LBOT-2

There was an endless line in the church yard where the free lunch room was set up, and people gathered around the blue table as soon as the seats were empty.

One of the volunteers was captured on camera by Reporter Zheng Fanxing’s camera, which was filming here and there.

The man in the green apron was a handsome man who stood out from afar. He was tall, well-built, and smiled sympathetically at people.

“He is handsome.”

Reporter Guo Cheng, who was eating ice cream next to him, looked over.

“Wang Yibo?”

“Who would think that man is a gangster. When you look at the shell, you can tell he’s more than just an actor, right?”

“If there is one thing that distinguishes him from other actors, it must be that he actually cuts people off.”

Reporter Zheng Fanxing took his gaze away from the camera and looked back at his senior reporter Guo Cheng.

“Did you see it?”

“Do I have to see it to know? Everyone knows that his business is a gangster company. You know that a member of the National Assembly committed suicide three years ago and was found dead, right? That’s all-,”

“You’ve worked hard.” A man appeared between the two people who were secretly chatting and handed them a vitamin drink.

The man smiled as brightly as he could, but his eyes and the energy he exuded were unusual.

On the back of the man’s hand, there were numerous small scars that even years couldn’t erase.

“I look forward to your article. We are doing a lot of GOOD THINGS.”

The man made eye contact with reporter Guo Cheng and gave emphasis to the word ‘good things’.

Reporter Guo Cheng, who was nervous, grabbed two drinks quickly and responded with a forced smile.

The man in front of him was a secretary working under Wang Yibo. In terms of the rank of the secretarial organization, the horse would be about the right arm.

What was his name… Li Bowen?

Li Bowen, who appeared out of nowhere and handed him a drink, nodded and then disappeared.

Reporter Guo Cheng lowered his voice towards reporter Zheng Fanxing.

“Hey, did he just hear that?”

“What if he heard it? It’s not like I made up some nonsense.”

Reporter Guo Cheng subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Am I sweating? Did it seem obvious that I was nervous?”

“Why are you so scared? Who would kill you?”

At the mention of killing him, reporter Guo Cheng stared at the drink in his hand. If he throws it away, they might see it, and he feels uncomfortable at the thought of drinking it.

While he was thinking about it, reporter Zheng Fanxing, who was standing next to him, opened the lid and drank it. He reached out his hand to stop him, but he had already drunk it all.

“Hey. Why are you drinking that? I suspected there was something in it.”

Reporter Zheng Fanxing pointed to Wang Yibo, who was serving with a smile. Li Bowen, who had just handed over the drink to them, was standing next to him, and Wang Yibo, who was listening, was staring at reporter Zheng Fanxing and reporter Guo Cheng.

Surprised, reporter Guo Cheng quietly turned his back and called reporter Zheng Fanxing.

“Damn it. Why is he looking here?”

“Well, I’m curious as well.”

Reporter Zheng Fanxing sipped his drink and nodded his head in gratitude.

Wang Yibo smiled politely and handed out food to the people in line once more.

When he made eye contact with the homeless one by one, smiled, and even shook hands with those who occasionally reached out his hand, he was like a politician.

“Fuck it, it’s dirty.”

Wang Haikuan, who took off his glasses, squeezed plenty of alcohol on his hands and rubbed them again.

He held his hand to receive gratitude from the homeless for making the meal. He even washed it clean with water, but the uncomfortable feeling did not disappear.

“They’re like cockroaches. They just rush in because they’re happy that we’re giving them food for free.”

He spits on the ground and pulls a cigarette from his pocket.

A subordinate standing nearby quickly came over and lit the fire. He inhaled a cigarette and exhaled it in the stuffy air.

Despite the fact that it was May, the weather was scorching.

There was a lot of talk on TV about this summer being the worst heat wave ever, but in someways, the same news always came out around this time.

A little farther away, his younger brother Wang Yibo was taking pictures with the volunteers.

Haikuan smiled mockingly as he saw his brother pretending to be a good person. Disgusting bastard.

After taking pictures, he said goodbye to the volunteers, then took off his apron and handed it to the subordinate standing next to him.

They then talked for a while before walking to Haikuan’s place.

They drew everyone’s attention with their nearly height, strong skeleton, and Western-style body shape.

The shirt’s sleeves were folded to reveal a solid forearm, and the shape of the muscles changed with each arm movement.

That was why women drool to see what they do. He was such bad luck.

Wang Yibo, who had approached him, took bottled water and moistened his throat.

