Chapter 342: Lee Zhao-hee's Despair

Jung-gu, Seoul.

The Shilla Hotel.

This is the most upscale hotel in Seoul, which belongs to the Hyunsung Group and was converted from a state-run hotel acquired by Lee Bong-jae in the 70s, and has been part of the world's top hotel alliance that has selected more than 450 top hotels from around the world as a member company since its establishment.

As a hotel brand on behalf of South Korea, The Shilla Hotel is the only Korean hotel that has been visited by famous people in the fields of politics, diplomacy, economy, culture, sports and the heads of state of the world's four major powers.

Today, however, the scenery of the Shilla Hotel is gone.

A group of green military vehicles came at a gallop, stopped in front of the main entrance of the hotel, and a group of heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the car, quickly controlled the entrances and exits, and then rushed in, running the stairs and rushing the elevators.

The guests were stunned.

The lobby manager hurriedly greeted him, and scolded with a straight face: "What's the matter with you, don't look at ......"

Before this force was loaded, he was smashed in the face by the oncoming soldier with the butt of a gun, and when he landed, he smashed a peach blossom on his face, and fell to the ground with a solid back to the sky, falling twelve faints, and the sky was full of gold stars.

He barely glared at the soldier who had beaten him, and then immediately lost his temper at all, and he didn't even dare to let out a scream.

A high-nosed and deep-eyed soldier of the United States!

This is not their own military man in South Korea, he just reprimands him casually, and when the soldiers of the United States are on a mission, they really dare to shoot and kill people.

The soldier who had knocked down the lobby manager didn't even give him a look, and continued to run forward without squinting.

The entire lobby was frightened and silent, except for the chaotic roar of military boots on the ground.

The troops that rushed in were clearly prepared and had a clear goal.

One of the squads, made up entirely of American soldiers, ascended to the separate elevator leading to the presidential suite on the top floor, after taking control of the elevator.

There is no foreign affairs reception task in the past few days, but there is also a guest living in the top suite, no, it can't be said to be a guest, more precisely, it should be the host, Li Zhaoxi, the eldest son of the Tianxing Group, is also the one in charge of the Shilla Hotel in the Li family.

Since his father Lee Bong-jae became critically ill, he has been staying in the presidential suite of the Shilla Hotel in addition to visiting patients in the hospital and seeking support in the United States.

Inside and outside the suite, in addition to him, there were more than 20 bodyguards.

These bodyguards don't have a single member of the Li family, not even a Korean, all of them are bodyguards hired by professional security companies from the United States, and elite soldiers retired from the Marine Corps in Yishui'er, all of whom are masters who can fight eight.

These days, they have thwarted two assassinations against Lee Chiu-hee.

Li Zhaoxi felt that he was as safe as Mount Tai under the protection of the former soldiers of the United States.

Although judging from the current situation, it is his younger brother Lee Zhaojian who has the upper hand, and even President Roh Tae-woo has expressed his support for him, but Lee Zhaoxi is still quite confident. This confidence comes from the fact that he already has the support of Wall Street bigwigs. With the support of Wall Street, it is equivalent to having the support of the father of the United States, in front of the father of the United States, all the British and Japanese are paper tigers!

All he has to do is wait patiently for the announcement of Wall Street's arrangement, and wait for the logical transition to take charge of the Skystar Group.

Of course, before that, he still did some things, such as filling the appetite of the New World Sect's leader Cui Bongmin in order to ensure the support of the New World Sect, and contributing his little sister Li Xueyin and her due inheritance.

Lee Zhao-hee himself is not a member of the New World Church, but he is a big benefactor of the New World Church. Since he started to take charge of part of the family business, he has realized that the future competition for property is inevitable, so he has been consciously cultivating his available forces, and the New World Sect is one of the means he has prepared, and it is also the most powerful means at present. He had seen the supernatural powers of Sect Leader Choi Bong-min with his own eyes, and it was indeed an inhuman means!

It's just that what if there are inhuman means, it's not for money to do things for him? In this world, having money is the real thing that can do whatever you want!

