Chapter 198 Revenge
Chapter 198 Revenge
Geumcheon-gu, Doosan-dong.
The misty drizzle followed the chilly west wind into the night. Dotted with a dilapidated small factory area, this early winter season seemed even colder.
Outside a narrow alley near Jinshan Ecological Park, a small convoy consisting of a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz and three vans broke through the night covered with drizzle and slowly stopped in front of a small hardware workshop on the side of the road.
The first car to open its door was a van in the middle of the convoy. A man wearing a black windbreaker and a hood jumped out of the car first. He walked quickly to the side of the seven-seater Mercedes-Benz in front and forcefully opened the door. Then he held up an umbrella and covered the top of the door.
At this time, more than a dozen people jumped out of the three vans one after another. They were all wearing the same black windbreaker with hoods, and each of them seemed to blend into the night.
Only after everyone in the vans behind got out did a man come out from the seven-seater Mercedes. He stood by the door, shook his head, pushed away the person holding an umbrella next to him, and then took two steps forward.
After this man walked away, another person came out of the Mercedes-Benz. He was wearing a sports suit and a baseball cap on his head, and looked like he was out for a night run.
The "night runner" was An Rushong, and the guy who got off the car in front of him was Zhao Chenghao. The reason they came to this place today was for the guy who attacked An Rushong, the Cai Biqin mentioned by Director Lin.
It is still 2007. There are many old and dilapidated small factories concentrated in the area near the foot of the mountain in Doksan-dong, and most of them are hardware businesses. The scattered and low factory buildings are like randomly discarded building blocks, piled up at the foot of the mountain, giving people the feeling that this place is incompatible with the prosperous Seoul.
From Director Lin, An Rushong learned some information about Cai Biqin and knew that this guy was a real "poisonous insect". The reason why he attacked An Rushong was only because he was bribed by Jin Kangmin's men, and it was said that the price was very cheap.
Logically speaking, there was no need for An Rusong to bother a man like this, after all, he was a worthless person. But after some thought, he decided not to let anyone go, not only this "drugworm" named Cai Biqin, but also the person who hired him.
In short, he does not intend to let go of anyone involved in the attack. He has to let some well-informed people know that he, An Rushong, is not a good man. Anyone who wants to target him or hurt him must be prepared to be targeted and hurt in advance.
In addition, he knew that Councillor Kong, Nan Xuyu, and even Lin Zhengchu might be keeping an eye on him. His value to Councillor Kong and others was increasing. He was no longer the insignificant little character he was before. Therefore, those people had to make sure that he was trustworthy and could be used before they would truly include him in their circle.
As I said before, why did An Rusong make people feel that he was trustworthy? Was it because he had a pretty good appearance? Or was it because he could make money? Obviously, none of these worked.
No matter who you are, if you want others to truly trust you, the best way is to hand your handle to the other party, so that the other party feels that you can control it. Only in this way can it work.
So, before in the Tiffany Hotel, even though he knew there might be cameras in the room, An Rusong still indulged himself. Now, even though he knew there were definitely eyes watching him, he still decided to do it to the extreme.
The bottle of sulfuric acid that almost splashed directly on his face made him understand the unscrupulous means of some people to do things, and also made him realize that in this country, those rich and powerful people really have no bottom line. Therefore, if he does not want to become food in the mouths of others, he must be more unscrupulous and have no bottom line.
Under the car, the person who had tried to hold an umbrella for Zhao Chenghao before, held the umbrella over An Rushong's head.
The rain at this time is actually very light, just a drizzle. After all, it is already early winter, and there will be no heavy rain like in summer. Even if the drizzle falls on the body, it will not wet the clothes in a short time. At most, it will be chilly and bring a bit of chill to people.
Standing by the car door, An Rushong took out a pack of cigarettes, put one in his own mouth, handed one to Zhao Chenghao who had just turned around, and finally handed one to the young man holding an umbrella. Finally, he lit the cigarette with the lighter handed to him by the young man, and then signaled the other party to put away the umbrella.
He is not so delicate that he would hold an umbrella in such a light rain.
