Korean Hurricane Idol

Every time I catch a cold, rhinitis will trouble me for a long time... I woke up early again today... After chatting, I wrote a chapter, I couldn't keep the manuscript, so I sent it in advance...

The alley is dark and dirty. This is where the back doors of the shops outside are located. The garbage generated every day is piled up in this place where outsiders can’t see it. The tall buildings on both sides cover only a line above the alley, which cannot be exposed to the sun every day. The sun, the walls on both sides of the entire alley, have been eroded by the usual humid and dirty environment to form disgusting black scars. If it is a rainy day like this, dense rainwater will also fall from that line of sky and hit the ground, which has long been blocked. The waterways cannot drain them, and the road surface is gradually flooded with stagnant water. All kinds of garbage are soaked in the water, exuding an indescribable smell of corruption.

But at this moment, An Junhe, wading through the alley with his footsteps submerged in dirty gray-black stagnant water, didn't pay attention to that much. There was a splashing sound.

The water below his ankles and the garbage piled up everywhere made his running figure stagger a little. At a certain moment, he suddenly fell to the ground, and the smelly water splashed his head and face, and at the same time brought a icy chill .The coldness was like a poisonous snake, slowly penetrating from the skin to the bone marrow, stimulating the beating heart and the nerves that seemed to be going numb. [

Slowly propping up his body from the stagnant water, his embarrassed figure walked a few steps with difficulty, then leaned heavily against a corner wall, breathing heavily, his ears buzzing, it was the chest cavity caused by the violent beating of the heart. resonance.

Then, he suddenly smiled, covered with mud and water, his delicate and handsome face was lifted up, facing the sky above, his smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally spread into a maniacal laugh.

The sudden smile was so strong that his whole body was shaking and his breathing was disordered.

... What a bunch of ... ridiculous guys!

How long has it been since that dream?

Maybe a few months, but it feels like a lifetime has passed, except for the occasional effort to recall, the memory that belongs to the dream is usually alienated and blurred, because there are too many things he doesn't want to see, But even so, there was one thing he knew clearly - the An Junhe in his memory was never a good person.

How can a self-made man develop his business into one of the giants in the industry in just a few decades?Opportunity may be the key factor, but without enough ruthless tactics, the cruel market cannot survive at all - the vicious competition of peers, the coveted eyes of capitalists, the conspiracy of subordinates to fight for power, all of these need Has a strong and vicious heart.

In the face of rivals in vicious competition, we must endure mercy and drive them all to death; in the face of the prying eyes of capitalists, we must have the determination to die together, first hurt ourselves and cut off their claws; in the face of subordinates who dare to fight for power, we must also Forget the difficult friendship that we have gone through together, take back everything that was given to them, and make their families dilapidated and worthless as a deterrent.

All of these, a little weakness, will fall into a situation beyond redemption.

So An Junhyuk in the dream, after experiencing the initial ordeal, quickly transformed, became affectionate and indifferent, and he would use any means to achieve his goal. Deep in his memory, he himself didn't know how many scenes there were in those scenes. The family was broken because of him, how many people were forced by him to jump off the tall building, and ended their lives like this.

This "An Jun Hyuk" is undoubtedly tough and powerful, he has almost no weaknesses, no one can defeat him, but...he only belongs to the dream world!

Passion and indifference made him strong, and it also made him fall at the most glorious moment.

In my mind, I recalled the last picture of the dream, which was in front of a resplendent hotel, the crowd cheering for him, the ribbons fluttering around him, the bright fireworks, and Zhixiu holding his hand, with a bright face A bright smile evoked.

The pride of life is reflected vividly and vividly at that moment, but all of that, after the two gunshots, became a black and white freeze frame.

Zhixiu, who was standing in front of him, had blood blooming on his chest, and a little distance away, a seemingly familiar face raised a gun at him in the crowd, and the smoke of gunpowder was still lingering on the muzzle of the gun.

There is no pain in the memory, only the gradually darkened and shrinking field of vision. The ridiculous thing is that before he lost consciousness, he only felt that the face was familiar, maybe it was an opponent he had defeated?Or the subordinate from whom he took everything away?

Too many, who knows?

Such a life that came to an abrupt end was really a failure, not to mention involving Zhixiu, his only blood relative in the world.

Therefore, the powerful "Ahn Jun-hyuk" is only suitable for living in the dream. When the dream wakes up, the An Jun-hyuk who lives now is just a brother who loves his sister. Apart from the unchanging goal of revenge, he tries his best to Press down the feelings rooted in the heart because of that "Ahn Jun Hyuk", let yourself behave modestly, do not violate the rules, follow the existing rules step by step, and do not touch other people's bottom line even if it is a little overstepped, Not to mention any fierce and extreme wrists. [

But... He wanted to put away his minions, but something beyond his control came to tease him!

