Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

"Go, go in."

After firing a chain of bullets, Situang put away his general-purpose machine gun, picked up two submachine guns, loaded them with magazines, and led people into the General Administration Building.

At this time, the General Administration Building was in chaos. When Situang and his men came in, there were basically few people who resisted here. Most of the South Korean police were hiding and running for their lives.

It's not that there are no such people who want them to fight to the death, but they account for a very small proportion.

On a must-go road leading upstairs, a policeman hid nervously at the door, holding a pistol tightly in his hand, intending to wait for Situang and his men to pass by and then sneak attack.

He had heard the faint footsteps outside, his breathing became heavier, and his body was tense.

However, just as his heartbeat accelerated, suddenly an object was thrown in from outside the door and rolled on the floor of the room.

It was a round grenade with small bumps on the surface and prefabricated fragments engraved on it.

When the policeman saw it clearly, his mind went blank.

Boom!

The floor shook, and the explosion smoke poured out from the door.

Xituang passed by here expressionlessly, aiming the submachine gun in his hand in another direction.

There, two policemen who were preparing for a sneak attack just showed their bodies and faced the submachine gun's sweeping fire.

The submachine gun's extremely high firing rate emptied the magazine in a few seconds, and the two policemen who poked their heads out to attack were shot like sieves, with blood holes on their bodies. The splattered blood dyed the wall behind them red, and they fell to the ground like mud.

On the side, another gene warrior holding a spray gun ran quickly, rushed through a corner of the intersection, and pulled the trigger at the same time as he dodged.

A policeman who was hiding here and wanted to sneak attack had not reacted yet, and saw a flash of fire, and then he no longer had any consciousness.

The policeman was hit by the spray gun at close range, and his upper body was smashed, and his head exploded like a watermelon, and his death was horrible.

In the corridor, the last gene warrior carried a heavy explosion-proof shield and walked slowly forward.

"Go to hell, bastards."

"Shit, you crazy bastards, die quickly!"

"Shoot them to death."

Several South Korean policemen shouted and shot wildly with pistols.

The bullets made dents on the heavy explosion-proof shield, and cracks as fine as melon filaments appeared inside the bulletproof glass above.

If it was replaced with a rifle, it would indeed be able to penetrate, but the low-speed bullets fired from a pistol were still a little less powerful.

The genetic warrior held the shield and stood it in the aisle when the police had finished firing a round of bullets and were busy changing bullets. Then he leaned out, holding an AK rifle, and pulled the trigger forward.

With only half a magazine, several policemen fell down. The 7.62mm bullets penetrated their bodies. If they were hit by a few shots with a pistol, they might still survive, but with a rifle, there was basically no such possibility, not to mention that the genetic warrior was still hitting the vital parts.

The three gene warriors of Xituang advanced all the way, killing almost all who stood in their way, and were unstoppable.

The police in the Police Headquarters Building were beaten to pieces. In front of the gene warriors, their so-called desperate efforts were just sacrifices in vain.

And the police who dared to fight were only a minority of the minority after all, and it was difficult to find one out of ten.

These South Korean police usually deal with various police situations, mostly trivial matters, fighting and brawling, and they don’t need guns at all. The training of gunmanship is also sparse and ordinary. At this critical moment, facing the gene warriors with heavy firepower, these South Korean police were scared.

There were also some police who resisted, who didn’t know the truth at all. They just knew that a gangster broke into the headquarters building, and they didn’t know what the enemy was configured.

When they thought it was just a knife-wielding gangster, facing the black muzzle of the gene warrior, it was too late to regret, and they were directly sent away by bullets.

The actions of the gene warriors were still restrained. They didn’t intend to expose their true identities now, otherwise if they showed their full strength, the police in the building would have been slaughtered long ago.

After simply clearing out the resistance, two genetic warriors stayed in the headquarters building to resist the subsequent police reinforcements.

And Xituang took Jin Changming to find the target this time.

"Where is your director?"

In a room, Xituang kicked the door and entered.

There were several trembling policemen inside, both men and women. When they saw Xituang, they screamed continuously.

"If you scream again, I will kill you."

Xituang's cold eyes swept over. In front of the cold muzzle of the gun, several policemen quickly covered their mouths, and there was a female police officer sobbing softly.

"We are clerks, please don't kill us."

There were female police officers crying, and there were male police officers who dared to answer. They were not equipped with guns and did not dare to resist at all.

"Where is your director? Take us up."

Xituang grabbed a male policeman at random and asked him to lead the way without saying anything.

