Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1675: Chapter 1507 Temporary Retreat (Seeking Subscription!)

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Lee Joon-seok smiled along.

Led the way out.

Four subordinates followed behind, imagining police officers possibly jumping out at any moment. In South Korea, attacking a prosecutor is a huge crime. Luckily, he was clever and threw away the weapons.

Avoided...

Hmm?

Entered the living room.

Looked around.

Lee Joon-seok didn’t see the imagined gun barrels.

Looking at the prosecutor again, he was scarily calm, as if everything was in his hands. Lee Joon-seok’s imagination kicked in again, glancing at the main gate they entered.

Right.

Exactly.

There must be an ambush outside.

As for why they didn’t come in, perhaps they wanted to ask him questions. After all, he had thrown away the ’weapons’, only in legal terms ’eliminating the evidence’. It’s doubtful the prosecutor would believe that.

However.

According to South Korean law.

If there are no weapons and no attack behavior, the prosecutor cannot charge him with any major crimes.

Therefore.

Lee Joon-seok wasn’t worried in that regard.

"I... I..." he didn’t know what to say.

"Stop."

The young prosecutor raised his head and casually called for a stop. Lee Joon-seok’s feet slightly trembled. Not being afraid of being convicted was one thing, but being targeted by such a prosecutor would make future days difficult.

"Are you trying to say you just came in to steal something?"

Upon hearing this.

Lee Joon-seok’s face changed. noveldrama

"We indeed..."

Didn’t finish.

Again interrupted by the prosecutor raising his hand: "Forget it, I’m too lazy to listen to your explanation. For your own good, it’s best to leave quickly. Otherwise, the way things develop will be beyond your imagination."

"We can leave?" Lee Joon-seok was incredulous.

"Don’t want to leave?"

"No, no, no, we’ll go, we’ll go..." Lee Joon-seok began to understand why this person accomplished so many big things. It was this unflinching demeanor that made people feel terrified.

Saying this.

He led his subordinates to the door.

Opened the door.

???

Why were there no gun barrels?

At this moment.

Lee Joon-seok suddenly realized that this prosecutor might be scaring them. Yet, even if it was just intimidation, he didn’t dare to turn around and continue the task, knowing that they knew him, there would be follow-up measures.

Not sure what the follow-up would be.

But.

It definitely wouldn’t end so easily.

"Big brother, this..."

"Go."

Gritting his teeth.

Lee Joon-seok walked out, his heart was pounding. Impulsiveness is the devil, do not act impulsively, constantly warning himself, turning around would lead to endless disaster.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

At this moment.

The mobile phone vibrated.

Lee Joon-seok was startled, took a look, and almost dropped it from being so shocked.

"Bro."

"Did it succeed?"

"No... no, it didn’t."

"Didn’t?"

"Hurry back, a new task is up, succeed it, and it’s more money than this."

"Really?"

"I’ll send you the target information later, remember, don’t mess up this time."

"Got it."

At this moment, Lee Joon-seok felt complicated, not overthinking whether there’s a problem inside.

Hung up the phone.

He and his subordinates left.

Soon after.

A text message showed an address, the content was simple, eliminate a man in a room at the address, which wasn’t a wealthy area, just a civilian house.

"Let’s go."

Came downstairs.

Found the weapons.

Drove towards the destination.

...

On the other side.

Kim Chanyu hung up the phone with a smile.

He was the big brother mentioned by Lee Joon-seok.

The task.

Didn’t expect it to be so easy.

"Yes, just finished." He called the upper-level employer, although unaware of why they contacted him, he dared not ignore the words of these consortium people, otherwise, the consequences would be severe.

In the past.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say South Korea was controlled by the conglomerates.

Several major chaebols.

Produced more than half of South Korea’s GDP; the more money, the more voice they gained in South Korea’s upper class, heavily penetrated, with conglomerates being undisputed entities in Korea.

The South Korean government was just a mouthpiece.

Yet.

Over the past year, a subtle change has been happening. The chaebols’ voice has been challenged from various sides, including local public opinion and the rise of a new youth faction within the government.

Originally.

These people couldn’t shake the chaebols.

However.

The Prosecutor’s Office started to exert pressure, seizing the opportunity amidst the chaebols’ internal conflicts for various reasons, and with just a few levers, shifted the large chessboard. By now, the chaebols haven’t lost much economically, but personnel matters were another story.

In the struggle.

Many critical chaebol members were imprisoned.

The evidence was conclusive.

Mutually incriminating.

It’s made the whole landscape a mess, and from what he knew, American capital daddy once mediated, but later withdrew without reason, leaving unresolved efforts in the dark.

In short.

A dense fog remains.

A camel even when thin is larger than a horse. Chaebols today are not what they once were, but what’s left of their power shouldn’t be underestimated.

"Got it, are they still above?"

"Yes."

Kim Chanyu said.

"Hmm, nothing more for you."

With that.

The call was disconnected.

Kim Chanyu hummed a tune, delighting in the thought of his little fortune growing. Suddenly, a text message came in, and upon reading, Kim Chanyu’s face changed, showing it read.

"Lay low, someone wants to silence you."

Just one sentence.

Kim Chanyu believed it because it came from his insider, just a small Ma Zi following the conglomerates, frequently delivering him information. If he sent a text message, it must indeed be something.

"Bastards, they actually want to silence me." Kim Chanyu cursed out loud.

It turned out.

There really was an issue.

If they hired professional assassins daring to silence him, these chaebols would be in serious trouble. For a professional killer organization, if killed by the target it was one thing, but if killed by the employer,

The conglomerates wouldn’t sleep well.

Ambushing assassins.

The conglomerates would potentially face industry-wide hostility.

Indeed.

The weaker.

The easier it is to become a pawn, a sacrificial pawn.

"Damn."

Packing up his things.

Kim Chanyu immediately drove towards his ’safe house’, a secret base only he knew for survival purposes, especially given the current situation.

To avoid exposing his location, he didn’t bring any subordinates.

The more dangerous, the safer it might be.

This is in the suburbs.

The safe house wasn’t even a kilometer away in a straight line.

Recalling the call with Lee Joon-seok just now.

"Bro."

"Did it succeed?"

"Succeeded, the prosecutor has been electrocuted, we are preparing to leave."

"Good."

"What next?"

"What about the scene?"

"Cleaning up."

"Five minutes, clean up and leave immediately."

"Understood."

Kim Chanyu pondered.

At this time.

The subordinates should have left. If they hadn’t, perhaps... thinking of this, Kim Chanyu could only say sorry, in this line, keeping his own life was paramount, and Lee Joon-seok and his men were merely ’expendables’.