Those people, he doesn't know what their purpose of attacking him is, and he doesn't need to know at the moment, he only understands one thing——

"'He' is going to come out to take a breath, you...you are so damned!"

Hearing the shouts approaching quickly behind his ears, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was no warmth and modesty in the past, only the coldness and cruelty like ice!

Also at this moment, a figure finally appeared at this corner. The moment that person stepped half of his body into his field of vision, the tightly wrapped umbrella in his hand swung away violently. When the camera is played back, it will be clearly seen that the raindrops in the air burst under this fast and powerful wave, and the air ripples and ripples follow the progress of the umbrella to draw a fleeting cross-section, and then it is drawn heavily on the person's throat parts.

"Crack!"

There was a slight cracking sound of cartilage, and the man knelt down clutching his throat, and the machete fell to the ground with a clang, and he bent over to pick it up the next moment. The sharp and dazzling blade flowers bloomed between the moving fingers. In front of him, more The person came over, he licked his lips, and a faint fishy-sweet taste flowed into his mouth, like blood.

Then, while the few people who had just appeared shouted in shock and anger, he stepped forward, the blade reflected the skylight, and pulled out a silver thread in the air for a moment, and the real blood bloomed like spring flowers in the next moment...

……

The off-road vehicle was still parked at the entrance of the alley, and the rain curtain covered up the scene of chasing and fleeing just now, so now it is safely parked in place, waiting for the chaser to complete the task and return, and then everyone will go back to get the reward, share the money and have fun .

However, for Lin Zhengyuan, who is the driver and the leader of this small black group, he is more willing to save up the remuneration and use it in Zhengde in the future—of course, what he thinks is Zhengyuan is naturally the one he is currently running. Underworld business.

Lin Zhengyuan doesn't feel inferior to his profession at all, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. It's not easy to do any job these days, but is it easy for the underworld?It's also a business of licking blood with knife edge. Maybe one day when he closes his eyes, he will never see the sun again, so he never cares whether the employer he serves is good or bad, and he never cares about the target he wants to deal with. Not sympathetic, feel guilty about doing things, and naturally never relentless when taking money.

Sitting in the driver's seat and chatting for a while, Lin Zhengyuan looked at his watch impatiently, and cursed softly: "Why haven't these bastards come back?"

There was only one person. According to their previous efficiency, they should have caught it by now.

Thinking, he dialed the mobile phone number of one of them, and then, a familiar music sounded outside.

"...For the days when I suppressed my tears, how tired you must be. Even after a thousand years, I will never forget you..."

The music was singing hoarsely, and the lyrics were lingering, but Lin Zhengyuan's heart suddenly "thumped" at this moment, and a bone-chilling chill rushed down his spine straight to the top of his head. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the car on the other side. outside.

It was still raining outside, and the rainwater flowing from the roof of the car blurred the glass. Behind the twisted and changing transparency, a figure stood there at some point, holding a mobile phone in his hand. The music keeps playing, flash, flash...

Strong fear crept into his heart in an instant, Lin Zhengyuan started the car suddenly, and was about to step on the accelerator, the glass shattered suddenly, and a cold light came, his left hand holding the steering wheel shook violently, waved it involuntarily, On the car beside him, the next moment, the cold light buzzed and trembled to reveal its true face—it was a machete, which had already penetrated his palm and was firmly nailed to the glass.

Then, severe pain hit.

"what--!"

Lin Zhengyuan screamed, but he didn't dare to move. The door on the right opened, and the figure outside sat up calmly. Following his movements, the strong smell of blood immediately permeated the compartment. [

Lin Zhengyuan knew that person, and he had only seen his photo not long ago. He was their target today, a guy named An Junhe.

An Junhe, who sat in the co-pilot seat, was not in a hurry to make a move, but just looked at Lin Zhengyuan with great interest, the playful but unemotional eyes like ice and snow made Lin Zhengyuan's forehead sweat uncontrollably flowing out.

After a long time, he finally asked, "Where is Lin Xiujing?"

"Trunk." Lin Zhengyuan's throat was rolling, he endured the pain, and replied cooperatively: "I was stunned by ether, and it will take several hours to wake up."

An Junhe narrowed his eyes, "You are very smart..." As he was speaking, another bell rang and interrupted his words. He paused, took out his mobile phone from his inner pocket, and pressed the speaker button. The words came immediately at the moment of connection:

"Jun Hyuk, where did you go? Something happened. So Ji Sub was injured by NT at the entrance of the TV station. He has been sent to the hospital now. The TV station asked you all to return to the set immediately and stop staying outside."

This news made An Junhe a little stunned, but what followed was a kind of sudden surprise.

"Sister Xiujing and I still have something to do, you can tell the director about it, we will naturally go back after we finish."

After all, without waiting for Quan Baogen's response, he hung up the phone.

Then, he looked at Lin Zhengyuan, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "So Zhixie, me, Lin Xiujing...so that's the case, hehe, it seems that we have to have a good talk."