“Aren’t you good at acting? You can be an actor at this point.”

Wang Yibo threw the bottle of water he had drank into the trash can when Haikuan was sarcastic.

“Stop shaming people when you’re being sarcastic. I went to the reporter earlier.”

His tone was a little cooler, as it was one tone lower than the average person’s.

“Reporter? Who?”

Yibo took out a cigarette, lit it, and cast an oblique glance at Haikuan.

Wang Haikuan, who wears glasses, escorted his mother’s looks. Besides, he always had a frown on his forehead, which made him nervous.

When he exhaled cigarette smoke on that face, the wrinkles deepened between his eyebrows.

Haikuan coughed at the rising cigarette smoke with his hand and cursed.

“And please, smile a little in front of people. It’s not like someone will hit you if you smile.”

“That’s your specialty. You smile as much as you want.”

Wang Yibo smoked a cigarette and flicked it forward.

“Let’s get over this. You have to be on the same page with your hands and mouth to eat.”

Haikuan’s eyes widened as he heard those words.

Although they have different mothers, he couldn’t help but be offended by his eight years younger brother teaching him regularly.

He beat him upside down to repent of his mistake when he was younger, but it was difficult to do so after he grew taller and bigger.

He pondered the last time he has beaten Wang Yibo.

Maybe when he was in first grade.

Even then, for some reason, there were shouts and merciless foot stomping on him.

But that day was different.

Wang Yibo, who was being beaten, grabbed the knife the housekeeper was holding and shoved it into Haikuan’s side, so he had to be taken to the emergency room.

Sometimes he remembers that moment. Wang Yibo was clearly smiling.

[If you hit me one more time, Brother, it’ll be your heart next.]

Wang Haikuan and his gangster brothers have grown up without a drop of blood on their hands since childhood.

Wang ShenHai, his father, ate, drank, and got drunk in the fertile land he had cultivated, and there was no way to fight a stronger man without being trampled on.

However, Wang Yibo was different. Even though he grew up the same way, he became violent and cunning like a person who always craved blood.

Despite making enemies everywhere, his work was neatly done, and he remained loyal to his father, Chairman Wang.

That irritated Haikuan as well.

As he recalled the old memories for a moment and ruined his mood, Haikuan’s wife, Zhou Ann, who finished greeting the volunteers, walked with a dignified step.

Unlike usual, looking at her neatly tied hairstyle and makeup, Haikuan snorted again this time. There were other actors here as well.

“You did a great job, honey. Young master, as well.”

“Sister-in-law did most of the hard work. You look more beautiful today.”

She smiled and covered her mouth as she heard her brother-in-law’s compliment.

Haikuan, who was standing nearby, smirked once more. She was having a good time.

Zhou Ann fixed her gaze and stared for a while, but Haikuan pretended not to see and turned away.

Then Li Bowen approached cautiously with a cell phone.

“Sir. I think you should answer the phone.”

Wang Yibo answered the phone call. Life appeared in his eyes for a brief moment while he was listening to the other person and then disappeared.

“I’m leaving, so get it under control.”

Yibo handed over his cell phone after finishing the call and instructed Li Bowen.

“Bring the car. I’m leaving right now.”

When Ann disappeared immediately, Haikuan asked out of curiosity.

“Where are you going?”

Yibo smiled coldly.

“Our younger brother caused an accident. That is also very big.”

Oh, that jerk. Haikuan spat out the curse words first, without hesitation.

They had a half-brother, who was a pain in the family.

The guy, who has just turned 20, has been involved in the nightlife, but more recently has been involved in drugs and has frequently caused scandals.

“Brother, I will go first. See you at the dinner meeting tomorrow. Go home safely, both of you.”

After saying farewell politely, Yibo walked to his car which was parked in the church’s backyard.

The smile on his smiling face completely disappeared and he became cold like an ice cube.

Bowen, who had been waiting, opened the rear seat door and immediately moved to the driver’s seat.

“Who is injured?”

“Six people have minor injuries and one is unconscious. There was a fight before stabbing with a knife. Fortunately, Legislator Zhou’s son was not seriously injured.”

Yibo spits a short curse and then instructed Bowen.

“Call Legislator Zhou. Tell him I’ll see him in the evening.”

“What are you going to do with the unconscious friend?”

“Get rid of him. It would be a headache when he wakes up.”

“Yes.”

His fingers on the armrest moved as if he was planning a disaster. His moving fingers stopped, and their gazes met in the mirror.

“No. Keep him alive for the time being.”