The male police officer did not dare to resist at all and could only lead the way in fear.

There are more than ten floors in the police headquarters, and the director's position is on the eighth floor.

When Xituang went up, he didn't see anyone in the director's office.

"Sir, the target person is hiding in the toilet on the 12th floor."

At this time, a voice came from the intercom worn on Xituang's chest. Another genetic warrior seized the monitoring room of the police headquarters building and found the location of the Gwangju director.

Xituang took Jin Changming to the women's toilet on the 12th floor.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Si Tuang kicked open the closed toilet doors one by one. In the last compartment, a fat policeman with a big belly was hiding. He was the target of Xi Tuang.

"Boss of Xitu, he is Gwangju Director Park Dong-hyun."

Jin Changming quickly identified it. Even though he saw Park Dongxian with his own eyes at this time, he still couldn't believe it.

He actually forced his way into the headquarters building and fought his way up to capture the Gwangju Police Chief alive. He would never have dared to do something so outrageous in his wildest dreams.

Si Tuang dragged the other party's collar and pulled Park Dongxian, the Gwangju police chief, out of the compartment.

"Xipal, Assi, you brat, what do you want to do? I am the Gwangju Police Chief. If you touch me, I will be finished."

Park Dongxian kept struggling, with a look of horror on his face.

His brain was spinning wildly at this time, thinking about when he had offended such a strong man and actually wanted to force his way into the police headquarters building to do something to him.

But after much thought, he couldn't figure out what the problem was. There was no way he would risk offending such a crazy desperado!

"Park Dongxian, right? Who gave you the order to attack the Ronan faction and destroy the goods in the Ronan faction's warehouse?"

Situan knelt down and pulled out the dagger tied to his calf. The bright dagger reflected Situan's cold and cold eyes, making Park Dongxian shudder.

"Are you the Jacko Group?"

Park Dongxian seemed to understand something and guessed the origin of Xituang.

With a look of horror in his eyes, he finally understood who he had offended, and his whole body trembled with fat.

Uh-huh!

The Xituang dagger swiped across Park Dongxian's palm, and two fingers fell off.

"I'm the one asking and answering questions."

Park Dongxian screamed in pain like a slaughtering pig. He had no willpower at all, even worse than the gangster boss of the Yutai faction. Before Si Tuang could continue the torture, he cried and shouted: "It's the Li family, it's the Li family." What I was told to do is none of my business, I’m not trying to mess with your Jieke Group!”

"Li family, which Li family?"

Si Tuon frowned and raised the dagger again.

Jin Changming behind him heard the Li family, his face changed slightly, and he subconsciously said: "The Li family, is it the Li family of the Samsung Group?"

"Yes, yes, that's the Li family, the Li family. They called me that day and asked me to solve the Jieke Group's smuggling channels. They called me a large amount of money. Regarding their Li family's affairs, I am a small police department. How can I say no?"

Park Dongxian nodded repeatedly and explained everything.

"It's really the Li family."

When the speculation in his heart became reality, Jin Changming took a breath and looked shocked.

Because this name has an unparalleled power of shock to every South Korean.

Next to him, Si Tuang had already emptied Park Dongxian's life with a dagger. Even though the other party begged frantically for mercy and was willing to sacrifice all his wealth, Si Tuang didn't hesitate for even half a second.

"Samsung Li Family, I've heard of this name, the one that produces mobile phones and screens."

Si Tuang wiped the blood stains from the dagger on the clothes of Park Dongxian's body, put it back into his calf, and then stood up.

"It's not just that. They are involved in all walks of life in South Korea and are the largest and most powerful chaebol in our country."

Jin Changming was extremely shocked. As a South Korean, it was impossible not to know South Korea's Samsung Group and the Lee family that controlled this commercial aircraft carrier.

In South Korea, Samsung Group’s revenue is equivalent to 20% of South Korea’s GDP. Its business scope covers consumer electronics such as smartphones and televisions, components such as chips and lithium-ion batteries, clothing, hotels, resorts, and construction. , life insurance, advertising, shipbuilding, aviation and weapons technology.

Looking around the world, business giants like South Korea's Samsung Group are extremely rare. Their economy has completely hijacked South Korea, so South Korea is often nicknamed the Samsung Republic by the outside world.

If I have to use one sentence to describe the Samsung Group and its ubiquitous influence on South Korean society, it must be this sentence: South Koreans cannot live without three things in their lives: death, taxes and Samsung.