"Where does that guy live?" There was not even a street light on the street. The only light came from the flashlights held by several young people. Against that light, Zhao Chenghao's face looked a little green, which looked quite scary.
"It's in this alley," the young man with an umbrella had just put away his umbrella. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly took the cigarette out of his mouth, pointed into the alley, and said.
"Lead the way," Zhao Chenghao said without saying anything. He shook his head.
The young man responded, handed the umbrella in his hand to a young man next to him, took the other's flashlight, and walked straight into the alley.
Without being called, seven or eight young men in windbreakers followed, and the sound of staggered footsteps immediately rang out in the alley.
"This is a damn place," Zhao Chenghao took a puff of cigarette, muttered and complained, and then slowly followed. An Rusong lagged behind a few steps, and behind him were the remaining seven or eight young people.
The group walked along the alley for about ten steps, and the young man in front stopped in front of a small house that seemed to be built with wooden boards.
Flashlights flickered over the small house. An Rusong took a look and found that the wooden boards were stapled together horizontally and vertically. They were supposed to be packing boxes for something. This small house was made of many such wooden boards, along with some plywood and plywood.
The roof was hastily covered with dirty plastic bags and three-proof cloth. God knows how people could live in such a house.
The door of the small house is a piece of plywood that is half a meter wide and one and a half meters high. The four sides of the board have been deformed due to water contact, and it is covered with stains, which makes people feel disgusted just by looking at it.
Zhao Chenghao held a cigarette in his mouth and kicked the door. He didn't use much force, but the door still shook. It felt like the whole house was shaking.
"Is this the place?" Fearing that the house would collapse, Zhao Chenghao retracted his foot. He looked at the young man who was leading the way and asked.
"It's here. We have already found out clearly," the young man nodded in response.
"Then what are you waiting for? Waiting to get wet in the rain?" Zhao Chenghao said unhappily, "Why don't you get the person out for me right now?"
"Okay," the young man responded, stepped forward and kicked the broken plywood door, then he bent over and tried to get in.
As a result, at the moment he bent down, a figure suddenly rushed out from the kicked-open door and ran straight into the young man's arms.
The young man was hunched over, and perhaps he noticed it, but he didn't react. But while the young man didn't react, Zhao Chenghao reacted very quickly. At the same time as the figure rushed out, he grabbed the young man's shoulder and pulled him back.
The young man was originally hunched over, and his body was not very stable. When Zhao Chenghao pulled him, he staggered back a few steps, and finally fell on his butt with his legs up in the air. But it was precisely because of this fall that he avoided the figure that rushed out from a distance.
At the same time as he pulled the young man away, Zhao Chenghao raised his leg and kicked the figure. His kick seemed to hit the figure's chest. No one knew how much strength he used, but the figure was kicked back and knocked down the wooden house behind him. With a cracking sound, the whole wooden house collapsed into ruins.
"Asibaba!" Zhao Chenghao cursed, and kicked away a dagger left by the figure on the ground. Then he took two steps forward, grabbed the other person's ankle exposed outside the ruins, and dragged him out of the ruins.
Just as he dragged the man out of the rubble, several flashlight beams shone on the dagger on the ground. In an instant, everyone present knew what was going on.
There was no doubt that the dagger belonged to that figure, who had just rushed out of the wooden house and was trying to hurt someone.
After seeing all this, the young people surrounding him became angry. They surrounded the guy on the ground and started kicking and punching him.
The guy on the ground seemed to be a tough guy as well. He was surrounded and beaten by a group of people, but he didn't say a word. He just held his head with his hands and endured it.
"Okay, okay, don't beat him to death." After kicking the other man a few times, Zhao Chenghao stopped everyone. He cursed and muttered something, and then asked, "Look carefully, is it this kid?"
"Yes, that's right, it's him. We found out everything during the day," someone responded in the crowd.
"Well, take him with you and let's go," Zhao Chenghao took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands carefully before saying, "Remember, this guy is also a tough guy. When you get in the car, be extra careful. Don't let him hurt you."
"Know it!"
The young people around responded, and then a few of them walked over, dragged the guy off the ground, and dragged him out of the alley like a dead dog.
(End of this chapter)