Chapter 171 The Strange Qingsong Pavilion
“Bang!”
A loud slap hit the girl's face. Her long-haired mother said angrily, "How can you talk to Dad like that, Dad..."
"I hate you guys!"
The girl covered her face and yelled in a crying voice, then pushed the woman in front of her away, quickly ran to the door, opened it and rushed out.
"Jiyeon, Jiyeon!" Jiyeon's mother finally came to her senses and hurriedly chased after her.
Instead, the man in the room sighed heavily, a self-blaming expression appeared on his face. He picked up the crutch beside him, stood on one leg, tucked the crutch under his armpit, and slowly walked into the inner room. His face looked extremely lonely, and he looked much older in an instant.
In fact, people are the same. It is only after failure and downfall that they will examine themselves and look back at the past. When you are full of energy and live in this world as a successful person, you will always look at everything from a self-centered perspective.
Of course, in this world, no matter how you define success or what the standards are, in the eyes of the public, true successful people still have a certain level.
The down-and-out man in front of him was once a successful person. His surname was Park... and he was exactly the target of Zheng Xiuheng and others today.
Suwon City is not too far from Seoul, so the temperature does not change much. Zheng Xiuheng, wearing a black suit and white shirt, walked out of the train station and saw Huang Chenghu, Jin Guanglu and Lin Dazhong waving at the door.
"Boss, are you alone?"
The three men came forward, Jin Guanglu looked around and asked carefully.
"Aren't you human?" Zheng Xiuheng replied calmly. He wasn't going to kill anyone, and even if he really wanted to kill someone, he would never bring anyone else with him. Zheng Xiuheng felt that it was enough for him and the three people in front of him.
"Well, let's get in the car first. It seems that Park Ji-yong's family is already preparing to move, and they will probably move to Seoul in the next few days. Also, Dajung has also heard some clues about Qingsongguan!" Jin Guanglu reported the current situation truthfully.
Zheng Xiuheng nodded, and followed the three people into an older van. The car quickly drove towards the city center.
Zheng Xiuheng sat in the last row of the car, unbuttoned the first button of his collar, looked out the window at the bright sun, and sighed softly, "Today's weather is really nice!"
"Yes, it looks like a sign of the arrival of spring. After all, spring and summer are the best!" Lin Dazhong continued with a smile, looking very expectant.
Zheng Xiuheng smiled helplessly. He probably thought of those cool girls. As for Zheng Xiuheng himself, he had spent several days in a relaxed manner. Now it was time to return to his reality. He still felt a little nostalgic.
"Tell me about the Qingsong Pavilion!" Sanwu regained his indifference, gently pushed his glasses, and Zheng Xiuheng asked Lin Dazhong.
When Lin Dazhong heard Zheng Xiuheng's cold tone, he quickly turned his head, put away his expression, and replied seriously: "I studied at the Qingsong Branch for five days. Although I don't know much about the main branch, I have collected a lot of information through contact with students and teachers."
"First of all, through observation, there are not many Taekwondo teachers in Qingsong Hall, but they are all masters, not the kind of fancy-looking ones. And the teacher I met has a strong gangster vibe in private, and the other one has a very bad temper. During training, he often hits the students hard, and that's not ordinary cruel. Three days ago, when he was sparring with a fat student, he threw the fat man to the ground heavily, causing him a concussion and a dislocated shoulder bone, which caused a lot of trouble!"
"But this is not the point. Do you know what the point is?"
“Bang!”
"Why keep us in suspense? We don't have the time to play guessing games with you!" Jin Guanglu slapped the back of his head, glanced at Zheng Xiuheng, and immediately shouted.
Lin Dazhong rubbed his head in frustration, but he wasn't angry. He was used to it anyway. However, this time it was very effective, so he didn't keep the secret and continued, "As a result, the teacher didn't come to the gym from the next day. The gym owner announced that the teacher was fired and apologized to everyone. Then, probably to restore his reputation, he said that the fat guy had accepted the apology. He also generously apologized to all the students, extended everyone's semester by one month, and launched an event!"
"It seems that Qingsong Hall and three famous street dance clubs in Suwon City, as well as two other famous Taekwondo halls, and of course the Tourism Bureau are planning to hold a new concept street dance competition in Suwon Hwaseong. The limited type is probably a combination of martial arts and dance performance competitions, but it should be mostly performances, and there will also be some tourism promotion!"
"Get to the point!" Zheng Xiuheng's mouth twitched. This guy never stops talking.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's the point!"
Lin Dazhong touched his head awkwardly, then said seriously, "Because I wanted to investigate the Qingsong Pavilion incident, I followed the two teachers and heard that the teacher who beat the student had been fired. I was thinking of gathering some information, but when I found him, a few other people had also come to visit him."
