Leaving the police station, Ding Qing saw Johnny waiting at the entrance. He patted Johnny's shoulder, and then the group got into the car together.
Lee Joong-ku's swift arrest was unexpected by Ding Qing, but the series of subsequent problems brought about by his arrest were extremely serious.
Although Ding Qing and Lee Joong-ku were at odds, he was a person who looked at the bigger picture.
Lee Joong-ku was like a crack in the Goldmoon Group; once uncovered by the police, it would inevitably be dug deeper and deeper, leading to more illegal activities.
Therefore, the most urgent task now was to quickly get Lee Joong-ku out, lest prolonged delays lead to complications.
Sitting in the car, he rested his left hand on his chin, his gaze fixed on the window but already wandering. He was thinking about what methods could be used to make the police release Lee Joong-ku early.
The money formula was undoubtedly the oldest, but also the most effective, and for these police forces already riddled with corruption, it was undoubtedly the best method.
However, one must always be prepared for both possibilities. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Johnny, who was sitting next to him. At this moment, Johnny had his arms crossed, his eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought.
But after Ding Qing's gaze lingered on him for a while, he had a new plan: he had to deal with that old man Jiang Chenghao first.
"Hey! Zhang, you have to help me with something!"
Thinking of this, Ding Qing directly arranged for Johnny to help him handle it, "You alone might not be enough; you can bring those guys from Yanbian."
Then, Ding Qing took out a notebook, wrote an address on it, tore it off, and handed it to Johnny.
After Johnny took the note, he glanced at it, nodded, and then tapped the driver in front. The driver understood and stopped the car. After Johnny got out, he got into another car and left.
Returning to the company, Johnny frowned slightly as he looked at the four people feasting on chairs. These four guys were a bit too sloppy.
These four people in front of him were precisely the Yanbian F4. Although Johnny felt he could handle it alone, it was good to bring a few helpers. So he said to the four, "Hey! Yanbian!"
The four turned to look at Johnny. They were not unfamiliar with this guy, having seen him three or four times. They had always wondered about his skills, only knowing that he was a killer and a colleague.
Although they were called Yanbian F4, they had their own names: the boss was Kim Byung-ok, the second was Yi Bi Jialan, the third was Jin Chengtai, and the fourth was He Taijun.
However, Johnny didn't remember their names, as they hadn't met many times. So, even though he called them that, the four knew Johnny was calling them, so they stood up, and the boss stepped forward directly.
"Ya, Shiba! You're very impolite, you know?"
The boss, Kim Byung-ok, was the only one who understood Korean, Chinese, and English; the other three only spoke Korean.
So, Kim Byung-ok stepped forward directly to express his dissatisfaction, but Johnny paid no attention to it. He waved his hand, "You guys come with me to do a job."
But Johnny's actions and tone made Kim Byung-ok very displeased, not to mention the other three, who frowned deeply. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Johnny looked at the four greasy, ill-intentioned Yanbian guys in front of him, knowing that his simple and direct approach had angered them.
But he had no time or interest in building good relations with them.
The boss, Kim Byung-ok, took a step forward, almost pressing into Johnny's face, and growled in heavily accented Korean mixed with English: "Shibalama! What do you think you are, daring to order us around? If there's work, let Ding Qing come and say it himself!"
The other three also gathered around, forming a small encirclement, their eyes fierce, still clutching leftover chicken bones. The atmosphere instantly became explosive.
Johnny's eyes showed no ripples; he just said calmly in English, "Go, or not go?"
"Not going!"
Kim Byung-ok waved his hand fiercely, "Unless you kneel and apologize to us!"
He clearly wanted to give this arrogant killer a taste of their power and establish the four of them's status here.
Almost at the instant his words fell, Jin Chengtai, the third brother, who was standing behind Johnny to his side, could no longer hold back. He cursed in Korean, threw the chicken bone in his hand at the back of Johnny's head, and simultaneously kicked Johnny in the back of the knee!
The fight instantly erupted!
Johnny seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he slightly tilted his head and dodged the greasy bone. At the same time, the muscles in the attacked leg instantly tensed and hardened, absorbing the kick. His body only swayed slightly.
But using the momentum of that sway, his movements were as fast as lightning!
Bang!
He delivered an extremely short and powerful backward elbow strike with his right arm, precisely hitting Jin Chengtai near the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest.
The force of this blow penetrated his body; Jin Chengtai's eyes widened suddenly, he couldn't catch his breath, and he staggered backward, clutching his chest, his face instantly pale, temporarily losing his combat ability.
Almost at the same time, the fourth brother, He Taijun, lunged from the other side, attempting to choke him with a thick arm.
Johnny advanced instead of retreating, taking a half-step forward to cut into the inner circle, preventing the opponent's chokehold from fully engaging. At the same time, his left hand, shaped like a knife, stabbed upward fiercely into He Taijun's axillary nerve plexus!
"Ugh!"
He Taijun let out a painful groan, his entire arm instantly numb and weak.
The second brother's fist, whistling through the air, smashed towards Johnny's face.
Johnny had just finished striking the fourth brother, and his center of gravity was returning. He used this returning force to lean back with a minimal movement, dodging the punch. At the same time, his right foot sprang up like a scorpion's tail, his toes precisely kicking the second brother, Yi Bi Jialan, in the abdomen.
Puff!
With a muffled thud, Yi Bi Jialan almost spewed out the undigested food and alcohol in his stomach. He bent over in pain, knelt on the ground, and dry-heaved.
The entire process took less than two seconds, and three skilled fighters were already on the ground!
Only the boss, Kim Byung-ok, remained.
He reacted the fastest. The moment Johnny made his move, he had already grabbed an unopened bottle of soju from the nearby table and slammed it violently against the edge of the coffee table!
Crack!
The bottom of the bottle shattered, revealing jagged, sharp glass shards. He gripped the neck of the bottle, sneering, and thrust it towards Johnny's carotid artery!
This strike was both fast and vicious, a desperate street fighting move, carrying a deadly threat.
Johnny's eyes turned cold.
"Damn it, I gave you face, but you didn't want it, did you?"
He had just completed the kick, and his body's center of gravity was biased backward.
Faced with this deadly blow, he did not choose to retreat but once again displayed astonishing core strength and coordination.
His waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, abruptly stopping the backward lean, and his body lunged slightly forward like a spring. At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning!
It wasn't to block, but to precisely grab Kim Byung-ok's wrist holding the bottle, his thumb pressing firmly on his Wangu acupoint!
Kim Byung-ok only felt a numbness in his wrist, and his strength plummeted.
But he was also a tough character; his other hand clenched into a fist and struck towards Johnny's ribs.
Johnny's hand, gripping his wrist, twisted and pulled downwards with the momentum, while his body rotated sideways. This not only cleverly deflected part of the opponent's punch but also used his shoulder to brace against Kim Byung-ok's armpit, creating a brief stalemate.
"You're good!"
Johnny whispered in a cold tone, almost pressing against Kim Byung-ok's ear, "But not good enough."
Before his words finished, Johnny's left hand had, at some point, pulled out his glock 34 with a silencer attached. The cold muzzle was extremely discreetly and firmly pressed against Kim Byung-ok's kidney area!
Kim Byung-ok's body suddenly stiffened, all movements instantly halted.
He could clearly feel the coldness of the metal and the pressure of death transmitting through his clothes.
He had no doubt that if he moved again, this cold-blooded killer would not hesitate to pull the trigger.
At this range, a bullet from any glock would be enough to cause devastating damage.
The other three struggled to get up, but seeing their boss held at gunpoint, they dared not move again.
Only heavy breathing and painful groans remained in the office.
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