Is there no one capable in Korea?
(Fourth update)
As Park Hye-shin's voice fell.
Han Dongsheng and Park Hyun-dong, who were in the family temple, raised their heads in unison. Han Dongsheng was ecstatic. He had originally despaired about his fate. After all, it was impossible for them to kill their way into China to seek revenge on Mad Southern Ye.
Who would have thought that Mad Southern Ye would come uninvited!
How could this not make him excited!
Park Hyun-dong frowned and said, "How did you know?"
"Dad, someone from China told me. As for who it was, I don't know, but the other party told me Mad Southern Ye's flight information," Park Hye-shin replied.
Park Hyun-dong remained silent.
The Samsung Group had just pressured China, and China had turned around and sold out Mad Southern Ye?
It was too fast!
No matter how one looked at it, this matter was a little strange.
At this moment, an old man sitting in the corner slowly said, "Hehe, it seems that Mad Southern Ye also has many enemies in China!"
The old man was wearing a plain robe and sitting on a wheelchair. There was an Eight Trigrams pattern printed on his chest, and his body was filled with the aura of death. If one looked closely, they would discover that he had nothing below his waist, as if he had been cut off by a sharp weapon.
"Uncle Jindo, why are you here too?"
Park Hye-shin was shocked at first, but then she knelt on the ground.
Although the old man in front of her looked like an old man without the lower half of his body, no one in the Park family dared to be disrespectful to him, even Park Hyun-dong was no exception.
Because his name was Jindo!
He was an expert from Korea who had become famous 50 years ago. He had killed several experts in a row with half of his body paralyzed. His podao had reached the acme of perfection, and he was known as the Sword Saint. Rumor had it that he could quickly slash out 50 times in a second. From this, it could be seen that his strength was terrifying.
And the rise of the Park family was also due to him.
"I don't like being lonely when I'm old, so I came to visit my old friend." Jindo smiled amiably, without any aura on his body.
Park Hyun-dong said in a deep voice, "Uncle, what you said just now is that someone in China wants to use us to kill someone?"
"That's right!"
Jindo nodded slightly and said, "There's a saying in China. Where there are people, there is a pugilistic world. Since there is a pugilistic world, there is a struggle."
"Uncle, then what about us?" Park Hye-shin asked hesitantly.
"How can I not accept this gift that has been delivered to my doorstep?"
Jindo's smile gradually turned cold. "If Mad Southern Ye had stayed in China, we might not have been able to do anything to him. However, he has taken the initiative to come to Korea. Isn't it up to us to decide whether he lives or dies?"
"Huixin, bring some people to the airport to kill Mad Southern Ye immediately. Remember, bring the three commanders of the Dark Shadow over as well."
Park Hyun-dong also laughed. "Also, bring along the laser gun that Samsung has secretly researched. No matter how powerful Mad Southern Ye is in China, he will still die!"
…
After more than two hours, the plane successfully landed in Korea. When the exit was no longer crowded, Ye Chen got off the plane and looked around.
"Mr. Ye, please wait!"
A voice was heard. Lin Yinuo caught up to him and took the initiative to hand over a note. She was drenched in sweat as she said, "Mr. Ye, this is my contact information. We are all Chinese. If you have any difficulties in Korea, you can look for me."
Chen Feng, who was behind her, was carrying large and small bags. His face was filled with displeasure. Back then, when he was chasing after Lin Yinuo, he pestered her for her contact information. Lin Yinuo refused to give it to him no matter what. In the end, Lin Yinuo actually took the initiative to give her contact information to Ye Chen.
How long had they known each other?!
With this comparison, he found Ye Chen even more unpleasant to the eye. He could not help but snort coldly and say, "Yinuo, let's go. Don't waste time with irrelevant people."
Ye Chen took the note from her and put it in his pocket. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked toward the airport exit.
"What kind of person is this? Why are you showing such a stinky face!"
Chen Feng said sourly.
"Don't talk so much!"
Lin Yinuo looked at him coldly and took the lead to walk in front. She felt a little disappointed. He did not have any other thoughts about Ye Chen. He was just grateful. In the end, Chen Feng was so narrow-minded that he targeted him everywhere.
On the other hand, Mr. Ye was neither arrogant nor rash from beginning to end.
The difference between the two of them was obvious!
Chen Feng's expression was extremely unsightly. He looked in the direction that Ye Chen had left in and thought to himself, 'Brat, don't let me see you again. Otherwise, you'll suffer!'
…
Naturally, Ye Chen did not know what Chen Feng was thinking. At that moment, he had already walked out of Seoul Airport. He walked straight to the roadside and hailed a taxi. He said in standard Korean, "To Guro-gu."
It might be difficult for ordinary people to learn a foreign language in a short period of time, but for cultivators, with their powerful Divine Will, they could master it in the time it took to brew a cup of tea as long as they watched a few Korean movies.
The driver thought that he was from Korea, so he nodded and drove him in the direction of Guro-gu.
Ye Chen sat in the back and took out a photo from his phone. It was a photo that he had taken for Mengmeng and Qianqian. Fortunately, he had taken this photo back then. Otherwise, it would have been even more difficult.
As for why they were going to Guro-gu, it was because the people of Dragon Soul had found out that the last place Qianqian appeared was on the streets of Guro-gu.
The car drove for less than five kilometers.
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