Chapter 1738: The Big One

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fires.

On the night when darkness enveloped the world, sin quietly wandered in the bright and beautiful city, especially as the sun sets and lights were on, sin and ugliness revealed their most hideous masks at this time, and the cars driving on Seoul Avenue also became vulnerable in the shadows.

In the extended white Lincoln car in the middle, Jin Zhizhong leaned on the car with a slightly pale face. He was injured by Zhao Heng and poisoned by Baigou, but he could not recover from his former spirit. He also secretly went to many hospitals to investigate the condition of the disease and wanted to resolve Baigou's poison.

But no doctor could find out any of the examinations. He only told Jin Zhizhong that his condition was most likely scared by himself. Jin Zhizhong could not tell them the whole story, so he had to prescribe some sedative medicines to cure the symptoms but not the root cause to resolve the pain that was overturned on the 15th day of the lunar month.

Kim Ji-joong originally had a question about Bai Gou Sheng's poison technique, but every half month he would feel sore all over, accompanied by dry retching that was worse than death for more than ten minutes. It seemed that something sharp in his stomach was tossing. In addition to him, his sister Kim Ji-min was also in a similar situation.

Every time the condition occurs, both of them will die.

After several attempts to seek medical treatment, Jin Zhizhong began to give up, especially this time the diagnosis of the national treasure-level figure was invalid, which made him completely stop resisting Zhao Heng and prepare to call Zhao Heng to ask for some antidote, but he also knew that to get the antidote from Zhao Heng, something must be exchanged.

Zhao Heng didn't care about money, so he could only be intelligence. Now, Kim Ji-chung, the first son of South Korea, has begun to handle some important tasks for the South Korean government, especially the front-line wars, Park Tae-dou died, which made his role extremely prominent and allowed him to access core secrets.

"Would you give it to him?"

Now he has an incomplete information on his hand. Jin Zhizhong is thinking about whether to pass it to Zhao Heng to relieve the pain he would arrive in three days. However, his eyes looked at the national flags flying on both sides, and felt a little guilty in his heart, and his thoughts were unprecedented.

This is an information about the war and future of China. Although it is not very complete, Kim Ji-jin can capture its significance from the president and his momentum. Once South Korea succeeds, at least Du Tianxiong will lead the army to retreat from the front line, and at worst, chaos will arise in the entire China.

When he thought of Zhao Heng's devilish face, Jin Zhizhong's facial features were twisted. He hated Zhao Heng so much that he really wanted to peel him off and get cramps and drink blood at this moment. He always played with others, but he didn't expect that he would be held in his hands by a boy.

But Jin Zhizhong had no choice.

“Where did you go?”

I don’t know how long the car has been driving, Kim Ji-chong opened his eyes and said in a plain tone. The person driving in the front seat replied carefully, quietly raising the car a little. There is no difference between being a driver and being a servant. He both need to serve his master: "I will get home in half an hour."

Kim Ji-chung coughed and nodded slightly, turned his head and looked out through the dark car window at the street lights and street shops connected to the window. Darkness enveloped the world, and an unknown premonition always lingered in his heart, but he could not find clues around him, and Seoul was still peaceful.

The burning sensation in Jin Zhizhong's lungs became stronger and stronger, wave after wave, pushing towards the nerves like waves. The sensitivity of the nerves seemed to double in the darkness, which made his body suffer great pain. The old injuries he suffered in his early years had already recovered, but was stimulated to relapse tonight.

This is caused by ideological struggle and excessive concern about danger.

"Ga!"

At this moment, the forward convoy stepped on the brakes almost at the same time and stopped moving forward, which also made Jin Zhizhong's body lean forward slightly. The entire convoy suddenly stopped. Before Jin Zhizhong narrowed his eyes and asked something, the driver lowered his warning: "Mr. Jin, there is something!"

With the hazy lights on both sides of the road, Jin Zhizhong's eyes suddenly opened, and wisps of light flashed, and a curved curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know who would come to find bad luck to him. Now he is an official celebrity in South Korea and a chess piece by Zhao Heng. Who would touch him?

Looking from Jin Zhizhong, passing through the first car in front of him, he could see a masked man standing in the middle of the road ahead. Under the dark and moonless night sky, the man seemed to be dissolving into darkness, giving people a illusion that he did not exist.

But this young man does exist. This is not an illusion or Yin-Yang technique, but because the rich dark temperament of the uninvited guest is almost integrated with the surrounding environment, as if darkness was brought by him, a man who will always belong to the night.

Kingly temperament.

"Crash over!"

