"How have you been lately?"

At the roadside stall, Li Zhenyu filled his glass and then filled his own.

Etiquette also varies from person to person, and there is no need to make such a clear distinction between the two of them.

"I'm fine...Brother, how about you?" Choi Wan-sik's tone was a little stiff.

He actually didn't have a very good time during this period.

His life was disrupted because of a woman who 'suddenly' broke into his life.

The worst thing is that he got himself into it.

"Lin Xiuyan, right?" Li Zhenyu frowned. He didn't expect that the two of them were still together.

"Hmm~ I might... fall in love with her."

Choi Man-sik raised his head and finished it, shaking his head bitterly: "I thought I wouldn't."

According to his original plan, he would first make a lot of money in the company and let his grandmother and mother move into a big house.

After you have a successful career, you can consider love...

Now, the unexpected fate has disrupted all his plans, and his career is not what he wanted.

"Are you not satisfied with your work?" Li Zhenyu also wanted to know what was going on with him.

Choi Wan-sik lowered his head in silence, then suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank it again.

"What's going on? Is there anything we can't talk about?"

The second cup...

The third cup...

After drinking three cups in a row, Choi Man-sik finally raised his head and said, "Brother, this is not the place for me to stay."

He didn't belong here, didn't belong to this hypocritical place, all of this made him feel... like he was jumping into sticky mud.

My whole body was covered with a slippery and wet feeling. I wanted to grab something to climb up, but I couldn't find anything.

Be it middle school or pretentious! He also accepts that he doesn't strive for progress...

Choi Man-sik couldn't adapt to this so-called 'normal' life.

Compared to the white-collar elites in suits and ties, he prefers to be a hyena in the sewer.

"So what are your plans?" Li Zhenyu understood that if it weren't for this conversation, he might be able to hold on for a while.

But now that he had spoken out, Choi Man-sik would not continue to hold on.

"There will always be a way. I won't starve to death." Cui Wanzhi smiled calmly, "Don't you still have me?"

"You want to make a living on the streets." Li Zhenyu looked at him seriously.

Choi Wan-sik's smile froze, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he nodded.

"Idiot, what's wrong with you?"

Li Zhenyu suppressed his anger and said, "In the future, there will be no room for violent groups to survive. Even if the law and the government cannot punish them, society can no longer tolerate their existence."

"The soil that once allowed the violent group to grow will no longer exist."

What's the difference between joining the violent group at this time and joining the national army in 1949? "Brother, no... you misunderstood, I don't want to join the violent group."

He didn't want to join the violent group, but just wanted to get close...

Just like the late-night chat rooms that are currently popular, with those scantily clad female anchors.

She knows she is walking on the edge, and the audience knows she is walking on the edge. She knows the audience knows she is walking on the edge, and the audience knows that she knows she knows she is walking on the edge.

However, no one could do anything to her, and everything was legal.

You can only condemn it morally, but you cannot use reasonable means to curb it.

If you do something wrong, or do it too much, you may even be accused of "discriminating against women, having dirty thoughts, and being liberal and democratic..."

"Bars, nightclubs, entertainment venues are always going to have trouble with the increasing prevalence of electronic gadgets, like that one."

Choi Man-sik stuck his head out from behind the tarpaulin and pointed at the electronic eye on the telephone pole in the corner.

“You can achieve your goal without violence.”

"Blackmail, extortion, threats, this is what you call the new violent group?"

If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.

He will eventually get into trouble for doing this, just like the violent group that threatened Lee Boo-jeong that day.

If it wasn't Lee Boo-jung, it would have been someone else who didn't take his life seriously.

Those violent group members will be easily erased like sketches.

"Brother, just let me figure it out on my own. At least, this is what I want."

"Decided? What did she say?"

Li Zhenyu still wants to make a final effort. At least Lin Xiuyan would hope that he can have a decent job and become a successful elite white-collar worker.

"In fact, she supports my resignation."

"What?"

Choi Man-sik looked helpless and asked, "Yeah, you also find it strange, right? When she said she supported my idea, hyung, at that moment I knew... I couldn't escape."

"Okay, you handle it yourself." Li Zhenyu decided to let go of the unnecessary responsibilities in his heart and let him make the choice.

This is his life, and no matter what decision he makes, I should respect it.

Just watch quietly from the side and lend a hand when he needs it.

That's it, brother! No matter how much trouble he causes in South Korea, it's not really trouble.

Now is, and in the future will be...

"Thank you, brother." Choi Man-sik grabbed the bottle and filled their glasses.

Ding~ everything is implied.

Although I said that I would not interfere in his life anymore.

But Li Zhenyu couldn't help it in the end and took him to a place.

Under the panicked gaze of the security guard, Li Zhenyu took him into the nightclub and pushed open the familiar wooden door.

"Ah~" He shouted angrily, from rough to delicate, "Why are you here? Please come in and take a seat."

Looking around the room, all the broken items were replaced with new ones.

The compartment at the end was also changed from a simple partition to beautiful floor-to-ceiling glass.

Oh, Hedgehog Head is here too. It seems he came at the right time.

He smiled and tilted his head, raised his right arm and waved towards the glass window. Li Zhenyu was waiting for his response.

"Brother, that devil is here again."

