"You really don't want to go back with me?"

The entrance to the Sheraton Hotel.

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Shi Xixi pursed her lips and smiled, and said without any further force, "You will be responsible for accompanying Mr. Jiang from now on."

Gao Zhengbi nodded quickly, "Okay, Dong Shi."

"Bon Voyage."

Jiang Chen took over the duties of a bodyguard and helped open the car door.

Ouyang Cheng was not here, so he must have been busy with the aftermath. A person like him really didn't bother to give the new leader a chance to show off.

Shi Xixi didn't feel shy and got into the car.

The car door is closed.

Black car starts smoothly.

Shi Xixi looked at the figure retreating in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but recall the scene last night.

She smiled.

It is said that women chase men's spacer yarn.

But when it came to her, it somehow didn't work.

But then again.

If a man can still remain rational and refuse you firmly under such circumstances, does that mean that he is worth trusting for life?

Shi Xixi's eyes were dazed and she murmured softly: "What an enemy."

"Mr. Jiang, what are your plans next?"

After watching the car disappear from sight, Gao Zhengbi turned around and asked.

Last night, Jiang Chen was as bad as a beast again. Fortunately, he was a man and had an advantage in physical strength. Otherwise, if the genders were reversed last night, he might have been raped.

Women are tigers.

Fortunately, that aunt was called back to the country. Otherwise, if she had to go through this kind of test every day, even if the Buddha was still alive, she might not be able to bear it.

He once thought that even if the witch took off her clothes and stood in front of him, he would not have any reaction, but now Jiang Chen found that he was wrong.

I don't know since when, the image of the witch in his mind has changed quietly and subtly, without even him noticing it.

Otherwise, when they sat across from each other on the bed last night, just like before, he wouldn't even feel a throbbing sensation.

Could it be that he is actually the same as Luo Peng?

Are you not a dedicated person by nature?

"Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses, collected his thoughts, was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Go to Seoul."

Goryeo's land area is about 100,000 square kilometers.

It is not as big as a province in China.

It takes less than an hour to take a direct train from Incheon to Seoul.

With Shi Qianqian personally giving the order, Gao Zhengbi naturally became Jiang Chen's assistant without any distractions. On the train to Seoul, he took the opportunity to introduce Jiang Chen to the customs and customs he had seen in Korea over the years.

From the Cheong Wa Dae curse, to the all-powerful capital tycoon, to the increasingly serious conflict between men and women...

The two of them chatted extremely congenially and enjoyed themselves.

"Mr. Jiang, even though Korea has become a developed country a long time ago, its people's happiness in life is still not as good as that in China, or even far behind it."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

"I'm afraid it's hard to find a country as beautiful as Goryeo in the whole world."

Gao Zhengbi lamented: "Last year, Goryeo's per capita GDP exceeded 30,000 US dollars. Looking at the world, it can be called a high-income society. However, a large number of its citizens flee overseas every year, and its population loss rate is also leading the world."

level."

"Is there still such a thing?"

Jiang Chen was quite surprised.

He really didn't know much about Korea. He only knew that many wealthy people in China shed their skin and bones every year.

"Because if you don't escape, you will have to work hard until you grow old."

Gao Zhengbi explained: "Don't Brother Asan and the Koreans often quarrel on the Internet? Brother Asan often uses this matter to criticize the Koreans. Brother Asan always says that the young people in Korea are sleeping and the old people are doing it.

live."

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing.

When he was at school, he often went online when he had nothing to do, and saw people from various countries criticizing each other, which was particularly interesting.

Asan Ge's total population has surpassed China and has become the most populous country in the world. With a large number of people, its combat effectiveness on the Internet cannot be underestimated. Not to mention the Koreans, even the Japanese next door are not

opponent.

It's like the nuclear wastewater incident that once made a big fuss.

Brother Asan acted as the world's policeman and denounced the Japanese people for having no bottom line morals and destroying the earth's ecology. Naturally, the Japanese people were not to be outdone and accused Brother Asan of being nosy, saying that the Ganges River water is not necessarily cleaner than nuclear wastewater.

As a result, Brother Asan said, "We dare to drink Ganges River water, but do you dare to drink nuclear waste water?" With a simple sentence, the Japanese people were speechless.

When Jiang Chen saw him at that time, he was simply in awe. He didn't have a good impression of Brother Asan, a nation that couldn't even be described as magical. It should be said that it was magical. After all, it was a country that didn't even spare lizards. It was really hard for people to like it.

