't eat (grapes), you can't eat (grapes). β
"Very well said. Murong Xian smiled and nodded repeatedly.
The driver was proud: "Miss, are you coming to Seoul for school or tourism?"
"It's here for a tourist. Murong Xianxian replied casually.
As soon as she heard that she was a tourist, she introduced the major attractions in Seoul like a treasure, as if she had left endless regrets in her life if she didn't come to Seoul...... Not to mention, no matter what bad impressions you have of the people in this country, this national pride is really worth learning.
As he spoke, the driver pulled off the road, turned onto a trail, and stopped in front of the gate of a hotel. "Miss, it's here!"
Just now, I was talking about the places of interest in Seoul, but suddenly I turned around like this, and I was very fluent, without the slightest delay, which surprised Murong Xianxian.
"Thank you, you've worked hard!"
Murong Xianxian paid the money. Thank you very much...... The uncle talked all the way, which was more detailed than the tour guide's explanation, and she felt that it was a pity for the driver's uncle to do this job.
"You're welcome. See you soon!"
The driver's uncle's face was sunny, and the noise was still loud, which made Murong Xianxian really admire.
Hotel rooms are booked in advance. If she relies on her strength, it is not difficult to control the flying sword to South Korea, but the premise is that she must be familiar with South Korea, a few days ago she tentatively mentioned this matter to Jiang Haitian, but she didn't expect Jiang Haitian to help her complete this matter, although it was only two days, but it was enough for her to deal with some things.
South Korea's Tianzi Group wanted to buy Wenxiangfang, although she hated it, she didn't think much about it, after all, it was a commercial activity. As long as she keeps a certain bottom line, she will not react aggressively. However, the other party went too far, and even sent assassins to assassinate him, if it weren't for his own ability. Wouldn't she want to hate her family that day, what should Xiaoxiao do when the time comes? So, when she came out this time, she was ready to put an end to this matter, and for cultivators, a complete end only meant one result...... She stood at the window. Look into the distance...... In front of it is Namsan Park, which is very beautiful, but if you go forward, ask again...... Over there is the direction of Mapo-dong.
After freshening up in the room, Murong Xianxian asked the waiter about the most interesting places around, and then sneaked out of the hotel, called a taxi to play around, and then came back at eight o'clock in the evening, and after washing, he cleaned up and lay down to sleep. The next day, Murong Xianxian played like crazy during the day and came back at eight o'clock in the evening...... At about ten o'clock in the night, a long rainbow suddenly flew out of a window of the Nanshan Hotel and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
No. 138, Mapo-dong, this is a duplex huΔyuan villa, in the middle of the night, the owner's study is still lit, although Park Chang-ho is over seventy years old, his spirit is still good, and he is reading the text under the lamp.
Knock, knock, knock, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Come in," Park Chang-ho said with a little displeasure, he was not allowed to disturb when he was working, so his face was naturally ugly.
The door opened, and a young man appeared at the door, it was none other than his grandson Park In-ho. Park In-ho was originally tall and handsome, but at this time, his face was a little distorted and hideous, and he seemed to be shaking, as if he was holding back some kind of fear.
"In-ho, what's wrong with you?" asked subconsciously sensing that his grandson's expression was not right, while reaching under the table.
"Are you Park Chang-ho?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded, Park In-ho stumbled forward, and then rushed to Park Chang-ho's body: "Grandpa, save me!"
"Are you trying to kidnap or do you want to do something?" asked Park Chang-ho calmly. He's been through so much that the little battle wasn't enough to make him panic.
"I'm here to collect debts. β
Murong Xian smiled faintly: "If you can't remember, I can remind you that I am the owner of Wenxiang Fang." β
"Grandpa, she is Murong Xianxian. Park In-ho shouted from the side.
"Oh, it turns out that you are Miss Murong, what a blessing, the last time I went to China, I was supposed to make a special trip to visit you, but there were still some things in the country, so I came back early, but I didn't expect Miss Labor to run in person. Park Chang-ho had a smile on his face and seemed to be very sincere.
"If you don't come again, I'm afraid it's my Yin Spirit coming over next time. Murong Xian said coldly.
"Miss Murong, what do you mean?" asked Park Chang-ho, pretending to be confused.
