"Li Xumin."
"Li Wenpan."
"Li Zhiping."
Situang followed the album to kill, these victims were both n and won, without exception, all of them belonged to the Samsung Lee Family.
The people at the scene also reacted and quickly distanced themselves from these mbers of the Lee Family, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
"It’s none of my business, it was my elder brother who wanted to target your Jieke Group’s smuggling routes, I tried to dissuade him..."
A man stood up excitedly; his na was Li Xuguang, overseeing nurous industries like Samsung Trading. He was a high-ranking figure in the Li family, and his brother was the current family head, Li Rongzai.
The response he got was Situang’s fist, a steel punch smashing out, leaving Li Xuguang, a big shot in the Li family, with his head pulverized, brain matter splattered on the wall.
"So many excuses and reasonings, as long as you’re with the Lee Family, that’s enough."
Situang glanced over the quail-like frightened crowd, turned around, and walked straight out.
After Situang left, the scene was filled with rapid breathing and the sobs of those who survived the catastrophe, crying tears of joy.
"Alive, alive."
"Asiba, it turns out it was the Lee Family’s offense against the Jieke Group, these troublemakers almost got us killed."
"How dare the Lee Family provoke Jieke Group, no wonder they ended up like this, they truly had it coming."
Many cursed out loud, hating the Lee Family for provoking the Jieke Group, bringing this uncalled-for disaster upon them.
Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t dare do so, but now the Lee Family was hanging by a thread, anyone could see that even if they didn’t die, they would suffer severe damage this ti. The Jieke Group was not soone the Lee Family could ss with.
On the other side, Situang continued following the album to kill.
As long as they belonged to the Samsung Lee Family, regardless of gender or age, they were all executed.
When Situang reached the twenty-fifth floor of the building, he finally saw his main target for today, Li Rongzai.
He was dragged out from under the desk by Situang; most of the bodyguards had fled, and the few who hoped to gain promotion through loyalty were casually disposed of by Situang.
"Li Rongzai, you must know why I’m here, tell , who gave you the order."
Situang asked directly, with a calm expression.
Li Rongzai gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "I won’t speak."
Even if he spoke, there was no escaping death; if he didn’t, maybe Wall Street would protect their Li Family, considering his willing sacrifice.
"It has to be troubleso; sotis, dying quickly is a blessing."
Situang shook his head. There might be n who fearlessly endure torture in this world, but Li Rongzai, born and raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, wasn’t one of them.
The Silver Chain Whip at the end began to swing, its cold light flickering, slowly approaching him within Li Rongzai’s frightened gaze.
The next mont, the room echoed with screams that weren’t quite human, mixed with countless pleas for rcy laced with curses, enough to give anyone goosebumps and make their hair stand on end.
After more than ten minutes, Li Rongzai, nearly reduced to an unrecognizable state, cried bitterly, hysterically shouting, "Stop, stop torturing , I’ll say everything, I beg you for a quick death, it’s You Tai from Wall Street..."
At this point, the once gentle head of the Lee Family was now covered in bruises, his groin wet, defecating and urinating, with an unpleasant odor perating the air.
Situang put away the recording pen in his hand and looked at Li Rongzai, who was begging pitifully like a whipped dog, regretting bitterly, praying only for a swift death. He sneered, "In your next life as Wall Street’s dog, rember not to be so obedient. Even your master dares not easily provoke such enemies, yet you rush up to bark like a monkey. If you don’t die, who will."
With that, Situang turned and walked out, slamming the door heavily, leaving Li Rongzai behind to suffer a thousand cuts, writhing in agony.
The other party wanted a quick death, but Situang deliberately denied his wish, making him endure pain and tornt before dying, thus walking towards death with regret and suffering.
"So... so painful! Don’t... don’t go, kill , kill ."
In the room was only left Li Rongzai’s tragic cries; his toughness made his departure far from peaceful.
The piercing screams persisted, like a cuckoo wailing, growing weaker and weaker until the sound completely ceased.
Situang re-entered the room, confird Li Rongzai’s death, severed his head with a single stroke, took it to the entrance of the Samsung Headquarters Building, and nailed it to the door plaque with steel rods, allowing everyone to see the fate of the head of the largest conglorate in South Korea who dared to offend the Jieke Group.
Inside the entire Samsung Headquarters Building, besides Li Rongzai, the other mbers of the Li family were killed one by one, leaving no survivors.
Attendees of the celebration were all important figures or potential elite successors of the Li family. Now, being completely wiped out, it’s no exaggeration to say that the Li Family, which reigned over South Korea for decades, is virtually extinct, with a century’s accumulation lost overnight.
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