Not so long ago, Lee Chiu-hee met with Wall Street's Toro. Mr. Mink was on the phone, and Mr. Mink was the manager of the investment department of the Wall Street giant Dexin Group, and he was a big man who could talk and laugh with Soros. On the phone, Mr. Min Ke told him not to worry, the big guy above already had a full plan, and asked him to wait patiently.

After getting Mr. Mink's assurance, Li Zhaoxi was confident, and in order to celebrate, he opened a bottle of dripping gold in 1811, and called one of the most popular female stars to take a mandarin duck bath and taste beauty and wine together.

He was just about to be alive when the bathroom door was violently pushed open, and a large number of heavily armed soldiers rushed in, mud-covered boots that trampled the expensive woolen carpet into a mess.

The female star in the bath couldn't help screaming, covering the vital points on her body in a panic, and sinking to the water full of bubbles.

However, she was clearly wrong.

None of the men who came in were interested in her, and they didn't even glance at her, and rushed to the edge of the bath to pull Li Zhaoxi, who had not yet reacted, out by the arm like an eagle catching a chicken.

Someone took a towel and roughly wiped the water droplets and bubbles on his head and face, then took out a photo and looked at it, nodded heavily, and then someone pulled the bathrobe and draped it over him, and two more people picked him up and walked out.

Li Zhaoxi didn't react until this time, and shouted in a panic: "What are you doing, who are you, you know who I am, you have to pay the price for doing this, I want to see your general, I want to see General Brooks, I want to see ......"

Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the stomach by an impatient soldier, and he bent down in pain, opened his mouth wide, and before he could scream, a towel was already stuffed into his mouth and gagged tightly.

Li Zhaoxi couldn't understand what was going on at all, his eyes widened in horror, and he saw that the bodyguards of the United States who were protecting him were talking softly to those soldiers of the United States, and they were pointing at his employer from time to time, without any intention of protecting him at all.

Li Zhaoxi's heart couldn't help but sink straight down.

Even if these bodyguards are retired soldiers, but collecting money to do things, just for the sake of all the soldiers of the United States, it is impossible to give these soldiers such convenience, and directly sell him as an employer, the only possibility is that they received orders from domestic companies! And the only person who can pressure the United States company to do such a thing that violates the spirit of the commercial contract may only be the top management of the United States, not anyone in South Korea.

No one in South Korea has that much strength to direct the people of the country.

What's happening on Wall Street?

Why didn't Mr. Mink tell me!

Puzzled and frightened, Li Zhaoxi was rudely carried downstairs by the soldiers, set up out of the hotel, and stuffed a military Humvee, which started simultaneously with the four escort cars in front and behind, and drove away.

At this moment, the soldiers in the hotel had no intention of retreating, causing the people in the hotel to turn on their backs, so that no one realized that Li Zhaoxi had been taken captive.

After stuffing into the Humvee, Li Zhaoxi sat a big man on the left and on the right, as if he was sandwiched between two small mountains, not to mention moving, and even had difficulty breathing.

He didn't sit in the car long before he was dragged down again, and after a long time of limping, he was pressed into a cold hard chair.

The hood was ripped off.

The blinding light hit him in the face, so he couldn't open his eyes for a while, so he had to cover the light with his hands and barely look forward.

Behind the glare of light, several dark shadows flickered.

The lights were quickly removed.

He could see the shadows.

There are Mi people and there are Koreans.

Finally saw his family in a circle of rough rice people, it stands to reason that he should be happy, at least there is something to say, with the status of the Tianxing Group in South Korea, all Koreans are no different from slaves in the eyes of Li Dagongzi.

However, instead of the slightest joy, Lee Chiu-hee fell into deep fear.

The South Korean who was the leader was Roh Tae-woo, the president of South Korea.

And standing next to Lu Taiyu, a Mi man in a military uniform, is Lei Lin, the commander of the Mi Army stationed in South Korea. Brooks.

These two people, who would never normally appear in the same frame, are now standing in front of him at the same time.

After staring at Lu Tae-woo for a moment, Lee Zhao-hee laughed nervously, "President, you really spared no effort to help Li Zhaojian, and even the army stationed in South Korea can be pulled by you to help......

