Chapter 33: The Destiny
"Oba, you ......" Su-yeon's face was like blood, and Mi-young looked at Ji Myung-cheol and Kim Tae-hee silently, but her clenched little hands showed her inner anxiety.
"Su-yeon, Mi-young, why are you here, I'm going to see you later!" Ji Ming-cheol parted from Kim Tae-hee without changing his face, but Kim Tae-hee chuckled and nodded with the two of them, tidied up her skirt a little, glanced at Ji Myung-cheol with disgust, and then quickly left the office, calmly as if nothing had happened, in her opinion, these two little girls Ji Mingzhe would handle it.
"Don't you like me?Why do you do this kind of thing with this woman in the office?I ......" Huang Meiying, who was silent, finally spoke, and Ji Mingzhe stepped forward to take the hands of both of them and said:
"You misunderstood, just now! I'm practicing acting with you Tae Hee Nuna!" Ji Mingzhe felt embarrassed when he said this, Zheng Xiuyan and Huang Meiying are two little vinegar jars, so let's coax them first.
"Oba, really when we are children, we don't understand anything?Oba dislikes me and Mi-young, we are young and can't do some things, but every time we help you do that kind of shameful thing, why don't you dislike it?What did you do when you left Taeyeon alone in the room last time in Europe?" The outspoken Jung so-yeon blurted out something that made Ji Myung-cheol blush.
"Okay! Okay! Oba is wrong! I admit to lying, Oba is so young, there are more needs in that regard, so we Xiuyan and Mi-young need to grow up faster! That will help Oba in that way. This kind of shameless words said to the two girls, Chi Mingzhe is used to it.
"Oba, do you really dislike us? I feel so sad...... Meiying is about to cry, these two 13-year-old girls regard Chi Mingzhe as their only support in South Korea, and they also regard themselves as his girlfriends, so they never refuse some of Ji Mingzhe's outrageous and perverted actions, and they can't bear Ji Mingzhe's making love with other women behind their backs.
"It's better to educate well!" Chi Mingzhe thought to himself.
Holding the two of them in his arms and coaxing, telling them that they are his little babies, be careful, how to say it anyway, how to say it is disgusting, and it is easy to swear that the gambling curse has been forgiven, Ji Mingzhe took them out of the office and went to his villa, as for what to do, it is okay.
Kim Tae-hee, who left, was not as calm as when she left the office just now, and she was unspeakably embarrassed, she wouldn't fail to see the attitude of the two girls towards him, and scolded Ji Mingzhe for his perversion in her heart, and attacked these little girls, who were born in wealthy families since childhood, and have long heard of some special hobbies for those upper-class people. However, Chi Mingzhe is also very grateful for her generosity, and he didn't even let her write an IOU, which is simply impossible in the whole of South Korea, even if the relationship between Koreans is good, even family members will not lend money to others lightly, not to mention such a large amount of money, if it is not in the office today, Ji Mingzhe will not refuse if he asks her.
"It's okay, it's just a little perverted!" Kim Tae-hee thought indignantly.
Marrakech, Morocco's third-largest city, is the political center of the southern region and the capital of the Marrakech-Tansift-Hauz economic zone.
"Attention! The target will not come back until 3 o'clock in the morning! The action team is ready, now the watch, it is 4 o'clock in the morning, sneak in 20 minutes, and all the bodyguards will be killed. Kim Jae-yong gave a command in the headset communicator.
"At 4 o'clock, the action team understood. Zheng Zexun's voice came from the headset.
Ji Myung-cheol sent to find Kim Woo-jung's "Airborne Troops" They finally found his traces in Sudan, Chi Mingzhe received the news and quickly sent Jin Zaiyong to personally take charge of the operation, but the cunning Jin Yuzhong soon disappeared mysteriously, and later the operatives in Morocco spent a lot of energy and money to buy a small boss in the Moroccan Exit and Entry Administration to find Kim Yuzhong who used a Vietnamese passport to change his name to enter the country, so Chi Mingzhe sent Jin Zaiyong to command, and Zheng Zexun also came over to participate in the operation, and the leader of the operation team was him.
Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Zexun and the six members of the operation team who were also in a small truck sorted out their equipment, looked out of the window to see that the lights were still on in the courtyard diagonally opposite the street entrance, and then used the guò headset to inform the operators in the other car to prepare for action.
This is the old city of Marrakech, the old-fashioned local characteristic buildings are next to each other, the personnel are also mixed, and there is no electronic monitoring equipment on the street, Zheng Zexun opened the car door and the team members rushed out, and another truck also poured out 7 figures, they went around to the back door of the courtyard under the fence to wait for instructions, a team member climbed a telephone pole on the side of the wall like a monkey, and took out a small pair of pliers from the small bag on the waist side.
Zheng Zexun and the personnel of the action team were already in place, and Jin Zaiyong's action instructions came from the headset.
"Click!"
The operators on the telephone pole cut the wires, the lights in the courtyard went out, and Zheng Zexun, who had already brought night vision devices, quickly climbed over the walls from the front and back of the courtyard.
"Poof......"
As soon as a figure came out of the house, he was knocked to the ground by an MP7 submachine gun equipped with a silencer in Zheng Zexun's hand, and they quickly rushed into the house, and faint gunshots rang out from time to time in the dark room, and several black shadows fell to the ground one after another, and Zheng Zexun led people to rush into a bedroom.
"Smack!" a gunshot rang out.
A member of the team next to Zheng Zexun fell to the ground, he shot quickly, and the person who shot fell to the ground, as if he still didn't understand his hatred, fired a few shots at the figure who fell to the ground.