Kim Ji-chung's eyes were filled with a difficult-to-speaking solemnity. He had seen this temperament in both Zhao Heng and Park Tae-do, and he knew that a young man was not simple. He could not recognize the other person's identity, but he could see that the other person was taking his own life, so he squeezed out a sentence with a ruthless face.

The driver Tengsheng nodded murderously, and at the same time, Jin Zhizhong's instructions were also transmitted to the other five cars through radio, and they all increased their horsepower. On the road that was already roaring, six excellent bulletproof cars roared and rushed towards the man on the road.

The car's headlights are shaking, making people unable to open their eyes, let alone looking directly, but the young man was conscious of nothing, with a slight squinting eyes flashing in his slightly narrowed eyes. He even took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped his hands. Feng Qingyundan faced the six rushing cars.

The black bulletproof car was like a beast in the dark night, roaring and roaring towards the young man. The car roared, but the young man standing in the center did not dodge, as if he was tired of living, he had no intention of dodging at all, which made the driver even more crazy and stepped on the accelerator.

"Swoosh!"

Just as the first car was about to hit him, the young man's body suddenly disappeared. In the moment of life and death, the young man's body had already made movements. He bounced upwards to avoid the two cars that were crazily hit, and then fell like a meteorite, with the speed at all indescribable.

The third Lincoln car where Kim Ji-chung was located suddenly sank into a large chunk after a loud bang. Kim Ji-chung, who was sitting in the car, saw the roof above his head be smashed to pieces with his own eyes, and the glass was cracked. You must know that this is a specially made bulletproof car with three-layer car frame structure.

This power is simply terrifying!

At this time, Kim Ji-joong knew that the time for the duel was up and it was useless to avoid it, so he decisively ordered the parking. After jumping back from the roof of the Lincoln car, the young man slid out in the air and stood on the railing, quietly looking down at the stopping car at his feet.

Under his feet, the car door opened, Jin Zhi walked out slowly, holding a gun in his hand.

As Kim Ji-joong got out of the car, the other five cars also opened the doors one after another. After walking down more than twenty men in black suits dressed in very similar clothes. Judging from the cold air emitted by these bodyguards, they were undoubtedly the loyal Kim family who Kim Ji-joong relied most.

More than 20 people's eyes were flashing vicious and bloodthirsty. This bloodthirsty light would definitely not be accumulated without killing more than a hundred people. When Jin Zhizhong turned his head slightly, more than 20 people instantly divided into two halves. Some pulled out their guns to protect Jin Zhizhong, and some people drew their swords and rushed forward.

Without saying a word, he will attack with one stone.

The young man was not panicked or angry at all. He gently tapped the ground with his toes, and his body seemed to have the ability to violate the gravity of the earth. He slid backwards on the railing, and several daggers with cold light pointed at the young man's facade. The two were no more than fifty centimeters apart!

At the same time, several people were crossed on the side of the young man, and the left and right sides were not spared. This was a perfect joint attack. When it slipped to the end, the young man paused for a second or two, and then his whole person ejected and rushed out, as if mixed with the whistling sound of the wind.

When the Kim bodyguards breathed slightly while their breathing was stuttering, the young man had already counterattacked, like a fallen leaf slid past the besieged bodyguards. Jin Zhizhong heard only a bang, and then he saw seven or eight bodyguards falling to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and no longer had combat power.

The young man clapped his hands and walked forward calmly. The remaining bodyguards with the knife looked angry and solemn. They followed the young man on both sides, ready to find a suitable opportunity to siege again. At the same time, the other bodyguards raised their guns in an instant, and Jin Zhizhong shouted coldly:

"Who?"

"Your enemy!"

The young man said lightly: "Zhao Heng slaughtered more than 500 members of the Jin family. As the head of the Jin family, don't you want to take revenge? Maybe Mr. Jin feels that the position is not stable and it is not appropriate to make a big move. Then I tell you that Zhao Heng is now suffering a reward of 30 billion yuan, and his situation is the most difficult and fragile time."

"If you don't move him at this time, you will never have a chance."

He pointed his finger: "Work with me, do a big shot!"

Jin Zhizhong's hand holding the gun sank slightly, and he sneered: "I have an irreconcilable hatred between Zhao Heng and I want to peel him off immediately. However, although I am full of hatred, I will not become a fool and be used as a gun. I don't even know who you are. Let's cooperate with him?"

At the same time, Jin Zhizhong gently crushed the incomplete information with his unobtrusive left hand, maintaining a cold look: "I am happy to cooperate with others to deal with Zhao Heng, and I also want to do a big one, but I always have to know where you are from?"

The young man said lightly: "Mountains and rivers are clear!"

PS: Thank you Zhao Heng for rewarding 10,000 Zhulang coins for your works.
Chapter completed!