Seoul, South Korea, Executive Office Headquarters.

Zhu Shizhen, wearing a black formal attire, sat on a leather office chair and took a sip of red wine.

"Drip."

The phone rings.

Zhu Shizhen's eyes moved, she placed the goblet on the table and answered the phone.

Three minutes later, she hung up the phone with a smile on her face.

"Damon? A black man with dark skin calls his friends in our Dahan Heaven Kingdom, and brutally killing our councillors, death is your only way out."

"So what about a registered war martial artist? I give my order to destroy his family and his son and wife."

Zhu Shizhen sneered.

The South Korean MP opposite the desk, the Prime Minister of the Ministry of Security stood up and frowned and looked at the female President Zhu Shizhen:

"President Zhu Shizhen, did you kill Damon?"

Zhu Shizhen nodded relaxedly and comfortably, picked up the goblet, and observed the fine red wine in the glass: "You are wrong, it was a terrorist attack by the terrorist organization."

Zhu Shizhen thought about it and sneered:

"And this terrorist organization is extremely cruel and killed Damon's son who was lying on the hospital bed. As for Damon's wife Quan Zhen... committed suicide in love, jumped into the cliff, tsk."

The Prime Minister of the Ministry of Security was shocked: "Dimon is a registered warrior! President, you won't know what the meaning of a registered warrior is, right?"

Zhu Shizhen glanced sideways, put the goblet on the table, stared at the Prime Minister of the Ministry of Security, and said word by word:

"Listen, it's done by Asian terrorist organizations. What does it have to do with us? You can suppress this matter immediately."

"But……"

"Nothing, but this happened in our Dahan Heaven Kingdom. How to deal with it and how to hold it accountable is naturally our responsibility. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, then I'll go out and arrange it now."

"Go."

The Prime Minister of the Ministry of Security nodded, bowed to pay tribute, and turned to leave the office.

He wants to block the news as soon as possible and find a scapegoat.

Zhu Shizhen played with the antiques in her hand and drank the goblet in one mouthful. Her eyes were full of resentment and murmured to herself:

"Damon? Registered War Military Master? Haha... Let your whole family die. I gave the order, where are your friends? Where are your brothers?"

"Damn nigger, isn't his son shot and he didn't die. According to the law, he will naturally give you financial compensation."

"Since you don't want to compensate, you still ask someone to attack Han Minzhi... It's natural that the whole family will die."

"It's just...it's a pity that Han Minzhi. His life is much more valuable than your nigger family of three."

The arrogant are ignorant, the ignorant are fearless, and the fearless are arrogant.

These three sentences are just right to describe South Korea.

****

Half an hour later.

The South Korean public relations department issued an emergency document to report the matter to the United Nations Commission and the Global Warriors Association.

The content of the post is as follows:

The registered warrior Damon was attacked by the Asian terrorist organization "Hua Guang" in our country and died.

South Korea unilaterally bears all financial compensation and will treat its family preferentially to ensure the safety and life of its family in South Korea.

...

Under the cover of South Korea, the news of Quan Zhenzheng and the death of Damon's son Delin was not revealed.

Even if hackers invade the South Korean population system, they can only see: Jeon Jin-jung and Delin have been transferred to the Seoul Military Hospital and received the top medical care.

As for Dimon... he died at the hands of the terrorist organization "Huaguang".

In order to express their position and prove their innocence, all South Korean police forces were on a second-level alert state and searched for members of terrorist organizations nationwide.

The South Korean government has extremely strict control over the country.

The whole news was not revealed at all.

All those who knew about this kept silent and signed a top-secret agreement.

All cameras that may have recorded are damaged accidentally.

Three hours later, South Korea arrested all the "Huaguang" terrorist organization personnel, totaling thirteen people.

According to Korean law, the death penalty is sentenced.

At this point, the matter is over.

Senior Korean officials were happy.

The self-esteem that was destroyed by Chinese warriors was found again.

...

A big belly official sat at the dining table, shook his head and smiled, and sprinkled the glass of good wine on the ground:

"My best friend Minzhi... The President has avenged you, don't worry, the nigger family is dead."

...

A middle-aged and elderly official with a noble temperament, sitting on his sofa, sneered:

"Registered warriors? How can I allow a few warriors to go wild? The trash of China, your friend Damon, is now dead because of your ignorant actions."

...

The deputy mayor of Zhu Ning City was fighting on the bed. When he heard the news, he laughed:

"Karma! The law of heaven is clear, man is doing it, God is watching!"

...

South Korean President Zhu Shizhen has a sharp temperament and is not dragged on. His mind is rotating rapidly and he gives instructions:

1. Continue to question China. Even if the law does not punish the majority, the leader must be subject to legal sanctions.

2. The border is fully alert, as if a powerful warrior raided into South Korea.

3. Pay close attention to the reaction of the United Nations Commission and the Global Warriors Association. Remember that we are justice and justice. Our Dahan Heaven has avenged the hero Damon.

4. Control Quan Zhenzheng's social account, etc., so that the general public knows that Damon's wife and children live a good life. In our country, we enjoy a rich life in Korea.

****

At eight o'clock that night.

Fang Cheng had already returned home and was very leisurely.

"Mom, the Mapo tofu you are sitting on is so delicious."

Chen Rong looked at Fang Cheng and smiled and said, "Mom makes it for you every day, just as long as you like to eat it."

After saying that, Chen Rong looked out the floor-to-ceiling window of the villa and said, "Son, accompany my mother for a walk. There is no rice at home. Let's go to the supermarket to buy some northeast rice."

"good."

Fang Cheng followed his mother and walked out of Villa No. 8.

In Donghu Bay, there is a huge public area.

There are lakes and trees.

Chen Rong took Fang Cheng to a pavilion in the center of the lake.

At this time, there were three or four people in the pavilion playing and fighting on the table and chairs on the left.

Chen Rong took her son Fang Cheng and sat on the wooden table and chair on the right, and smiled and said, "Son, the environment in our community is still very good."

Fang Cheng nodded too.

Of course it's very good!

Compared with Nibreda Island, this is paradise.

The three girls on the left looked at each other, and the laughter decreased.

It's a public area after all.

One of the beautiful girls with short skirts and short silver hair whispered: "Yingying, are these two people living in villas?"

The girl named Yingying nodded: "It seems to be from Villa No. 8."

She looked casual because her own home was also here.

Today, she just brought two roommates with good relationships to visit her home and satisfy her vanity.

Another girl with long black hair and extremely pure eyes flashed.
To be continued...