At this time, Hedgehog Head, who was meeting with the backbone members in the compartment, also saw him.

"Shut up, don't I have eyes?" The angry hedgehog vented his fear on the left ear.

"How should I know..."

Seeing Li Zhenyu waving at him through the glass, the hedgehog-head forced a smile that was uglier than crying and said sadly, "Hi~"

The man with the big horse and golden sword sat in the position of the hedgehog head that day.

Li Zhenyu looked at the members of the violence group standing in three rows in front of him and said with satisfaction: "Choi Man-sik, my best brother."

"From now on, you will be under his management. Is there any problem?"

The Hedgehog Head said nothing, his heart was filled with dissatisfaction and fear that made him unable to refute.

Li Zhenyu's performance that day was truly amazing.

What's more, his background is extraordinary.

Being able to travel with Lee Boo-jeong, he is regarded by her as the person she trusts the most.

How could it be a simple role? "Brother, what should we do?" Zuo Er asked anxiously in his ear.

Hedgehog-head wanted to kill him. Big brother wants you to solve problems, not create them.

What should I do? Shit, how should I know?

"Hedgehog Head, is there a problem?" Li Zhenyu pointed the finger directly at the boss.

The hedgehog-headed man quickly said, "No...it's okay, big brother."

"Yes." Li Zhenyu nodded and said, "Wanzhi, this is for you."

Taking out the checkbook he had prepared in advance, Li Zhenyu filled in a string of numbers on it.

200 million.

It was the activity fund given to him by Li Zhenyu, and also a kind reminder and warning to Hedgehog Head.

Someone who can easily come up with 100 million and then 200 million is not someone he and his violent group can afford to offend.

With him as Choi Man-sik's backer, I believe they know what to do.

"Brother~" Choi Wan-sik looked embarrassed.

Li Zhenyu put the check in his hand and said, "Just think of it as a loan to you. Now, you should work hard to pay it back."

Choi Wan-sik personally saw him off and could see that he had a lot to say.

But in the end, she nodded to him and left without saying anything.

Only after he could no longer see his back did Choi Wan-sik close the door and return to the sofa.

At this time, Hedgehog Head and others had a very different attitude from before.

The burly member of the violent group stared at him with murderous eyes.

The others sat in groups of three or four on the tables and chairs, with their feet on high places, making strange noises in their throats, and waiting for him to speak in an arrogant manner.

Choi Man-sik's answer was simple. He untied the watch strap on his wrist and placed his suit and it on the edge of the sofa.

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the hedgehog-headed man calmly, "Come on, I think you've been tired of waiting for a long time."

Bang! The door slammed heavily against the wall, and Choi Man-sik walked out with bruises all over his face.

"Tuo~" After spitting out the blood in his mouth, Choi Man-sik put his suit on his shoulders and said without looking back: "Tomorrow morning, I hope everyone can be there."

"...Yes, big brother." A uniform response came from the quiet house.

As for the former boss, Hedgehog Head.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground with his confidant Zuo'er, whose face was covered with blood.

This was the second time he had been in such a mess this month.

He felt his ribs were broken, hell, his balls too, they were still aching.

'Perverts... lunatics, all of them are fucking lunatics.'

Hedgehog Head coughed hard, as if he was trying to cough the lungs out of his throat.

But what came out of his mouth were only blood bubbles mixed with saliva.

Whoever wants to be the big brother can do so, but he doesn’t want to be one.

Hey, what kind of big brother is he if he gets beaten up every day?!

"tui~"

Blowing in the cold wind, Choi Wan-sik spat out blood again and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

He raised his hand to stop a taxi and got in with a painful look on his face.

At this moment, he felt as if he was being beaten with sticks, and every inch of him was in excruciating pain.

That's pretty much the case.

Being able to fight three at once doesn't rely on overwhelming strength like Li Zhenyu.

But a fierce force...

From the very beginning, he stared at the hedgehog head.

After being punched a few times, he grabbed his crotch and started to beat him unilaterally.

That's why Zuo Er and his assistant join the battle.

This is also what Choi Wan-sik wants to see. As long as the leader and his loyal dog are dealt with, the others will naturally submit.

Choi Wan-sik was very dirty, grabbing crotches, scratching ears, and buttoning eyes.

This is the way of survival he has learned, everything has to give way to staying alive.

The violent group is not a clean place, so no one would think he is mean.

With this survival philosophy, Choi Man-sik successfully became the boss of the "King Kong Group".

But he wasn't feeling well at the moment.

"Kongo Group, what a ridiculous name, it sounds like an antique dug out of the ground last century."

There was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and the expression on Choi Man-sik's face became even more ferocious.

"Agassi... go to the nearest hospital first."

Choi Man-sik coughed with difficulty: "I need a doctor."

Seeing the redness on the corners of his mouth, the driver pressed the accelerator down, down, down...

"Hey, please don't die in my car, ahhh, what is going on!" The driver complained endlessly with a sad face.

Cui Wanzhi frowned, feeling as if there were ten thousand flies buzzing in his ears.

If he could, he wanted to take back what he had said five seconds ago.

Compared with the external injuries on his body, he now suffered more serious internal injuries.

Ah…I’m really going to die.

(End of this chapter)