Early in the morning, amid a shrill alarm bell, Park Ji-sub sat up from the bed in a daze. Followed by a dissatisfied snort, he shook his head and turned off the alarm, looking helplessly at Pu Chuya, who was glaring at him with a resentful face.

"Leaving?" The girl asked in a whisper taking Park Ji-sub's hand.

"I still have to shoot, I'll come over in the evening." Park Ji-sub sighed, rubbed the girl's head and said lazily, "Pay attention to the recovery of the wound, don't always shake blindly." ”

"Looks like your hands are unruly enough to make me move, right?"

Park Chu-ah squinted, like an angry kitten, and stared at Park Ji-sub viciously and said.

The baby-faced boy turned his head unnaturally, it had been a week since Park Chuya woke up. From the third day, Park Ji-sub resumed filming. Because of Lee Seung-gi's attack, security on the set has increased several times, and all staff members need to enter with work badges.

Park Hyo-min also seemed to notice something, and no longer blindly made requests, but tried to finish filming this TV series in a short time.

In the evening, a black SUV slowly parked in a dark alley, Park Ji-sub jumped out of the car, and the iron gun quickly jumped out of the alley and began to lead the way. The two walked on the dense path of the small building for a while and stopped in front of a small two-story building.

"I've got this guy under control, but I haven't asked anything." Iron Gun knocked on the door a few times regularly, and said in a deep voice: "He doesn't seem to know that Kim Young-min is the culprit who made him like this, and he has always wanted to seek revenge on you, the president." ”

"You mean, he thinks I put my father in jail and made him like this?" Park Ji-sub raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Hmm!" Iron Spear nodded in reply.

Park Ji-sub pinched his fingers and sneered twice! At this time, the door opened a crack, and a man looked at the two of them with a wary expression. After discovering that it was Iron Gun and Park Ji-sub, he put away his guard and carefully opened the door.

"President, Captain Iron Spear!"

After the two walked into the courtyard, the man gave a military salute in the army. Shouting.

Park Ji-sub blinked, and couldn't help but look at the iron spear suspiciously. He asked the other party to detain Lee Seung Gi, but this is ......

"They are all former brothers, and they have sequelae after retiring. So......" Iron Spear said with a strange expression.

Park Ji-sub waved his hand to signal that it was okay. Iron Gun and Jin Wa are his personal bodyguards, and they are naturally not low in terms of salary. But the two of them seem to have been very stubborn all along, and it seems that he seems to know the reason.

"Let them join the security staff, you take care of it." Park Ji-sub glanced at the man. whispered.

Iron Gun nodded, the company's security has always been in charge of Huang Zhengzhe, and if you join these people! is expanding another team of personnel directly belonging to Park Ji-sub. It's a trust, but it's also a pressure. Because if Park Ji-sub is in any danger in the future, they should really commit suicide.

Walking into the house, a stale smell came over him, and Park Ji-sub covered his nose, this place was even older than the small house he lived in when he crossed over. The walls were covered with mottled yellow marks, and the room felt damp.

"What about people?" Park Ji-sub looked around, adjusted for a while, and then asked in a deep voice.

"In that room inside." Iron Spear waved his hand. motioned to the man behind him to act, and then turned on the headlights in the room: "The chairman is too heavy, and Lee Seung Gi's injuries have not yet recovered, so he can only be tied up in a wheelchair." ”

"Really!" Park Ji-sub walked to an old chair in the corner and sat down, waiting for the iron gun to be arranged.

After a while, the man pushed Lee Seung Gi, who had a bloody face, and walked out of the room, followed by two tall men. After Park Ji-sub glanced at a few people, his eyes were fixed on Lee Seung-gi.

"Lee Seung Gi XI, don't come unharmed!" Park Ji-sub touched the bandage on his hand and said sarcastically.

Messy hair. Lee Seung Gi, whose arms were tied to a wheelchair, suddenly struggled violently, and the two men next to him took advantage of the situation to punch him in the stomach, and the other grabbed him by the hair to make the other party be honest.

"Park Ji-sub. You're not going to end well. ”

The sharp pain made Lee's entire face distort, and he gritted his teeth and shouted as he gasped, "Don't think ...... Well! ”

The iron gun slapped his bandaged arm, and he said calmly, still expressionless: "If the president asks, you will answer." ”

Park Ji-sub watched all this with interest, and he enjoyed the feeling. And this kind of enjoyment was born by Lee Seung Gi.

"Say it. Who helped you introduce people, who gave you channels, and who helped you during your fugitive. Park Ji-sub said with a gentle smile.

Lee Seung Ki held his head high and closed his eyes, looking like he hadn't heard.

"Tsk, I'm dead, who will be the happiest!"

Park Ji-sub was not annoyed, chuckled and said in surprise: "If you don't say that I know who it is, I'm just curious, how idiotic you are to think that you are taking revenge." ”

Lee Seung Gi remained silent, as if he was dead, and did not move.

"You know, Lee Seung Gi XI."

Park Ji-sub stood up, paced in front of Lee Seung-gi, looked at each other condescendingly and said with a smile: "After knowing that you actually want to make a comeback and return to the entertainment industry, I just made a phone call to Kim Young-min." ”

After saying that, Park Ji-sub tidied up his clothes and signaled that he could send Lee Seung-gi back and lock him up.

There was so much time that he just needed to make sure it wasn't the person who instructed him. As for whether there is evidence or not, whether Lee Seung-gi's words can be used as evidence, it does not matter. The attack did not get out, let alone make the news.

In this case, some people are probably already in a hurry!

As for what he said to Lee Seung Gi just now, whether the other party believes it or not, Park Ji-sub doesn't care at all. This idiot didn't trust Kim Young-min 100% in the first place, and those words naturally made Lee Seung-gi suspicious. When Park Ji-sub finds a little more evidence, even if he doesn't ask him, Lee Seung-gi will probably honestly tell the black material about Kim Young-min.

After leaving the house, he got into the SUV after walking to the alleyway, and now he was going to accompany the girl lying in the hospital......

On the other side, Kim Young-min of S.M put down the phone with a gloomy expression, and he found that things had become a little out of control.

"Park Ji-sub, this guy actually detained Lee Seung-gi, that guy ......" Kim Young-min rubbed his eyebrows, his face irritable.

To be able to get to this point, everyone's hands are not so clean. Of course, if it was Roh Moo-hyun's reign, those things would not matter at all, but now is a sensitive period when Lee Myung-bak is in power and the Democratic Party is weak.

In the S.M artist director's office, Lee so-so looked at the financial statements with a frown, and below it was Kim Young-min's signature and the president's special seal. That bastard did something else with the money, and Li Xiuman didn't know what he had done. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm so tired