If I make you a prosecutor, are you going to be the president of South Korea?

Before Mian Zhenghe's dagger could even reach Li Chenghuan, he was sent flying backward at an even greater speed, his abdomen struck hard and he slammed against the wall with a dull thud.

next second.

puff!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Bang!

He couldn't even hold the knife in his hand, and it fell to the ground.

"Tsk, so this is the thug who kidnapped you?"

"You're quite clever, knowing to hide behind the door and launch a sneak attack, thinking I hadn't noticed you. If I hadn't been quite vigilant, you really would have succeeded."

Lee Seung-hwan had turned around at some point, looked at Mian Zhenghe lying on the ground with a pale face, and casually withdrew his long leg clad in leather shoes.

He had anticipated Mian Zhenghe's sneak attack as soon as he entered the room, so he dodged to the side as the knife was thrust at him.

As expected, Mian Zhenghe missed his target. The momentum of his forward charge made it difficult for him to turn around in an instant, and Li Chenghuan immediately seized the opportunity, kicking him hard in the chest.

Lee Seung-hwan's explosive power far surpasses that of professional combat athletes, and is even more powerful than that of world boxing champions.

One kick nearly killed Mian Zhenghe on the spot.

Fortunately, he was tough and resilient; even so, he had completely lost the strength to get up.

Li Chenghuan's kick just now probably hit his liver.

Anyone who frequently engages in violence knows that if someone's liver is hit, it can cause extreme pain or even immediate incapacitation.

Because the liver is surrounded by many nerves, when the liver is injured, the pain is transmitted to the entire nervous system within seconds.

A rapid heartbeat and rapid breathing will cause blood flow to become uncontrollable. In mild cases, this can lead to difficulty breathing and general weakness, while in severe cases, it can cause fainting on the spot. At the very least, it will take five minutes for the person to lose all resistance and become completely vulnerable to attack.

Take Mian Zhenghe, for example.

Having been on tenterhooks the whole time, Choi Yeon-soo couldn't hold back any longer when she saw the thug being subdued. She buried her face in Lee Seung-hwan's arms and burst into tears: "Waaah... Seung-hwan, I was so scared! This bastard held me at knifepoint and demanded a large sum of money, threatening to kill me and the child if I didn't pay. After you knocked on the door, he even told me to pretend no one was home to lure you in. I kept giving you signals, but I thought you didn't understand..."

Choi Yeon-soo, a woman, had never seen such a scene before. When she saw those two thugs kill her husband, she had nightmares for several days in a row. Today, the same thing almost happened to her and Lee Seung-hwan.

She was terrified.

Fortunately, Chenghuan noticed something was wrong and knocked down the thug.

She felt completely safe as long as she was with this man.

"It's alright, it's nothing. It was my oversight. I didn't expect anyone would try to take advantage of you." Lee Seung-hwan gently wiped away the tears from Choi Yeon-soo's eyes and comforted her.

At that moment, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mian Zhenghe had actually stood up shakily, and he was a little surprised: "You have quite a strong will, you can endure this level of pain."

After saying that, he stepped forward, kicked away the knife next to Mian Zhenghe's hand, and stomped on Mian Zhenghe's rough hand with his size 43 leather shoe, grinding it a couple of times. He said coldly, "Tell me, what's your name? Why did you come to kidnap my woman? Who sent you?"

Li Chenghuan crushed Mian Zhenghe's five fingers with the weight of his entire body using the leather shoe on his foot. The pain was so intense that he almost fainted.

He endured the pain, his fierce eyes fixed on Li Chenghuan, gritting his teeth and remaining silent, as if he wanted to remember this man's face forever and take revenge one day, chopping this kid into pieces and feeding him to the dogs!

"Oh, you've got quite a stubborn temper." Li Chenghuan wasn't going to tolerate him and kicked him right in the face. Mian Zhenghe rolled twice on the ground after being kicked and coughed up another mouthful of blood, this time mixed with a few teeth.

Lee Seung-hwan kicked him in the chin.

As a result, Mian Zhenghe's chin and the area around his lips were almost disfigured, a bloody mess, and looked horribly gruesome.

Even so, the burly man did not scream. He lay on the ground, like a ferocious, wounded wild beast, becoming even more savage.

Lee Seung-hwan smiled.

Excellent, as expected of the legendary War God of Yanbian.

This guy is as tenacious as a wild beast, cruel and bloodthirsty; once he sets his sights on someone, he won't give up until he's dead.

They have the right to be used by him.

Then, he said with a half-smile:

"Actually, I know your identity even if you don't tell me."