But he still liked this sentence.

At that time, the Korean people, who claimed to be the origin of the world, were unwilling to be left alone. They were sarcastic and sarcastic, hurting Asan brother and mocking the Japanese people at the same time. As a result, Asan brother got full fire and asked: "On the common landscapes of Goryeo and Japan."

At that time, Jiang Chen pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. Later, he realized why the executives of many large companies in the world are Indians.

People are really quick-thinking.

Answer: U.S. Forces Japan and U.S. Forces Korea.

At that time, across the screen, Jiang Chen felt that the faces of netizens from Korea and Japan were probably angry. Even now, when he thinks about it, he feels overjoyed.

"Korea people are good at deceiving themselves and others, but when it comes to quarreling, I'm afraid I'm no match for Asan."

"Who says it isn't?"

Gao Zhengbi laughed and said: "Brother Asan quoted scriptures and cited various data on the Internet, saying that Korea abused the elderly and was not worthy of being a developed country. The Koreans scolded them for not having toilets. The Koreans talked about toilets, and Brother Asan talked about kimchi."

"Pickle?"

"Um."

Gao Zhengbi touched his nose and said, "Isn't kimchi the national dish of Goryeo? Brother Asan said that this kind of dish is not even suitable as an auxiliary dish in China. He also said that how to distinguish Koreans from Chinese people is to throw kimchi on the ground.

The people laughing next to them are Chinese people, and the people fighting for kimchi with dogs are Korean people."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh and his face turned red.

"Dear passengers, please note that we are about to arrive at Seoul Station. Passengers getting off the train are asked to prepare in advance."

While the two were chatting and joking, the train pulled into the platform.

Seoul.

The heart of the capital of Goryeo.

A city even more densely populated than Donghai.

How exaggerated is the population density here?

The Seoul city circle has a population of more than 20 million.

To know.

There were more than 50 million people in Goryeo as a whole.

That is to say.

Half of the Korean people are gathered in this city.

After leaving the station, Gao Zhengbi took Jiang Chen to a familiar izakaya and tasted the authentic Goryeo soju.

Because of the exchange on the train, the two got to know each other a lot, and they drank together until it got dark.

Goryeo soju is different from domestic liquor in that the alcohol content is not high and it is not easy to get drunk.

Seeing that he was almost done drinking, Gao Zhengbi went to pay the bill. Jiang Chen took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"What's up?"

The voice on the other end was very calm and calm, without any tension or urgency in the whirlpool.

"I'm in Seoul."

Jiang Chen got straight to the point and got straight to the point.

There was silence for a moment, probably quite surprised by the news.

"What are you doing here in Korea?"

"Dong Shi asked me to come."

Jiang Chen discussed the matter.

"Then you should go find Shi Qianqian."

"She has gone back. The source of this matter should be you. I want to see you."

Jiang Chen was calm and his tone was quite serious.

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Then you should go back with Shi Xixi instead of coming to Seoul. Do you think you can solve the problem?"

Jiang Chen did not comment, but calmly replied: "Miss Lan, I think we are friends."

It's quiet over there.

More than ten seconds passed without any movement.

Just when Jiang Chen was wondering if there was no one there anymore, a voice finally sounded again.

"Zhushi Co., Ltd., Puyi Warehouse."

Just as Jiang Chen was about to speak, he heard another voice from the other side: "Come here after you think about it clearly."

Immediately, before Jiang Chen could speak, the phone call was disconnected.

"Mr. Jiang, how about I take you to Seoul National University?"

Gao Zhengbi came back after paying the bill.

He studied abroad in Korea and attended Seoul National University.

"Don't worry, there will be another chance later."

Jiang Chen raised his head and said: "Go get the trolley."

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Eight o'clock in the evening.

An ordinary white car drove over slowly.

This is a warehouse.

Rows of containers are piled outside the warehouse, with the company's logo printed on them.

"parking."

Two big men walked out of the shadows. They were tall and muscular, with gloomy faces and raised their hands to block the way.

The white car stopped.

Jiang Chen and Gao Zhengbi pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"Who is he? What are you here for?"

The two men spoke Korean.

Jiang Chen didn't understand, and he didn't seem to care what the other party said.

Without waiting for Gao Zhengbi to translate, he said directly: "I'm looking for Miss Lan."

Standard Chinese.

