However, they did not have a good way to deal with this violent group backed by a powerful mountain. The procuratorate did not allow an investigation, the superiors avoided talking about it, and all relevant records were sealed.

If someone takes any action in private, they will be warned immediately if discovered.

If you don't heed the warning, you will either be transferred to guard the pond or be dismissed from your post.

In short, it is like a ban that no one can touch.

Some people have tried to find people who are dissatisfied with it, but after actually taking action, they found that those people are cowards.

They don't have the guts to offend the people behind the Hellhound, or...

The other party has caught something.

Only the parties involved know the truth behind this.

Those police officers who wanted to uphold justice were ultimately killed by the "justice" they believed in.

For the rest of their lives, they can only live in endless pain and resentment. Maybe they will feel relieved one day, or maybe they can't stand the pressure and end up going to extremes.

"Bang~"

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard in Seoul late at night. Choi Man-sik leaned weakly against the white car door with his hands covering his chest, and he felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

Yes, this was exactly the solution he should have. He had already prepared himself mentally since he rejected Zhenyu's kindness and chose his own path.

But he didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

The coldness faded away, and the tearing pain began to take away the excess strength in his body. He fell to the ground, brushing against the car door. Choi Wan-sik wanted to take a deep breath, but he was unable to exert force due to the injury on his chest.

The footsteps in front gradually approached. The other person was wearing a pair of old Martin boots, and the wide soles of his feet made him guess that the other person was a big guy.

Looking up, Choi Wan-sik saw the other person's full appearance, and it was exactly as he had guessed.

A burly figure, thick thighs, muscular arms exposed to the air, and a revolver in his hand.

"Who, well, who asked you to come?"

Choi Man-sik had always wondered if being shot would really leave one without any strength and cause one to stumble when speaking.

Now, he knows.

The other party did not respond at all, but just pointed the gun at his head, as if he was waiting for something, or as if he was making up his mind.

"That's right, shoot!"

Choi Wan-sik closed his eyes, as if he had completely given up resistance.

Then, at the moment when the other party lost consciousness, Choi Man-sik launched a resistance.

"I don't plan on dying here."

A silver light flashed in the black air, and the shiny survival knife accurately pierced into the opponent's lucky bag.

Choi Wan-sik could almost imagine the other person's mouth opened wide in fear and pain under the mask, and how distorted his facial features were.

However, Choi Man-sik still did not stop. He pulled out the survival knife again and pierced the 'lucky bag' and the pick stick above straight from bottom to top in the same way.

The big guy who received the fatal blow fell quietly in deathly silence, his body hitting the ground straight on.

Boom! The huge noise finally reached the convenience store not far away. The window on the second floor opened, and a man stuck his head out and shouted, "What the hell, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Are you looking for death?"

Choi Man-sik, having used up all his strength, stretched out his hand to ask the other party for help, but no words came out of his open mouth.

Fortunately, the big guy on the ground attracted the other party's attention.

"Whose man is drunk, Aisi, you bastards can't..."

The man was shocked when he saw the blood flowing out from the other person's head. He then shone the flashlight on Choi Wan-sik, who was leaning against the car door with his head tilted.

“Wanzhi, oh my god, Wanzhi, it’s Wanzhi… someone come quickly, someone come quickly!”

In Ludi Hospital, Li Zhenyu walked back and forth alone outside the operating room.

The dean and the chief of surgery accompanied him personally. "President Li, Professor Cai and Professor Jin are the best professors in our hospital. They will definitely do their best to ensure the safety of the patients."

"Um."

Li Zhenyu certainly knew that the two were well-known professors ranked among the best in the country.

If it weren't for his young age, he would have been able to enter TPO10 and the 'Hall of Fame'.

But before he saw Choi Man-sik in person, no amount of assurances could make him feel at ease.

Before he got the call, he was at Yunzhen's place, busy trying to comfort her broken heart.

Ever since her child was born and taken away, she has been in a broken state. She can only numb herself with busyness, trying to use time to dilute everything.

So far, the effect is pretty good. At least she no longer loses her temper like a mad person.

Being able to communicate with others calmly is a good sign.

But just as the two were discussing riding techniques, Li Zhenyu received a call from the secretariat, "Chairman Choi Man-sik is in the hospital. He was ambushed and shot."

At that moment, Li Zhenyu's heart really missed a beat.

Even he himself didn't expect that he would care so much about someone, "He's a fucking man, ah shit~"

No matter how much you complain, the worry is still real worry.

The wait was long, but it finally came to an end. When the lights in the operating room went out and the electric door opened automatically, Li Zhenyu met the two chief surgeons.

"The operation was successful..."

Chae Song-hwa smiled and explained to him first, and then explained Choi Man-sik's injuries and surgical procedures.

She knew her own habits too well. She would first explain the risks and surgical procedures, and then tell the other party the results. Normally there would be no problem. It was just a personal habit.

But when facing an authority figure like Lee Jin-woo, Chae Song-hwa's response was clearly smarter.

"Thank you, professors, for your hard work."

Li Zhenyu expressed his gratitude to the two and signaled Li Keke to present the gift he had prepared.

A business card with only Li Zhenyu's name and a number on it: "This is my personal number. Call me whenever you need me."

This is a great favor and an opportunity that is difficult for ordinary people to imagine. It is far more valuable than any tangible benefits.

At the same time, Li Zhenyu also told the dean that he would make a donation to the hospital.

"The 26 billion yuan in charitable donations are specifically for helping patients in need. I will send someone to supervise the process and review it to ensure it is carried out in accordance with the hospital's standards..."

"Thank you so much, President Li. This money will help a lot of people... We will hold a charity party later and invite reporters..."

Li Zhenyu smiled and waved his hand, interrupting, "No need to do all this, just promise me that every penny I donate will be used for the patients."

"I promise... I will set up a review committee to review the rationality of each grant."

Li Zhenyu nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and looked at Professor Cai Songhe beside him and said, "I would like to invite Professor Cai Songhe to join the committee, is that okay?"

Cai Songhe was a little surprised, but obviously very moved. After getting the dean's nod of approval, he gladly accepted his invitation. (End of this chapter)