Chapter 483: Your life is mine!

Seoul, Gangnam.

A certain manor villa with magnificent grounds.

Getting off the Cadillac, Zhang Cheng turned around and said, "Zhongda, send this car for repairs!"

"Yes, President!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jin Zhongda hurriedly nodded.

But in the next second, Jin Zhongda said, "President, that man seems very dangerous!"

"Of course he's dangerous. After all, that guy eliminated a squad of the Taibai Camp!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng squinted. Because Chi Dongcheol's skills could already rival his captain, Che Tae-sik.

He wondered, if the two of them fought, who would win?

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Alright, you don't need to worry about such things. Go!"

"Goodnight, President!"

Bowing as he left, Jin Zhongda drove the car away.

Entering the villa, Zhang Cheng met Cheng Chunxiang head-on.

Seeing her wearing pajamas and holding a water cup, Zhang Cheng asked, "Not asleep yet?"

"Oh, still working on the personnel plan!"

Revealing a smile, Cheng Chunxiang explained.

Because the Far East Group's ten-year expansion plan had now established companies large and small.

Through the financial power of the Far East Seoul Bank, every industry their company entered allowed them to obtain massive investments.

However, the disadvantage of this was also very obvious: the personnel were uneven, requiring stricter management.

This was also the reason why Cheng Chunxiang had a headache.

Because as a director of the head office, she needed to be responsible for the personnel operations of the companies below.

"If there aren't enough hands, recruit from Far East. After all, compared to excellent talent, we don't have as much as they do over there!"

Explaining to Cheng Chunxiang, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Do you want me to keep you company?"

"No need, thank you. Moon Dong-eun is watching!"

Refusing Zhang Cheng with a face full of smiles, Cheng Chunxiang blinked at the back.

Watching Cheng Chunxiang with a twitching mouth, Zhang Cheng also saw Moon Dong-eun staring at him!

Sighing helplessly, Zhang Cheng could only take off his suit jacket and say, "People, it's better to be devoted in this life!"

"You should say that to yourself!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng happily, Cheng Chunxiang couldn't help but smile.

Seoul High Prosecutors' Office.

The three slackers sitting in the office were chatting idly.

After all, with no major cases appearing, their special task force was equivalent to a "retirement" department.

However, Zhang Cheng was still very clever; he usually borrowed some cases from other teams to complete.

Usually, the people below wrote the documents, and Zhang Cheng signed them—it was that simple. After all, if they caught the wrong person, it wasn't his responsibility!

Furthermore, Zhang Cheng only handled criminal cases—the kind where ironclad evidence was laid out before you, and you had to die whether you confessed or not!

"Prosecutor, look at this news. The murderer is actually an agent!"

Pointing at the television before him, Ma Seok-do, who was eating potato chips to the side, couldn't help but speak up.

After hearing Ma Seok-do's words, Zhang Cheng also hurriedly lifted his head.

But when he saw the murderer on the news, Zhang Cheng was stunned and said, "Isn't this Chi Dongcheol?"

"You know him?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Ma Seok-do and Yin Zhiyou were both dumbfounded.

Because the status gap between these two people was just too large; how could they possibly know each other?

One was a chaebol himself, the representative of "justice" at the Seoul Prosecutors' Office, with a prominent family background and a bright future; the other was an agent, also from the North, and currently a murder suspect. These two "know" each other?

"I served in the military back then too! Special forces, annihilation operative!"

Looking at the two with a smile, Zhang Cheng raised the 'Fatty Happy Water' (Coke) in his hand and said, "He was the one who escaped from our hands at the time!"

"Ah!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, Ma Seok-do and Yin Zhiyou were both stunned. What kind of plot was this? Did the director take the wrong script?

Why would someone who had been an agent and was also a chaebol come to be a prosecutor? Was he complaining that life was too dull?

"What kind of expression is that? Is it very strange that I'm a prosecutor?"

Looking at the two with a face full of confusion, Zhang Cheng spread his hands and asked.

"It's too strange! It's completely abnormal, okay?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Ma Seok-do hurriedly explained.

"No wonder you can fight so well, so that's why!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with sudden realization, Yin Zhiyou finally knew why he dared to "hammer" Zhang Jingzhe head-on.

Because with Zhang Cheng's resume, let alone Zhang Jingzhe, even if the Peninsula's God of War, Yi Sun-sin, came, it wouldn't be enough to watch!

And if one were to really rank by seniority, if Zhang Cheng went to Liaodong, Li Chengliang as Regional Commander would be able to enter the tent, but he wouldn't be able to sit at the front, and Li Rusong would have to stand at the door. As for Yi Sun-sin, let alone entering the tent, whether he could even enter the military camp was a problem; to enter the military camp, he would need his superior, Chen Lin, and at the time, he served as a Canjiang of the Great Ming Divine Machine Seven Camps, a Third Rank official!

Zhang Cheng: He has people above him, but I have no one left above me!

Watching the expressions of Yin Zhiyou and Ma Seok-do, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cover his face.

Because they would never know a man's desire to "enter the department"!

But just then, Zhang Cheng's phone suddenly rang.

Picking up his phone, Zhang Cheng looked at the unknown caller ID and immediately smiled, "Figured it out?"

"I need help!"

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Walking through the crowd, Chi Dongcheol looked left and right, searching for his pursuers.

"No problem, but afterward, your life is mine!"

Speaking with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"I want to find my daughter. Her whereabouts are in the hands of Jin Seok-ho!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Chi Dongcheol couldn't help but purse his lips.

Because the only person he could trust right now was Zhang Cheng, who had once let him go.

Hearing Chi Dongcheol's condition, Zhang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Alright, deal!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng tapped the table with a smile, because he had gotten another tool-man; it was truly a nice day!

But just then, Yin Zhiyou and Ma Seok-do asked in astonishment, "Prosecutor, you didn't make some kind of deal with him, did you?"

"Is there a problem with that? Anyway, he didn't kill the person!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng explained.

"Didn't he? But the news clearly said it was him..."

Pointing at the television, Ma Seok-do was shocked, because this was already ironclad!

"Agents killing people don't need guns; that's the method with the least technical content!"

Speaking with a calm face, Zhang Cheng backhanded a pen from the table, which then directly pierced through the wall and stuck into it.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Ma Seok-do and Yin Zhiyou, who were gasping for air, were both stunned.

Because was this still a human?

"Ma Seok-do, pull the pen out, and by the way, find someone to come over and patch the wall. Report it to the public account; I'm going out for a bit!"

Patting Ma Seok-do on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng smiled.

And watching Zhang Cheng, Ma Seok-do said in astonishment, "No, that, I..."

"You write the report, I'll sign it—it's that simple. I'll treat you all to a meal tonight!"

Raising the corners of his mouth with a smile, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and left.

Because for him, helping Chi Dongcheol was very simple; he just needed to handle Jin Seok-ho.

As for other troubles, those were simply not in Zhang Cheng's considerations.

The one sentence he believed in most was: if martial force is insufficient, then refer to the Thirty-Six Stratagems; but if the firepower is sufficient, then wash the ground with artillery shells!

The people who came out of Mang Village all practiced: smash it for me!

Mang Village: But your surname is Zhang!

Zhang Cheng: The surname of the Heavenly Emperor, is there a problem?

Ding Xiu:...

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