Chapter 105: The Sound of Beauty

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Seoul New Village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhang Jihe, who tossed and turned all night, finally decided to take revenge on Chen Nuo, although the existence of Liu Zaishi and the three made him a little jealous, but when he thought of himself like a lost dog in front of IU yesterday, the fire in his heart could not be extinguished.

took out his mobile phone and found the number that has rarely been contacted since the Pickless Song Festival became popular, Zhang Jihe hesitated for a moment, but still chose to dial.

After a few blind tones, a flirtatious male voice sounded on the opposite side.

"Yo, our big star, what kind of wind blew you here?"

Zhang Jihe pursed his lips, ignored the obvious banter in his voice, and said with a hint of flattery: "Brother Dongxu, what I said, I'm not busy with work, don't I think of you when I'm free." ā€

Dongxu's heart is very open, Zhang Jihe has rarely interacted with them since he became popular, this time he suddenly called and must have something to ask for, and immediately sneered and said: "Don't talk about these useless things, say it, you want me to help with something." ā€

"I want Brother Dongxu to help me clean up a person." Zhang Jihe gritted his teeth with hatred when he thought of Chen Nuo's face.

"Tell me about it." Dongxu agreed after a little groaning, but it was not for Zhang Jihe's affection, but for the face of money.

"His name is Chen Nuo, and he is a director of a small entertainment company." Zhang Jihe had already touched Chen Nuo's bottom on the Internet in advance as early as last night.

"Governor? Are you kidding me? This kind of rich person is the most troublesome, you know? "Dong Wook is the head horse under the boss of Mapo District, in charge of the entire Hongdae area, even if he is the director of JYP, he has the courage to touch it, not to mention that Zhang Jihe said that he is only a director of a small company, but the reason why he said this is that he wants to take more oil and water from Zhang Jihe, a rich man.

Zhang Jihe didn't know, and after scolding Dongxu in his heart for being insatiable, he asked, "Then Brother Dongxu, what do you say?" ā€

"100 million, less than no talk."

Zhang Jihe really wants to scold his mother, Nima wants 100 million to clean up his person? I didn't tell you to kill! But he really has no other way now, and he doesn't dare to let him go on his own, so he can only grit his teeth and agree, "Okay, 100 million is 100 million." ā€

"Refreshing." Brother Dongxu took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Meet in an hour at the old place of Hongdae, and we will talk in detail." ā€

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jihe stood up against the urge to drop the phone, and took two deep breaths before calming down the complicated mood in his heart.

"Chen Nuo, I want you to pay the price!"

Since he paid 100 million, Chen Nuo is sorry for the price, Zhang Jihe has completely overturned his previous thoughts in his heart and reformulated a bloodier and more cruel plan.

After a simple cleanup, Zhang Jihe didn't even eat breakfast, so he put on a sweatshirt and went out.

After walking out of the apartment, Zhang Jihe looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, but a chill rose in his heart for no reason.

Just as he straightened the baseball cap on his head, a piece of gauze with a pungent smell covered his mouth and nose, and he struggled twice without breaking free, and slowly collapsed into the powerful arm of the man behind him.

Inside an abandoned warehouse in Gyeonggi-do.

"Big brother, this kid hasn't woken up for so long, shouldn't he be dead!" The third child leaned over to He Zhengyuan and asked.

Ha Zhengyuan gave him a kick and said scoldingly: "Are you an idiot? Can ether kill people? ā€

"Yes, yes," the third brother grinned while covering his buttocks, "but ......"

"Don't do it, if he doesn't wake up, let's wake him up." He Zhengyuan waved his hand, and immediately a horse boy came over with a large basin of water, and poured all his brains on Zhang Jihe's head.

Zhang Jihe had a very bad rest last night, tossing and turning until more than three o'clock in the morning before falling asleep in a daze, and woke up again before eight o'clock, his body was very tired. Therefore, the ether content that stunned him could only make him unconscious for an hour at most, but he fell asleep directly, and he never woke up.

In his sleep, he seemed to see a rushing river rushing towards him, he shouted for help but couldn't make a sound, tried to dodge but found that he couldn't move half a step no matter what, and only after seeing the river swallow him up, he woke up with a scream.

The sunlight was very dazzling, Zhang Jihe subconsciously closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, only to find that it was a bright light bulb, he wanted to sit up, but found that his hands and feet were tied and he couldn't move.

After squinting his eyes and getting used to the light of the light bulb for a long time, Zhang Jihe saw He Zhengyuan and a few people in the darkness behind the light bulb.

He moved his body back half a meter like a caterpillar, stopped after hitting the wall, looked at He Zhengyuan's fierce face with a frightened face, and said intermittently in fear: "You, who are you?" ā€

He Zhengyuan smiled gloomily, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, and took a comfortable puff, but did not speak.