Mian Zhenghe remained silent on the ground, his eyes fixed on Li Chenghuan, as if he wanted to devour him.

Ignoring his gaze, Li Chenghuan continued:

"Your name is Mian Zhenghe, a native of Yanji, China. On the surface, you run a dog meat farm, but in reality, you are the head of a human smuggling organization. You also have a group of gangsters under your command, run casinos, lend money at high interest rates, collect debts, and sometimes even take on jobs that involve killing for money, right?"

Upon hearing this, Mian Zhenghe's expression clearly changed.

His eyes revealed surprise, doubt, and a hint of apprehension.

Lee Seung-hwan continued to mutter to himself, "I also know that you took on a murder mission. The mission was to come to South Korea and kill a man named Kim Sung-hyun. But to save trouble, you found a hapless guy named Kim Gu-nam from your hometown to do it. You lied to him and said you would give him 60,000 yuan after the job was done. In reality, you had no intention of letting him come back alive. This way, you could get the employer's money without spending a single penny."

"But with the mission deadline approaching and Kim Gu-nam still not calling you, it's as if he's vanished into thin air. You realize something's wrong and decide to come to South Korea yourself to complete the mission your employer assigned you—to kill Kim Sung-hyun—and then find Kim Gu-nam, question him about how he dared to stand you up, and then kill that kid while you're at it... right?"

Upon hearing Li Chenghuan's words, Mian Zhenghe's expression visibly changed. He could no longer remain calm and shouted, "Who are you?! How do you know all this?! You're not Jin Chengxian?!"

Mian Zhenghe had never seen a photo of Kim Sung-hyun.

He initially thought it was Li Chenghuan, so from the moment he entered the room, he planned to stab the kid to death so he could finish the mission and get the money as soon as possible.

But now, he realizes that this guy is not Kim Sung-hyun at all!

How could the real Kim Sung-hyun know these things?

"Damn it! That bitch dared to lie to me!"

Mian Zhenghe recalled the time when he held Cui Yanxiu hostage with a knife and asked her when her husband would be back. Cui Yanxiu replied that it would be in the evening.

Not long after she finished speaking, Lee Seung-hwan went upstairs.

Now it seems this guy is Choi Yeon-soo's lover?

Jian Mianzhenghe realized something was wrong.

Lee Seung-hwan sneered, "I can only tell you that someone told me everything about your identity and background before they died. Myeon Jung-hak, I am now formally arresting you as the chief prosecutor of the Seoul District Prosecutors' Office of the Republic of Korea. The charges against you are transnational murder of my South Korean citizens, kidnapping women to threaten and intimidate, and attempting to assassinate a prosecutor. If nothing unexpected happens, you will spend the rest of your life in a South Korean prison."

"Furthermore, because I find your unruly attitude extremely distasteful, I will use my connections to ensure you live like a dog in prison, without any dignity, and that you are driven to despair and suicidal every single day..."

The cold and ruthless words that came from Li Chenghuan's mouth immediately silenced Mian Zhenghe.

He spent all his time hunting geese, but unexpectedly, one of them pecked out his eye.

He's completely finished this time.

The thought of spending the rest of his life in prison filled even a fearless man like him with despair. Sometimes, losing freedom is far more terrifying than death.

Just when he was about to resign himself to his fate.

Li Chenghuan's voice rang out again: "On the other hand, I can tell at a glance that a desperado like you is capable of doing anything, good or bad."

"In that case, if you help me kill someone, I might consider letting you go this time."

"???"

Mian Zhenghe raised his head and looked at Li Chenghuan in disbelief. He hadn't expected things to turn around so quickly. This kid actually said he would let him go?

Lee Seung-hwan looked at him with disdain: "Surprised? You should be glad that your dog's life is still of use to me. Otherwise, do you think it's just a matter of being taught a lesson? Based on what you just did, I could shoot you dead right now. Assaulting a prosecutor is a serious crime in South Korea. Even if I kill you, at most I'll only get a punishment."

"Either you help me kill someone and regain your freedom afterward, or I'll send you to meet Kim Sung-hyun now. The choice is yours." Hearing Lee Seung-hwan's words, Mian Zhenghe fell silent again. He frowned slightly, considered for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Who do you want me to kill?"

"You really agree to let me go?"

"Do you think you're important, or that your worthless life is valuable? If it weren't for your decent skills and ruthlessness, you wouldn't even be of any use to me," Li Chenghuan sneered disdainfully.

"If you help me kill this person, I will not only let you go, but I will also give you a reward of 5 million won. How about it?"