In fact, at the beginning, Park Chang-ho really didn't know that Park In-ho would send someone to assassinate him, and it wasn't until this matter failed that Park In-ho reported it to him, but the matter had already been done, and he could only help his grandson try to deal with the aftermath, but he didn't expect Murong Xianxian to come to South Korea so quickly and come to the door in person to ask for the guilt.
"What do you mean? Wasn't it your idea to send someone to assassinate me? It doesn't matter if you admit it or not. Murong Xian said lightly.
"That's right, it doesn't matter if you admit it or not, since Miss Murong has already appeared here, I have a way to do it once and for all. β
Park Chang Ho suddenly smiled, his hand suddenly raised from under the table, and a black pistol was aimed at Murong Xianxian: "Immediately sign an agreement to transfer the incense workshop and all the secret recipes for making incense, and I will give you a reasonable price, otherwise, I will kill you now, and the police will not betray me." β
"That's right. β
A faint smile appeared on Murong Xianxian's face, and a small emerald green shield suddenly appeared in front of her, and she walked towards Park Chang Ho: "I also mean this." β
"You, don't come here, or I'll really shoot!" Park Chang-ho's face changed, and he threatened loudly.
"Shoot. Murong Xianxian's expression was indifferent: "I can help you arrange a suicide scene, what do you think of this idea?"
Bang!
Park Chang Ho finally couldn't help but shoot, the bullet hit the small green shield, rippling a green brilliance, he was just about to shoot the second time, the figure in front of him flashed, Murong Xianxian's figure had disappeared, and before he could find Murong Xianxian's location, he felt stiff, and his body was no longer under command.
"Let's kill your grandson first. Murong Xianxian's voice sounded in his ears, and Park Chang-ho was shocked to find that his body was not under his command, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed at Park In-ho.
"No, grandpa, don't kill me, don't point the gun at me!" Park In-ho's face turned pale, and he suddenly turned around and rushed out of the study.
"No!"
Park Chang-ho wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound at all, and he had already aimed his gun at his grandson's back...... Bang!
Two gunshots rang out, and Park In-ho, who had just run out of the study, fell down with a pop, his hands on the ground, slowly turned his head, opened his mouth, and finally fell to the ground and died without saying anything.
"I'm sorry, I'm not evil, it's just that this result is in my favor. Murong Xianxian whispered in his ear.
Park Chang-ho's hand aimed the muzzle of the gun at his temple...... Bang!
Blood shot out, rushing out of his temples, Murong Xianxian had already heard screams and hurried footsteps in the corridor, she came to the window quietly, opened the window, and summoned the flying sword, and suddenly stepped on the sword far away, the sword light flashed in the night sky and disappeared, and several talents from the Park family hurriedly appeared at the door of the study...... It didn't take long for sirens to sound outside.
When Murong Xianxian returned to the hotel, it was only half an hour before she left, she put away her flying sword, closed the window, and came to the bathroom to put the bath water, and when she buried herself in the bath water, her body felt a little more comfortable: "Can it only be to kill to stop killing?"
Early the next morning, Murong Xianxian called a taxi to the airport, she will return to Dalian directly from South Korea, and the moment she boarded the ramp of the plane, her tense mood suddenly relaxed, after all, it was another troublesome matter to solve.
On the day she flew back to Dalian, many media in Seoul had already released the news that Park Chang-ho, chairman of Tianzi Group, had committed suicide after shooting his grandson Park In-ho, and at the same time, outside Park's house, a large group of reporters were pestering the Park family to decipher the truth of the matter...... For this qiΔ, Murong Xianxian didn't know, and she didn't care, she only knew one thing, with the death of these two people, Tianzi Group's investment in Dalian would be delayed indefinitely, and finally it would be over.
"Hehe, I don't know what the deputy mayor's expression was after knowing this trick. β
As she expected, while she was still on the plane, the director of Dalian China Merchants had already walked into Vice Mayor Liu's office and informed him that Tianzi Group had decided to suspend its investment intentions.
"Nonsense! These sticks are really unreliable!" Liu Bingxian was furious, there were many leaders up and down the project watching, and even some unspoken rules were used, but I didn't expect it to be such a result.