Chu Tian looked solemn, which made Li and Huo and his scalp numb.

Huo Zong thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Young Marshal, I was just joking just now. Not to mention that the work requires huge financial support, even if you encounter various difficulties in the process of suppression, the South Korean government is a lunatic, but not a fool, it must..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Tian took over the topic:

"I just want to know if your solution can work if it is deployed accurately?"

Huo Zong was dry and pulled the collar of his clothes and replied: "It is indeed feasible in theory, but in fact there are too many variables." Speaking of this, he advised Chu Tian with retreat to advance: "Young Marshal, even if you want to mess with South Korea, we should do it step by step and kill Xing first."

Li Huanhong also put down his wine glass and quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, you have to eat one bite at a time. Besides, if you get rid of Xingshi Group, South Korea will be in panic. Think about it, if we swallowed up the leading electronics companies, how many people will be unemployed? How many industries will be implicated?"

They were all afraid that Chu Tian would be playing big on a whim.

When Chu Tian saw the expressions of the two, he knew that they were scared, so he calmed down: "Okay, I don't want to be so long. I was preparing for both ways. If the South Korean government really forced us to the point of desperate situation, we would give it a blow as we imagined."

Li Huanhong and Huo Zong smiled bitterly.

The three of them stayed in the Ligang Club for a while and chatted a few more times. Huo Zong and Li Huanhong said goodbye one after another. The former wanted to go back to have dinner with their son, while the latter made an appointment with a rookie actress to meet and talk about life and ideals, so the three of them had no chance to have a dinner together again.

Huo Zong once again told Chu Tian that he would come to Huo’s house for dinner when he had time.

The old and the young want to see him very much.

Chu Tian nodded and agreed to go to the Huo family for free after work in the past two days. After they left, it was already the lights on. Shen Qianqian, the queen of the great destruction, was accompanying Qiqi to take care of her in the club. Occasionally, she came over to share her warm little with Chu Tian, ​​which made the latter feel a little moved.

He had received the exact news from Lin Wudi: The Shen couple is dead!

Although it was not Chu Tian who killed them with his own hands, he was always the mastermind behind the scenes. Therefore, when he saw Shen Qianqian's bright smile, a trace of guilt flashed through his heart, but he never regretted it. For the overall situation and Qianqian's future, Shen's mother must die, otherwise it will eventually become a big problem.

Therefore, he hugged Shen Qianqian and could still greet that gaze calmly.

Not long after the two of them were warm, Brother Xu came in with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He poured a glass of wine and drank it like a ox drink. Then he gasped and said, "Those South Koreans still have some information. More than one hundred people have to get them done. That one million is only enough to pay them medical expenses."

Chu Tian waved his hand to sit down, hugged Shen Qianqian's slim waist and replied: "These are just small things. If you don't have enough money, take it out from the club. As long as you can beat the South Korean boxing club to a mess, everything is worth it. By the way, have you given them an ultimatum and request?"

Brother Xu leaned on the sofa and stretched his back and replied: "Of course there is, I told them to either get out or hand over Kim Jong-yong." Then he touched his head and replied: "Young Marshal, I actually don't understand. You have two chances to kill Kim Jong-yong, why don't you kill him on the spot?"

"Why should I hand him over by warning the Boxing Club?"

Chu Tian patted Chen Qianqian's body and asked her to help Qiqi, then sat upright and spoke: "It's very simple. I want Kim Jong-yong to be completely ashamed. The first time I let him go was to make him lose his place in South Korean agents, because he actually abandoned his brother at a critical moment."

Brother Xu nodded and replied, "I understand this."

Chu Tian curled a smile on his lips, and added in a calm tone: "He has lost all his heart, so why should I kill him the second time? It's better to let him go back and suffer rejection. More importantly, when South Koreans see him running back alone twice, they will doubt his luck."

Brother Xu seemed to have caught something and patted his head:

"I will feel that he has a deal with us, so that he will survive again and again."

Chu Tian nodded with a chuckle, and then continued to speak: "I just found out that Kim Jong-yong is actually a sibling relationship with Jin Qiu-yun. Jin Qiu-yun has been under house arrest because she refused to deal with me, so it is not surprising that South Koreans suspect that Kim Jong-yong has a deal with me, after all, blood is thicker than water!"

