"Brother Chang-soo, we have been waiting downstairs for a while, and we haven't seen the shadow of the woman named Song Ji-hyo. She doesn't seem to be back?"

"Wait a little longer, it will always appear. Please wait patiently!" Bai Changzhuyin's test voice came from the phone, "You must keep it for me, I will prepare the money..."

"I know, I will be optimistic about it!" He hung up Bai Changzhu's phone call, but there was no sense of respect. He glanced at the brothers who were a little impatient around him. He waved his hand and said, "It's true, find a barbecue stall and we'll wait while eating..."

Just like the older generation of black gangs sighed at the time, the black gangs now have long lost their loyalty, and only money and interests.

...

After hanging up Song Ji Hyo's slightly worried phone call, An Jae-sing called another phone number without hesitation, "Hey, Brother Dahai..." After years of precipitation, An Jae-sing became more and more steady, so it was impossible for him to see the trap so stupidly and jump into it without any preparation.

Since he met Bai Changshu in a bar last time, he has begun to pay attention to it silently. The other party's half-black and entangled black and gang-up relationships made An Jae-sing secretly alert, but as this period of time still nothing happened, he still relaxed his vigilance.

"It's better not to make any trouble for me, otherwise!" On the way to Song Ji Hyo's house, An Jae-sing prayed silently in her heart. The pale fingers holding the steering wheel tightly reflected on his cold face, which seemed particularly bone-bone. From the bones, he was still a child who grew up in the mountain. Even if he bites his teeth, he would win it back. How could he take it passively?

"Ah, Jae-Sing, what's wrong?" Perhaps it was because of the solemnity of An Jae-Sing's tone that made Song Dahai, who had originally planned to tease the other party, sit down with a serious expression. "What's wrong!" With the experience of A.1 over the past year, his indecisive personality has gradually become decisive.

"Prepare, something happened to Ji Hyo. If things get bigger, hold a press conference as soon as possible to clarify and try to downplay the matter..." Prepare for the future, An Jae-sing has already made the worst plan. Some things have to do with the black side. It will be difficult to figure out if it has something to do with it.

"Why, do you need someone to ask for help from me?" Hearing the seriousness of the matter from his words, Song Dahai immediately began to deal with it. What kind of thing should be done so quickly? This is the most serious thing since the establishment of the brokerage company.

"Brother. Do you still remember the Bai Changshu I told you about? "The black car holding the steering wheel was like a black shadow, walking through the busy Seoul road. The sky was gloomy, as if in my heart at this moment, An Zai-sing told the cause of the incident without hiding it.

"It's the agent of Quan Xiangyu," he had already guessed something, which made Song Dahai's originally heavy expression look more serious. His frown brows unconsciously reached out to touch his forehead. If things were like that, it would be difficult to deal with, if it had something to do with Hei.

Although in Korean movies, movies about black and gangs are widely praised by the people, it is not difficult to see that the people's views on black and gangs in South Korea are quite popular, but this is just like Ye Gong's good dragon. In fact, they still despise these criminals very much, so if an artist is related to these things, although there may not be any major events, the impact of personal image is certain.

Bai Changshu was sentenced to eight months in prison for intimidating Quan Sang-woo, but now he is able to establish his own agency without any trouble. If he had no relationship, no one would believe it.

"Just just now, Sister Ji Hyo called me and told me that some suspicious people were wandering around her apartment, looking for her..."

"Hiss~" Involuntarily let out a sound of air sucking, and the wrinkles between Song Dahai's brows became deeper and deeper. Now it is not just about being related.

Under the traffic light, An Zai-sing discussed the whole story with Song Dahai through the phone, while looking anxiously at the traffic light in front of him. This was an intersection. Walking forward was in the direction of Song Ji-hyo's apartment. The red light lit up and he stepped on the accelerator, "So brother, I want..."

The sound of An Zaixing on the phone stopped abruptly. Just when Song Dahai was confused, the violent brake sound suddenly came from the other end of the phone, causing him to stand up from the seat suddenly. He began to shout to the phone in a hurry, "Hey, Zaixing, Zaixing!! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you!"

"..." The only response to him was the silence of the phone as if it was dead. An uneasy feeling permeated Song Dahai's heart. He grabbed the phone's fingers and held them tightly, and he had no time to pay attention to the documents flipped on the desk. Don't have any trouble.

...

"...Oh" put down the phone in his hand decadently. Song Ji-hyo looked at the number that was still busy, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious. He began to secretly blame himself for calling An Jae-sing. If something happened to the other party accidentally...

"Oh, Song Ji Hyo, what are you thinking? How could something happen to Jae-Shi!" She cursed herself in her heart and thoughts. Song Ji Hyo shook her head and swept the disguised clothes she prepared next to her. The group of people in the apartment still had no intention of leaving, so she started to make up her mind if it really didn't work, just pretend to run out like this. She must not let An Jae-Shi come like this.

Carefully lurked to the window and looked down with the curtains. Under the dark night, the whole apartment was as quiet as if there were no people. Even the group of people who were wandering in the community just now seemed to have left, but under the warning of the familiar guard uncle Song Ji-hyo knew that they did not leave but quietly hid in a place they could not see.

Later, through the understanding, Song Ji Hyo realized how lucky he was to be rescued by An Jae-sing when he met Bai Changshu. Judging from the other party's background, he was a person with a serious criminal record. Later, even his artist senior Quan Sang-woo had a breakup, and Bai Changshu was even accused of intimidating others and was sentenced, which was enough to show the other party's background.

Song Ji Hyo, who was hiding at home, became more and more worried, finally felt a little unbearable. Although An Jae-sing had already told her to be careful on the phone, she still couldn't stop the worry that emerged in her heart. Before she knew it, she turned her eyes to the clothes beside her. If she had disguised herself, she wouldn't have been caught, right?
Chapter completed!