If he keeps him alive, he’ll be useful later.

The car started and Yibo’s gaze was drawn out the window.

A fight broke out after several people hung out, drank, and used drugs, and they were taken to the hospital.

If he looked at it, there was no one innocent there, so it didn’t matter if anyone died. It was the same with Wang Haoxuan.

It was just annoying that he had more work to do.

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A bag of money spread out on the floor was full of dollars.

Kim Joon’s gaze, who had been organizing it and sharing it, shifted to Xiao Zhan, who was sitting at the table.

He’s been staring at a picture since he arrived. It was a new request from Alan.

“Are you really going to do it?”

Xiao Zhan remained silent.

The man in the picture wearing a black suit and a black tie was close to expressionless. He wondered what it was.

A face in a Western magazine. To be exact, underwear commercial?

The features that overflowed with testosterone were quite strong, clear, and fierce for Asians.

Kim Joon, who was watching, got up from his seat and came to the table.

“I asked if you were going to do it.”

Xiao Zhan turned the picture around and showed it to Kim Joon.

“Handsome, right? Don’t you think it will be fun to kill him?”

“Well.”

“He is twenty-nine, doesn’t he seem a lot older? He looked so old.”

“So are you going to do it?”

Xiao Zhan nodded his head.

“I have to. It’s ten times the previous price.”

Kim Joon sat down and spoke with a solemn expression.

“I don’t mind at all. It’s fine to kill him, but you need to go into that house and get some items.”

As expected, conditions were added as the amount was large.

He would have been less concerned about killing a person in normal circumstances, but after killing the man, he needed to retrieve an item from a hidden safe.

That was the transaction’s condition.

Kim Joon took the picture and looked into the man’s face. He asked a friend to conduct a thorough investigation into the man.

Wang ShenHai was the leader of the Lanling faction, a former ruling gang in China. Wang ShenHai married a politician’s daughter, expanded his business, and became an entrepreneur. Of course, he still rules the underworld behind the scenes.

He has been married twice more since then, and he has three sons and a daughter. His three sons worked for the company, and his daughter was a doctor.

Wang Yibo, the man in the photo, was the most likely successor of the three.

Kim Joon worked in this field and met all kinds of people, so he could make an assessment just by looking at him.

The eyes and the aura emanating from him were dangerous, and Kim Joon’s keen intuition told him to avoid it this time.

Moreover, according to sources, this was not the first attempt to assassinate Wang Yibo.

They all failed, and none of them survived.

But, as usual, Xiao Zhan dismissed it as insignificant.

“I’m different. I’m the best.”

“I know. But what if you’re in danger?”

“I’m going to die.”

“Don’t say it lightly. What is your dream?”

When he heard the word “dream,” Xiao Zhan closed his mouth.

He intended to leave this job when he reached the age of 30. He also considered the island where he planned to spend the rest of his life. A deserted island where no one lives.

Since there were so many enemies around, it would be convenient to go there. He must find a beautiful wife, raise children, build a house, farm, and live comfortably.

He’d never teach his child to shoot a gun.

“Let’s discuss it when I get back. Let’s take care of this man first.”

Xiao Zhan took out a Zippo lighter from his pocket and lit the photos and documents.

Wang Yibo’s face was distorted and seemed angry in the photo. He wondered if he would look like this when he died.

He was a little excited about it. He laughed and tossed it in the garbage.

The burned pictures quickly turned into a handful of ashes and disappeared.

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It was evening and the sun was slowly setting when the black car arrived at the Mengshi mansion after a two-hour drive.

This property belonged to his father, Chairman Wang, and it was primarily used as a playground by his youngest son, Wang Haoxuan and his friends.

When he opened the front door, he saw people cleaning the pool.

While removing the flesh and bloodstains that had fallen here and there, they saw Wang Yibo and immediately got up to greet him.

Accidents like this were not uncommon, and it was always their responsibility to follow up.

“You’ve worked hard.”

As he stepped on the stone steps and climbed up, he heard a shout from the inside before he even reach the front door.

There was swearing and the sound of objects being smashed. It was clear how things were progressing.

He still has some energy, so he must be running around like a lunatic, which was unusual for him.

Yibo turned around and asked Bowen.

“If I kill that bastard, will the old man shed bloody tears?”

Bowen didn’t answer. Whether it was serious or not, he could do it himself.

“No. It’s not yet time. Even if he died, I’d only be relieved if the old man died as well.”

A smile spreads across Yibo’s face and then disappears as if he really imagined killing Haoxuan.