With this kind of doubt, the South Koreans will not only consume their internal strength, but also be rejected. In this way, the latter's life will be quite sad. Brother Xu will toss the South Korean boxing club to the brink of collapse, and they will definitely throw Kim Jong-yong out and make peace.

Nie Wuming had already warned Kim Jong-yong at the sea that he would not have a third chance to survive! So when the latter heard that he wanted to hand him over, he must have tried his best to plead or resist. When the South Koreans encountered his emotions, they would only throw him out even more, so as not to leave any disaster.

Brother Xu understood what Chu Tian meant.

He drank half a glass of wine again and replied, "There is no greater sorrow than death in his heart! He has abandoned his brothers, and now he has been abandoned by his master. Kim Jong-yong will only feel more uncomfortable than death. Moreover, he has no place to gain a foothold in South Korea, and his former teammates will reject him."

"So when the other party handed him over to us, Kim Jong-yong was so heartbroken."

Chu Tian raised his thumb and said correctly, then said lightly: "But as long as we give him a little sweetness, he will be in a dead tree. At that time, he will help us deal with the South Koreans. With such a scum in hand, think about it, what will the South Korean agent be bitten by him?"

"For the sake of hatred and for the sake of new life, South Koreans will be ruined by Kim Jong-yong!"

Chu Tian looked thoughtful and then raised his head to drink the wine in the glass.

Feng Wuqing told Park Dong-hwan yesterday that when he identified Kim Jong-yong as a senior agent in South Korea and Kim Qiu-yun's cousin, Chu Tian had the idea of ​​subdueing the dog. Kim Jong-yong bit himself so fiercely that he would never be soft-mouthed even if he bites his own people.

While waiting, Chu Tian and Brother Xu drank and chatted happily.

Most of the elite South Koreans were killed and injured, and the legal stronghold was ravaged by Xu Ge. Chu Tian estimated that it would be difficult for them to fight back within at least two months, but the other party's resumption did not mean that he was also on the verge of the fight. Chu Tian said that everything had just begun and he was destined to become a nightmare for the South Koreans.

Of course, Chu Tian also knew that the opponent's difficulty in counterattacking did not mean that he would not fight back. It was just that they would not be as fierce as the beach battle, but there would still be some sporadic attacks. And Chu Tian expected that the Yijian Master, who had never appeared, would be the main force in the battle.

"Come on, come on!"

Chu Tian, ​​who was siping wine, sighed in his heart: Let’s see who died!

Near ten o'clock, two cars quietly drove to the club door.

The four South Koreans first stepped down, and the last one was Kim Jong-young.

He looked haggard and lifeless.

The Shuai Jun brothers, who had been waiting for the battle, immediately surrounded him, and the guys were illuminated in his hands, and as long as something wrong happened, they would rush up and beat the other person into a sieve. One of the South Koreans took a half step forward and spoke in a respectful tone:

"This is Mr. Jin that Brother Xu wants, we have sent him here."

"I hope Brother Xu will also keep his promise and let the South Korean boxing club recuperate!"

The Shuai Jun brother did not respond immediately to his words, but showed some instruments to scan Kim Jong-yong. Brother Xu had already told him that in order to avoid Kim Jong-yong being made into a human-meat bomb, he must check him clearly before hiring him in, otherwise if something happens, their heads will be ground.

After carefully checking it four or five times, the Shuai Jun brothers confirmed that there was no conspiracy.

Then they stopped what they were in their hands and waved to the South Koreans, saying, "People, we are staying; you can leave, Brother Xu asked me to tell you something, be at peace and stick to your own way, and if you dare to make trouble again, your boxing club will be shoveled into a flat ground without leaving any other."

Such threatening and humiliating words changed slightly to the South Koreans' expressions.

But they knew that it was not the time of revenge and they did not have the strength to fight against Shuai Jun, so they just lowered their heads slightly and turned away. After the two cars drove out dozens of meters, Shuai Jun brothers waved their hands to Kim Jong-yong: "Mr. Jin, please wait for you here!"

Jin Zhongyong's mouth twitched, and a sad smile streaked across his face.
Chapter completed!