"The eldest son!" Lu Taiyu coldly interrupted Li Zhaoxi's words, although he still called him the eldest prince as usual, but there was no trace of respect in his words, "I need a list, a list of believers and officials in the military and political circles, the New World Sect, give me this list, I can guarantee your life!" ”

Li Zhaoxi spat at Lu Taiyu, "The surname is Lu, don't think that if you are called president, you will really be a big man, you politicians are just dogs raised by our Li family, just because you want to bite me!" Phew! Don't be complacent too early, even if you support Li Zhaojian again, he won't be able to get the Tianxing Group, and the Mitsui Consortium is a fart! I've got explicit support from Wall Street, and I ......"

A man suddenly flashed from behind Lu Taiyu.

This is a tall Chinese man, in his early thirties, gray hair, wearing a crisp suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking polite, looking like the kind of helpless office clerk.

But as soon as he saw this person, Li Zhaoxi's voice suddenly stopped, and it took him a while before he shouted with difficulty: "Mr. Mink? ”

He almost suspected that he was dreaming.

Not long ago, when we talked on the phone, Mr. Mink, who also claimed to be in the United States, how could Mr. Mink suddenly appear in Seoul?

A thought that made him so frightened that he couldn't believe it had surfaced, but he was pressed to his heart again.

"Mr. Lee." Toro. Mink, a professional manager on Wall Street, showed a slightly embarrassed smile at Li Zhaoxi, the man in front of him was the heir of the Tianxing Group he selected, and he also chose the breakthrough point to master the Tianxing Group, if he can succeed, this will be the most glorious stroke on his professional resume, everything was going well, but who knew that the big guy above suddenly changed his mind, although he had to obey the order, but let him face Li Zhaoxi, he still felt a little ashamed, if it was not for his initial support, This man probably won't fall to this point, "I was entrusted by DXN Group to come to South Korea to inspect the equity situation of Tianxing Group, and I was entrusted with full responsibility for all operations. Of course, before that, I will go to Tokyo for a charity dinner, at which the new president of the Star Group, Miss Li Xueyin, will be officially unveiled, and I need to ......"

"It can't be!" Li Zhaoxi suddenly let out a hissing roar, the voice was so hard that it was distorted and deformed, like a wounded wolf howling, extremely poignant, "Why, why is this happening, why is it Li Xueyin, this bitch......"

Before he could finish his words, Brooks, who had been standing a little behind, rushed up and kicked him in the chest, kicking him and the chair out five or six meters, slamming into the wall and shattering the chair.

Li Zhaoxi fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his face was hideous.

"Miss Xue Yin is also something you can abuse?" Brooks retracted his feet and said slowly, "Lee Zhao-hee, pay attention to your words, I must not be interested in preserving your dog's life, it was President Lu who made the request, if you don't know the current affairs, I don't mind sending you to see your dead ghost father who just went to hell!" ”

"You're killing me, you're killing me!" Lee Zhao Hee shouted frantically, his face full of despair, "Why is this happening, Toro. Min Ke, you obviously support me, Li Xueyin is something, she hasn't run the family business for a day, she's just a bitch who doesn't know anything and only knows how to spend money......"

This time, without Brooks' action, the soldier guarding next to him had already kicked him in the face.

This face kicked Li Zhaoxi's face full of flowers, and even several teeth fell out.

"It looks like he doesn't want to work together peacefully." Brooks shook his head with some regret and motioned to Lu Taiyu, "Mr. President, let's go out and wait for a while." ”

Lu Taiyu took pity on Lee Zhao-hee, who was already in a state of madness, and asked Toro. Mink and Brooks made a gesture of please, and then left the room without looking back.

The moment the door closed, the sound of a heavy blow and screams of pain were heard.

Lu Taiyu's body couldn't help but tremble.

He was an old man from the military junta era, and the meeting reminded him of some not-so-good memories. Suddenly, he thought that Lee Bong-jae was the military government when he took advantage of the situation to make a fortune, and he didn't know how many resentful souls and bones were buried under the great foundation of the Tianxing Group, and now Lee Bong-jae is dead, and his children are killing each other, I don't know if it's retribution!

(End of chapter)