"How's it going?" asked Zheng Zexun in English.
"It's okay, it's blocked by body armor. But it hurts!" The operative who fell to the ground sat up from the ground.
"It's your fate!" Zheng Zexun walked to the side of the bed and grabbed a curled black shadow, carefully discerning his face and recognizing Jin Yuzhong.
"Stinging ......" took out an electric shocker from his chest pocket and stabbed it at Jin Yuzhong's waist, and Jin Yuzhong fell to the ground.
"Search for it. Zheng Zexun ordered, and the team members scattered to search, and finally found a lockbox in a closet.
"Operation over, evacuate quickly!"
In accordance with the predetermined course of action, the members of the Operational Group quickly left and drove towards Manara Airport in Marrakech, where a cargo plane took off 40 minutes later.
In a factory warehouse on the outskirts of Abuja, the capital of Nigeria, Jin Yuzhong, who had been hooded off, opened his eyes in a trance.
"Mr. Kim Woo-jung, we are from the National Intelligence Service of South Korea, and you have been laid out. Jin Zaiyong, who was wearing a mask, said to Jin Yuzhong in a deep voice, only he and Zheng Zexun interrogated Jin Yuzhong at the scene, and the others were on guard around the warehouse, Nigeria is the most populous country in Africa, and it is also the largest economy in Africa, but its domestic ethnic and religious conflicts are very fierce, riots occur from time to time, and the authorities are also extremely ** In international trade, because there are often arrears or fraud, the credibility of this country is extremely poor, and it is included in the blacklist of strict monitoring by embassies and various trade organizations. These reasons are the reasons why Ji Mingzhe finally decided to choose this chaotic country as a place to transfer Jin Yujung as a foothold, and the owner of this warehouse is a local Edo merchant, and now the merchant's family is lying outside the warehouse door.
"No! you're not. Jin Yuzhong looked at Jin Zaiyong very calmly, he had experienced a lot of storms and waves, he knew that he was afraid that this time he might be more than lucky, and he heard the screams at the door of the warehouse just now.
Jin Zaiyong didn't bother to speak, and gestured to Zheng Zexun.
"It's a shame that we're going to have to do something about you. ”
After Jin Yuzhong was silent, Zheng Zexun took out a needle from a metal box, which flowed with an unknown golden liquid, and stacked Jin Yuzhong's sleeve and injected it into his meridians, 5 minutes later.
"Kim Woo-jung, look at my hand. Zheng Zexun stretched out his finger to Jin Yuzhong's face.
"How much is this?" asked Zheng Zexun.
“1……”
"You can ask. ”
"Kim Woo-jung, how much money did you transfer from South Korea?" Kim Jae-yong began to ask, what he injected Kim Woo-jung just now was a medicine obtained through special channels, which can make people answer questions truthfully, of course, it may not be effective for people with special training, but Kim Woo-jung is not among them.
After 10 minutes, Jin Woo-jung fell asleep, and the interrogation consumed a lot of his energy, and he finally couldn't hold on with his age. As for whether this drug is harmful to people's brains or not, it doesn't matter, at least Jin Zaiyong has asked the specific situation of the money, Jin Yuzhong transferred 20 billion US dollars to his financial center in the UK, and then transferred to several banks in Luxembourg and Switzerland, the deposit certificate has been found in the lockbox, and the password has also been asked, but the cash is only 12 billion US dollars, and the others have become bearer bonds, and it is still a little difficult for these bonds to be redeemed, so Jin Zaiyong notified Chi Mingzhe of these, and then under his instructions, give up those bonds, as long as cash。
Zheng Zexun operated the computer and successively transferred the cash to the accounts of several shell offshore companies that had been prepared, and the rest of the work Chi Mingzhe would find Martin in the United States to take over, and the money would be invested in the international financial market, and the money itself was laundered by the premeditated absconding Jin Yu Zhongtong Guò's own financial center, but in line with the principle of caution, Chi Mingzhe decided to go through it again.
"Let him disappear without pain!" was Ji Mingzhe's final command.
The warehouse is quite remote on the outskirts of Abuja, and the entire Nigerian capital has a population of only 400,000, which is even more sparsely populated. Surrounded by wild forests, the operatives dragged the bodies of the entire family of the owner of the warehouse to a pit that had already been dug.
Several of the buried people were silent, wielding shovels with all their might.
They are all retired personnel in the South Korean special forces for various reasons, and they have long been engaged in the special front, and they have long been accustomed to killing people, killing ordinary people and even innocent people, and Ji Mingzhe gathered together these people who have no power in South Korea and have suffered all kinds of injustice, so that their families can live a good life abroad, and this qiē prompted them to sell their abilities and lives to Ji Mingzhe, and obey any orders from him.
Jin Zaiyong and Zheng Zexun carried Jin Yuzhong, who was broken from his cervical vertebrae, and put him in the pit.
"At least there's a companion on the road!"
Jin Zaiyong took a puff of cigarette, remembering the relieved smile on his face when Zheng Zexun held Jin Yuzhong's neck just now, and deeply felt the impermanence of fate, this once high-ranking Korean chaebol, but now lying in the uninhabited wilderness of Africa, buried with a few strange black people, he was praised as a myth in South Korea a few years ago, he could not have imagined his end anyway.
Kim Zaiyong and the others quickly evacuated, and then dispersed and returned to South Korea after a few countries, and the aftermath team left behind has begun to eliminate those who have been contacted and bought, such as the small head of the Moroccan Immigration Bureau, such as the landlord of their rented house and their local families, etc., fortunately this is the chaotic African continent, otherwise it would not have been possible for them to kill these ordinary people so easily and boldly.