The thin and obscene third man stepped forward, and the hard-soled leather shoes made intimate contact with Zhang Jihe's soft abdomen, and in the other party's pleasant screams, the third squatted down and grabbed his head, "You are Zhang Jihe?" ā€

"No, I'm not Zhang Jihe, big brother, you recognize the wrong person." Zhang Jihe endured the severe pain in his scalp and abdomen, and said with a flattering smile.

The third child raised his head suspiciously, "Boss, he said that he is not Zhang Jihe." ā€

"You idiot!" Ha Zhengyuan gave him a brain scoop angrily, "He said no, no?" ā€

The third child covered the back of his head and gasped in pain, and gave Zhang Jihe a vicious mouthful, "Okay, boy, you dare to lie to me!" ā€

Zhang Jihe's white and tender face was marked with five bright red finger prints, don't look at the third child's appearance of a sick ghost, the strength at hand is really not small.

"Say, are you Zhang Jihe!"

"Yes, I am." How dare Zhang Jihe be careful at this time, his face is still hot and painful.

"Do you know who you've offended?" The third child continued to ask.

Zhang Jihe shook his head blankly, he really didn't know this.

"Boss, he doesn't know," the third looked up, "Actually, I don't know." ā€

"Idiot idiot! Do you want to ask him this? "He Zhengyuan was really driven crazy by his old buddy, if it weren't for the fact that he saved his life back then, he would have been sent far away.

"Then what should I ask?" The third child said with a sad face.

The Ma Zai behind the two didn't know if it was because he was used to the appearance of his third brother, or because of He Zhengyuan's prestige, he didn't even laugh out loud.

"Fuck off, I'll do it myself." After He Zhengyuan picked up the third child, he squatted in front of Zhang Jihe.

Zhang Jihe looked at the scar on his face from his forehead to his lips, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, and a fishy liquid flowed out of the leg of his shorts. In fact, it's no wonder that Zhang Jihe is useless, it's really that these Korean communities are really ruthless, and there are always two or three cases of throwing people into the Han River every month if they don't agree with each other.

Because it is clear, it is even more fearful.

Ha Zhengyuan glanced at the disgusting yellow liquid in disgust, and after moving it to the side, he stretched out his right hand and slapped his cheek, "Jang Ki-ha, right, I found out that you seem to have something to do with Hongdae's Dongxu?" ā€

Zhang Jihe's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, boss, Brother Dongxu is my eldest brother, for the sake of Brother Dongxu's face......"

"Smack!"

"What kind of face does Dongxu's two or five boys have!"

He Zhengyuan and Lao San don't know if they have rehearsed, and their mouths are very symmetrical.

After Ha Zhengyuan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, he nodded and said, "Dongxu's kid's boss is nothing to me, let alone him?" ā€

Zhang Jihe was even more frightened after hearing this, people on the road are the most face-saving, no one will brag behind their backs that others are inferior to themselves, and others are far worse than themselves. Therefore, there is only one reason why He Zhengyuan said this, the man in front of him is really not afraid of Brother Dongxu's boss.

"Today, I am also entrusted by others, and I have no hatred for you." Ha Jung-won spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, "So, I'll give you two ways now, one is to get money, three billion won, and no one is missing." ā€

"But, Boss, I don't have that much!" Zhang Jihe has earned a lot this year, but he has spent more, and the loan for the house in Xincun has not been repaid, let alone three billion, even one billion he can't get out.

"Then there is no way, there is only a second way." Ha Zhengyuan stood up and grinned at him, and that smile was as terrifying as a hell messenger in Zhang Jihe's eyes.

"Adong."

"Yes." A man with a feminine and handsome face walked up to Ha Zhengyuan's side.

The man's name is Cui Yingdong, a native of Seoul, who studied in the Department of Financial Management of the University of Auckland in New Zealand in his early years, and was a full scholar. But one thing is certain, that is, Cui Yingdong is the confidant of Ha Zhengyuan's henchmen, and the degree of attention is far higher than that of the third child. Oh, by the way, Choi Young-dong doesn't like women, he likes men.

"Treat our big star well, and break his leg after the game will be regarded as interest, by the way, remember the video." Ha Zhengyuan patted Ah Dong's shoulder and walked towards the outside of the warehouse, and when he walked only a few steps away from the warehouse door, he suddenly turned around, patted his forehead and said: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, my friend asked me to tell you, don't learn to fight if you don't have the ability, and there will be bright spots in the future, not all women can touch it." ā€

Zhang Jihe's eyes showed a confused look, and after a moment, he thought of something, turned his head and stared at the already empty doorway in disbelief.

The scorching sun was high, but the abandoned warehouse began to resound with bursts of weeping and complaining.