When he opened the door and went inside, as expected, the situation in front of him was a mess. The blood that fell on the floor and the unidentified flesh gave off a terrible fishy smell.

Wang Yibo took a deep breath. Hmm, smells good.

A thick layer of blood clings to the sole of his shoe and drips off with each step.

When the assembled subordinates saw Yibo, they quickly dispersed, and Wang Haoxuan appeared. He was covered in blood, holding an awl and swinging it around like a lunatic.

“Get out! Get out of here, you jerks! Do you want to die? Do you know who I am?”

He had no idea who he was or where he was, so he reasoned that it would be best to teach him directly.

As Yibo stepped closer, Wang Haoxuan blazed even more and swung his awl.

“Get out! Get out of here, you fucking bastard! Get out! I’ll kill you if you don’t leave!”

Yibo grabbed Haoxuan’s wrist while avoiding the tip of the flying awl and twisted it until it made a clunking sound.

Aww! The shriek that seemed to break was short-lived.

Yibo took the awl that Haoxuan was holding and shoved it into his temple.

Haoxuan couldn’t even breathe properly after the blow and shrugged his shoulders. His legs loosened and he tried to sit down, but Yibo grabbed his hair and forced him to stand up again.

With his eyes closed, he scraped his awl down slowly. As flesh was ripped apart, blood was dripping down and staining the shoes.

Wang Haoxuan trembled like a newborn calf as if he couldn’t bear the pain even while drunk.

“Ahhh… UUuh…!”

He couldn’t stand the pain and grabbed Yibo’s arm, a low warning voice then rang out.

“Just put your hand on it. It’ll be your eyes next.”

Wang Haoxuan was unable to move and simply kept his mouth shut. In pain, tears welled up in his eyes, and the whites of his eyes turned red.

He could now see the man in front of him clearly. His eyes sunk even deeper as he saw him smile like the devil.

“Bro-, Brother. Th, tha, that,”

“Can you see me clearly now?”

“Ye, yeah…”

When Yibo applied more force, the tip of the awl arched inward and went in.

In the agony of his broken bones, Haoxuan couldn’t even groan, and his mouth was open like a fish.

A creepy smile crossed Yibo’s face as he watched his half-brother struggling in pain.

“You should always answer politely, okay?”

“Ye… Yes…”

The awl that was crushing the bones fell out at that moment, as did the strong hand that was holding the hair.

Haoxuan let out a breath he had been holding back and sat down on the floor. The pain was still there, but fear and shame arrived at the same time.

Yibo was looking down at Haoxuan when he heard a sound from the front door. When Yibo turned around, he saw a guest who had just arrived and smiled.

“You’re late.”

The gray-haired man was the secretary of Haoxuan’s mother, Su She.

His gaze fell to Haoxuan, who had fallen to the floor and was bleeding, and his face soon darkened.

“You went too far.”

“I’ll hear my father reprimanding separately at tomorrow’s meal.”

“Sir.”

“Say it.”

“You shouldn’t hurt your family for any reason.”

One of Yibo’s eyebrows rose crookedly at the word “family”.

The more he thought about it, the more he despised the word.

Family. Family… Family. Change it to a fake.

He licked the tip of the awl with his tongue while hiding his true feelings and smiling at him.

Secretary Su She’s eyes trembled in response to the action.

Yibo rolled the blood around in his mouth with his tongue to taste it before spitting it on the floor.

“That’s strange. If blood is thicker than water, why does it taste so bland in my mouth?”

“Sir, if you do this again next time-,”

“What if I do this again?”

A cold stare fell on him. Secretary Su She took a brief pause before taking a half-step back and bowing his head.

“I stepped over the line. I apologize.”

“As expected, you’re quick to grasp the situation. Otherwise, this would have been stuck in Secretary Su She’s head by now.”

Wang Yibo laughed and tossed the awl to the ground. “Yeah, it was a clever joke, so don’t be offended.”

Secretary Su She disliked Wang Yibo but was unable to express his feelings. Because it was true that Wang Haoxuan was involved in a major accident this time.

Although not in critical condition, one of the injured parties was the son of a politician, and it was understandable that he was upset because it was Wang Yibo’s sole responsibility to settle the situation.

“Then I’ll get going. Clean up the mess. Just like you always do.”

Yibo looked back. Haoxuan remained overwhelmed in his seat. Yibo gave him a very kind smile.

“You’re so cute when you’re calm. Now, you look like my younger brother.”

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