"I waited downstairs for a long time before they left. I was about to go upstairs, but I saw the teacher coming down, but one of his hands was broken. Later I saw him take a taxi to the hospital. After the emergency surgery, he left Suwon the next day despite the doctors and nurses' obstruction..."
This news surprised Zheng Xiuheng and the other two. Jin Guanglu thought for a while and guessed, "Could it be the revenge of that fat guy? Does that fat guy have some backer?"
Lin Dazhong shrugged and said, "How should I know? I guess not. Logically, the guy whose hand was chopped off must also be a master, but judging from the way his hand was cut off, when I followed him to the hospital, there was no injury on his face. If someone wanted to chop off your hand, would you not resist? If a fight broke out, would you avoid hitting the other person in the face?"
"So, it was this Qingsong Pavilion that did it?" Zheng Xiuheng asked with a frown.
In fact, it is rare for a gang to decide life and death with a single word. After all, the gang is a collection of interests. You can kill a small follower by force. But if you want a small follower to commit suicide, unless you have grasped his weakness to threaten him, the other party will never agree.
Of course, there is another situation, that is, this gang is not an ordinary gang. It sounds complicated, but in fact it is nothing more than the difference between real gangs and fake gangs.
The former Sanlongdong was developed from a small gang, so naturally there were many bloody incidents. In particular, there were many fights between gangs, but with the progress of the times, everyone wanted to make money instead of just making a living. After getting a sponsor, although the development of Sanlongdong has been large, the way of making a living has become much gentler and more stable. As for those shady businesses, they were all thrown to the subordinates to do, letting these men fight for their own lives, and the money collected was distributed a little bit, so as the boss, he did not have to bear too much risk.
To some extent, Sanlong Cave is seriously divided. Zheng Qilong and his group can actually be considered pseudo-black because they are trying hard to whitewash themselves.
As for real gangs, there are not too many complicated things. They will do anything to make money as long as the risks and benefits are proportional.
Of course, if you want to attack a police station or rob a bank in a high-profile manner, that is not the business scope of a gang, and such suicidal behavior cannot be considered as gangsterism.
Hearing what Lin Dazhong said, and considering the person Jin Guanglu and Huang Chenghu met last time, Qingsong Pavilion seems to be really not simple.
"I'm not sure if it's Qingsong Gym, but the new teacher and another one yesterday were a little absent-minded and seemed to be worried about something. Although there's no basis for this, I think they might be worried about the guy whose hand was cut off. But Qingsong Gym is indeed weird. This gym has suddenly sprung up in the past few months. The previous owner was Park Zhilong. I haven't found out what happened in that situation yet." Lin Dazhong analyzed calmly. This kid is quite smart under normal circumstances.
Zheng Xiuheng leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, many things appearing in his mind.
"Fang Shirong, Park Zhilong, Qingsong Pavilion, Li Xiaole..."
Zheng Xiuheng is still unsure whether the incident is related to Park Zhilong, but it is related to Fang Shirong, that's for sure. He believes that Lin Chengyan will not know the people on the list. Since he can name Fang Shao, it seems that he did hear the call.
Zheng Xiuheng's original intention was to learn some things about Fang Shirong from Park Zhilong, and to see if he knew about the death of "Black Face", but now it is very likely that local gangs are involved. If they have nothing to do with Park Zhilong, then it would be fine.
But now it is obvious that there is a connection, and precisely because of this, the suspicion of murder has instantly risen to a level that cannot be ignored.
"Let's go to Park Ji-yong . I believe he should be able to answer our questions. But for a while, you can pretend to be Li Xiaole's brother!" Zheng Xiuheng thought for a while and put away his thoughts. Although this matter is a bit complicated, there is someone who can answer his questions now. I believe Park Ji-yong can definitely answer his questions.
The car was driving on the road in Suwon City. Zheng Xiuheng looked at the sunlight outside the window with a dull expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and four uninvited guests arrived downstairs of an apartment building in Suwon City.
With the typical thug appearance and leather jacket, Huang Chenghu looks a bit fierce.
Jin Guanglu has a bad face. No matter what else you look at, your face alone will make you stay away from him.
Looking at Lin Dazhong's appearance, he looked passable, but a little thin, with pale skin, and he looked like a drug addict.
The last person left is a man walking in front of the three. He is well-dressed, wears glasses, and looks like a young teacher. Judging from this lineup, it seems that this man is being threatened by the three bad guys behind him.
Passersby tried to avoid Jin Guanglu and the others as much as possible. The security guards in the apartment area saw the two people from a distance and immediately hid far away.
