Han Zong: Start from Chinatown and dominate South Korea

Life is precious, but freedom is more expensive.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly realized this truth.

She even thought of dying frankly after taking revenge on Shi Dongchu.

At least, she didn't suffer alone, she completed a revenge.

But Bai Chengze saw through her thoughts, and shook his head regretfully, "There are many possibilities in life, and today is just the beginning. For your life, it has just reached the moment of blooming..."

Teacher Bai is like this,

After he finished teaching something, he would guide others like a sage.

"Pick your buds in time, the old days are gone forever, the flowers that are still smiling today will wither in the wind tomorrow..."

Bai Chengze murmured softly,

Cai Yun on the side smiled slightly, "Tennyson."

Bai Chengze glanced at Cai Yun beside him in surprise,

"Alfred Tennyson," Cai Yun said, "from "Persuading Young People to Cherish Time", I remember correctly?"

Of course Caiyun will not remember wrongly,

She can't remember many things wrong.

For example, there are 230 six tiles in the living room.

There are one hundred and six holes on the shower head,

The chandelier above the head is composed of 74 small lights.

And the peach tree outside the window has 760 four, 760 three, and 760 two petals...

Over the years, she has spent such a lonely and boring time counting the days.

Reading is just one of the intimate pastimes in her life,

Because she has nothing else to do,

She is so lonely.

"I understand that God of Death wants to use you to make his darkness beautiful..." Cai Yun murmured Tennyson's verses softly.

This line comes from Tennyson's "In Memoriam", which is also one of her favorite poetry collections.

Bai Chengze smiled, stroked Caiyun's face, and hugged her head deeply into his arms, "Death will only take away what belongs to him, but you will move him..."

He patted Caiyun's naked back lightly,

Like soothing a sleeping baby,

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

Of course, the reason why Bai Chengze made a move was not just for Cai Yun.

The matter of Caiyun is just a favor that goes along with the flow,

But what really touched him was something insincere,

For example, money, status and power,

When the Golden Gate Group sent Ding Qing and Li Zicheng to assassinate Bai Chengze for the first time,

Since then, the hatred between the Jiaodong Gang and the Golden Gate Group has been foreshadowed.

And Bai Chengze has never been a person who repays grievances directly,

He will only fight back with fire, and let the opponent experience unprecedented pain.

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The night is peaceful and the moon is getting rounder.

It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mid-Autumn Festival is the second largest festival in South Korea, second only to the New Year.

This also makes the streets of Seoul lively.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, talking and laughing, in small groups.

In the endless noise, the thick book of time has turned a page.

Shi Ming's body was sent back to Shi Dong's monk's home the next morning.

The night before, Shi Dong couldn't sleep at night, and he didn't close his eyes the whole night, anxiously and eagerly waiting for the news from the other side.

But the result disappointed him greatly.

There was no movement overnight, and the son he wanted to see did not come back.

until the next morning,

Li Zhongjiu gently knocked on the door of his study,

Seeing Shi Dong looking haggard and lonely, he felt a little distressed, "President..."

"Huh?" Shi Dongchu was a little dazed, and turned his head to look at Li Zhongjiu, "How is it?"

"My lord...he's back..." Li Zhongjiu replied with his head down.

Hearing this, Shi Dongchu stood up suddenly, put on his coat and walked outside, "Where is it?"

The two came to the living room on the first floor,

A stretcher covered with a white cloth was placed quietly in the center of the living room.

Shi Dongchu glanced at Li Zhongjiu hesitantly, and slowly slowed down his steps.

Li Zhongjiu lowered his head deeply and began to sob, "President, son..."

"No!" Shi Dongchu quickened his pace, plopped to the front of the stretcher, and fell to his knees with a plop, "No, no, no!"

He cried twice on his back,

Then stretched out a trembling hand,

Slowly lifted the white cloth,

"what!!!"

A familiar and friendly pale face appeared in front of Shi Dongchu.

Shi Ming looked calm, as if he was asleep, with a slight smile on his lips.

Shi Dongchu beat his chest hard, "Ah!!"

His howling is so heartbreaking and moving, like a child whose lollipop has dropped on the ground.

He looked at his son Shi Ming's corpse bit by bit,

Seeing the dense wounds on his body,

Shi Ming's right hand has no fingers, but his left hand is already healthy.

There were mottled blood stains on his neck, staining the white shirt on his body red, and now it had dried up and solidified.

Shi Dongchu carefully stroked the wound on Shi Ming's neck, his hands trembling.

He thought his son had died from a mortal wound in the neck,

In fact, what Shi Dongchu didn't know was that,

Shi Ming died of heartbreak,

Compared with the scars on his heart, the pain in his body was so painless.

He first accepted that he had become an unhealthy cripple,

Immediately afterwards, he witnessed the woman he had admired for a long time begging for mercy from his opponent,

Later, his stepmother Cai Yun gave him a knife, and also gave him a knife in the heart.

This knife directly made him feel that life was hopeless and life was ridiculous.

There is nothing more sad than heart death, and nothing is worse than killing one's heart.

Amid the successive pains, Shi Ming chose to end himself, to end all the pain.

Of course, Shi Dongchu would not know what Shi Ming had experienced.

He stared at Shi Ming's corpse with ecstasy,

Holding him tightly in his arms, weeping and wailing endlessly.

Seeing his appearance, his subordinates couldn't help but come forward to comfort him, "President..."

"Let's all go out." Shi Dong's tone was very calm, but there was an endless sense of oppression.

After hearing the order, everyone walked out one after another.

Shi Dongchu couldn't restrain himself anymore, shook Shi Ming's body, and cried loudly, "My son, my son..."

With a big trembling hand, he gently stroked his son's face, "I will definitely...will avenge you..."

Shi Dongchu knelt on the ground like this, holding his son's body and crying bitterly.

I don't know how long I knelt on the ground,

He gently put down Shi Ming's upper body,

He stood up, went to the tea table, and poured himself a glass of Martell wine.

After gulping down a glass of wine, he wiped the corners of his mouth.

Then, with endless anger, he pushed the door out,

Outside the door, dozens of subordinates who had heard the news were already standing in the yard, waiting anxiously and silently.

Seeing the president come out, they all cheered up, straightened up, and looked at him in unison.

"Call all hands!"

Shi Dong took a big stride, without looking sideways, he ordered to his subordinates on both sides.

"I want to fight against the Jiaodong Gang! I want to wipe them out! I want them to pay the price in blood!"