The two big men looked at each other and seemed to understand. They exchanged glances and looked at Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen again.

"follow me."

Korean was changed to Chinese.

One person turned around.

Jiang Chen followed.

Gao Zhengbi also wanted to follow, but was stopped.

"You stay here."

Jiang Chen nodded to Gao Zhengbi, indicating that it was okay. Then he followed one of the men alone and entered the warehouse.

The lights are on in the depressing warehouse.

The yellow light reflects the dust floating in the air.

"Miss Lan."

The big man stopped.

There are about seven or eight people in the warehouse.

They are all men and there is only one woman.

This woman is of course no one else.

It is Blood Guanyin.

Lan Peizhi.

No one took a second look at Jiang Chen, including Lan Peizhi.

The focus of everyone's attention was a man tied up on a chair.

The other party's face was covered in blood, his clothes were ragged, he was tied tightly to a chair, unable to move, and his eyes were full of fear and pleading.

"Miss Lan, please, I was wrong. Give me a chance to change my ways. I won't dare to do it again..."

"boom!"

A dull banging sound sounded mercilessly.

He saw a baseball bat hit him viciously in the abdomen, and he immediately let out a "wow" sound, his face twisted, and another mouthful of thick blood spurted out from his mouth.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed.

"If I were you, I would hand over the list right away, and be released early."

The man in a suit next to him picked up a baseball bat and waved it in the air. The baseball bat was already stained with blood.

"I have told you everything I know. Please, please let me go. Please..."

The man's mouth was full of blood and his words were slurred. Fear and despair were intertwined in his eyes, making it unbearable to look at.

"boom!"

Again.

It is unimaginable that a man in a suit who looks like a polite white-collar worker can be so cruel.

The blood gushed from the mouth of the man who was tied to the chair became more intense. Veins popped up on his forehead and his temples bulged.

"I'll give you one last chance to hand over the list."

The man in a suit said sadly.

The man who was tied to the chair was in so much pain that he could no longer speak and just shook his head desperately.

"Axi!"

The man in the gray suit cursed unhappily, "Bang Dang", threw away the baseball bat, and looked back.

Lan Peizhi remained silent and said nothing.

The man in the gray suit seemed to have received the instruction, and then raised his hand and waved.

The two men turned around and walked out.

Two others walked towards the man who was tied to the chair and untied the rope.

Not to mention escaping, the man who had been tortured for who knows how long didn't even have the strength to stand, so he was left to be slaughtered.

He was helped up, or rather, lifted up.

The two men brutally stuffed him into an empty oil tank half a man's height, regardless of being stained by his blood.

"Really really last chance."

The man in gray suit raised a finger.

The man squatting in the oil tank kept shaking his head, his pleading eyes gradually moved towards Jiang Chen who came in midway.

"Help me, help me..."

He said vaguely.

Jiang Chen said nothing.

"It's a pity that you missed your last chance."

The man in the gray suit finished speaking, and the two men who walked out just now walked in again.

the difference is.

In the hands of the two men, there were two heavy buckets respectively.

When they passed by, Jiang Chen's eyes subconsciously moved to the buckets they carried.

immediately.

Pupil condensation.

The bucket contains nothing else.

Astonishingly—

cement!

"Cover it."

The man in the gray suit ordered lightly, and the smile on his face made people shudder.

Oil tank barrel is closed.

You can still vaguely hear the helpless and powerless pleading of the man inside.

Jiang Chen clenched his hands, looked at Lan Peizhi several times, hesitated to speak, and finally fell silent.

"Snapped."

With a snap of fingers, a cement bucket was picked up and poured into the oil tank along the oil transfer hole.

Then comes the second bucket.

The third bucket.

It's like a movie-like scene happening live in front of you.

Jiang Chen was in a daze.

It only takes a minute or two.

All four buckets of cement were poured in.

You can even hear the gradually weaker struggle in the oil barrel.

"Do you remember the person he just told you about?"

The man in gray suit said: "Go and have a chat with them."

The others left silently.

The man in the gray suit turned around and looked at Jiang Chen.

He smiled slightly, walked over, stretched out his hand, and then seemed to notice blood stains on his hand. He smiled apologetically, took out his handkerchief, wiped it, and then stretched it out in front of Jiang Chen again.

Only then did Jiang Chen notice that he was wearing a very eye-catching red tie.

"An Zairong, nice to meet you."
Chapter completed!