Hyun Sung-bong, the chairman of the South Korean newspaper, Shinmun Ilbo.

His eyes were wide open at that moment.

He stared intently at the television screen, his heart burning with an uncontrollable rage.

in the screen.

Zhu Yang stood on the podium, speaking eloquently and sharply, adopting the posture of a savior.

Looking at his appearance.

Xuan Chengfeng's anger grew stronger and stronger.

until...

Unable to contain himself, he muttered angrily, "Damn it! That son of a bitch!"

His tone was chilling, and his voice was icy cold.

The secretary standing to the side couldn't help but shrink back.

Trying to further reduce the visibility of oneself.

Fearing that it might backfire...

"Snapped!"

Turn off the TV.

He tossed the remote control onto the table.

Her heaving chest gradually calmed down.

Hyun Seong-bong calmed himself down, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed Choi Ik-hyun's number.

soon.

A steady yet enthusiastic voice came from the phone's earpiece.

"Aigoo, President Gen, what's wrong?"

Xuan Chengfeng was too lazy for pleasantries and went straight to the point: "President Cui, when exactly are you planning to make your move?"

Perhaps the other party didn't expect Xuan Chengfeng to be so direct.

After a few seconds of silence.

Choi Ik-hyun's voice came through the receiver once again.

"Hehe, President Xuan, don't you trust me to handle things? The underlings have already started working..."

"..."

After hanging up the phone.

Xuan Chengfeng took out a cigarette, lit it, and pondered for a moment.

Turn your head.

He glanced at his secretary, who was standing to the side like a quail.

He instructed, "Send a few more experienced photographers to Busan to keep a close eye on what's happening there..."

The secretary quickly replied, "Yes, Chairman!"

......

Busan City.

A luxury bathhouse located in the city center.

Not far from the gate.

Two security guards sat on the steps, smoking and chatting.

Night fell over the entire city.

The streetlights flickered, illuminating their figures.

The years are quiet.

The gold swirling logo on the collar of their uniforms highlighted their identities.

That's right.

This bathhouse is owned by Kinmen Entertainment.

Sudden.

The two noticed something unusual.

Suddenly, a group of burly men in black appeared at the street corner.

They are numerous.

There were roughly twenty or thirty people, all of them burly and with fierce expressions.

They trudged with heavy, disordered steps.

Slowly walking towards the bathhouse...

Their aggressive demeanor clearly indicated they had ill intentions!

Their eyes sharpened simultaneously.

Be on high alert immediately.

He casually tossed away his cigarette butt, got up and quickly took a few steps, blocking the entrance to the bathhouse first.

Facing this group of burly men who were getting closer and closer.

Even if you have a good idea of ​​what's going on.

Their hearts raced uncontrollably, and even their palms became slightly sweaty.

"Xiba!"

One of the security guards cursed under his breath.

He took two steps forward and shouted at the group, "Hey, what are you doing here? This is Jinmen Group property, please don't come any closer!"

however.

The group of burly men in black did not stop there.

Instead, it accelerated the pace.

Upon seeing this, another security guard immediately called for backup via walkie-talkie.

There's no point in taking any chances.

They're all from Black backgrounds, how could they not see through their background?

at the moment.

The security guard who had been questioning them earlier was now very close to the group of burly men.

Grit your teeth.

He took two more steps closer and opened his mouth.

But this time, he didn't even get a chance to speak.

A burly man rushed out of the line and started punching people.

Besides.

He also noticed with his sharp eyes that two other burly men rushed out of the group.

And he was also carrying a stick!

"Xiba!"

The security guard reacted quickly, immediately dodging the fist of the burly man in front of him.

At the same time, he reached into his waistband and pulled out a short knife.

Without thinking, he stabbed at the burly man in front of him...

After calling for backup, another security guard also drew a dagger and joined the fray...

pity.

The disparity in numbers between the two sides is too great.

Within seconds, the fight at the door was over.

At this time.

Support has been called in.

Several security guards wielding batons rushed out of the store.

He glanced at his two companions who were lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Suppressing his anger, the leader shouted, "Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble here? Don't you know this is a property of the Kinmen Group?"

How long has it been...?

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