This shows how powerful the Samsung Group, a chaebol, and the Lee family that controls this chaebol are in South Korea.

They have truly shared weal and woe with the country, and can be described as a smooth president and an iron-clad three-star president.

As long as South Korea's political system remains unchanged, there will naturally be a living environment for the Samsung Group, and the Lee family can also act as the people behind the scenes to control South Korea's economy and politics and plunder the country's wealth.

Xituan was not from South Korea, so he disagreed and continued to walk outside.

"Boss Xitu, how about we stop here? That's the Li family."

Jin Changming had never been so scared. As a South Korean, the Lee family of Samsung was born with a mountain that they could not escape. He felt terrified from the bottom of his heart.

"What's wrong with the Li family? Do you have a good impression of the Li family?"

Si Tuon turned to look at him.

"No, no, but that is the Li family after all. They are different from ordinary companies. They are the largest chaebol in our country. Their influence penetrates into all aspects, just like your Jieke Group."

Jin Changming shook his head repeatedly. He naturally had no favorable impression of the Li family. Most South Koreans actually had no favorable impression of the Li family, but they had no choice but to squeeze their heads to join the Samsung Group.

"His three stars are worthy of comparison with us."

Xi Tuang suddenly turned his head and stared at Jin Changming, his eyes as cold as blades startled Jin Changming.

"Yes, yes, Samsung Group can't compare."

Jin Changming was afraid that Xi Tuang would shoot him, so he nodded hurriedly.

Xituang snorted coldly and said: "Before the arrival of the Jieco Group, our local people's lives were difficult. After the arrival of the Jieco Group, our lives have become more colorful and our lives are getting better day by day. Can the Samsung Group compare? "

"Well, that's really not possible."

Jin Changming thought about it and realized that this was really incomparable.

Because of the existence of Samsung Group, they have hijacked South Korea's economy and controlled the income of South Korean people.

Speaking of South Korea, it is a developed country, but from the perspective of food, we can find that kimchi is a treasure, and Chinese side dishes can be used as state banquets here.

Samsung Group suppresses people's income. As long as people's income is not enough to survive, they will have to work hard for food, clothing, housing and transportation throughout their lives.

The Samsung Group has a lot of wealth, so people must be controlled by them and contribute productivity to their work.

In this way, a balance is maintained, which will remain unchanged for hundreds of years and thousands of years. Use wealth to control the people and make them work for you throughout their lives.

Many South Koreans may not understand this truth, but entering the Samsung Group is their only choice, because the treatment of other companies is not as good as that of the Samsung Group. A large number of innovative companies with development opportunities have been suppressed and bankrupted by Samsung, eliminating competitors and not allowing them to As it develops, Samsung's position in South Korea will be irreplaceable.

"In addition, you also said one thing wrong. Jieke Group is not just a company."

Xi Tuang patted Jin Changming on the shoulder, looked at the police reinforcements coming outside, and sneered at the piercing sound of sirens: "Samsung Group is a chaebol and it's awesome, right? Come and see what it means to be a warlord." , Our Jieke Group is also very good at engaging in business wars, especially with chaebols. "

Jin Changming's brain felt like an electric shock, and his whole body was agitated. This sentence revealed the key to the problem.

"Just a beautiful, state-bred son of a bitch. Is this all you know about our Jieco Group?"

Xituang's eyes were a little disdainful. The beautiful country was afraid of them, let alone the Samsung Group. Jin Changming compared the Samsung Group with the Jieke Group, which made him feel that this was the worst insult the Jieke Group had ever received.

Jin Changming's eyes became clear at this time. He thought of the famous violent rule of the Kaka era of military dictators in South Korean history. As the saying goes, my name is Dou Hwan, the people who beat him screamed.

At that time, the plutocrats didn't dare to make any mistakes. They were as honest as sheep and were afraid of the military police's six sticks per second.

Thinking of this, Jin Changming quickly stood at attention with his legs crossed and shouted to Xitu Ang: "Boss Xitu, I yearn for the Jieke Group the most. To President Su, loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"

Jin Changming shouted three times in a row, with a respectful look on his face, for fear that Xi Tuang would have any objections to him.

A smile appeared on Si Tuang's lips, and he nodded: "Okay, follow us, it's time for us to leave."

"yes!"

The two went downstairs, got into the car with the other two genetic warriors, and drove out of the general administration building at high speed. Through superb driving skills and several car changes, they entered the densely populated shopping mall, shook off the pursuing police, and completed the task. Get away. (End of chapter)