Chapter Ninety-Six: Conflict

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in the apartment.

Park Ji-hoon changed into ordinary clothes, put on a hat, and walked out of the bedroom.

"Minya, I have something to go out for, and I may not come back in the evening, so you don't need to call me. As he passed by the living room, he said to Park Min-ah.

"What are you going to do?" Park Min-ah hurriedly asked when she saw his reddish eyes at a glance.

"Nothing, made an appointment with a friend to meet at the bar. Park Ji-hoon said.

Park Min-ah frowned. Although there were no flaws, I intuitively judged that he was lying.

"Don't worry! Park Ji-hoon said with a reluctant smile.

"Drink less, come back sooner if you can. Park Min-ah furrowed her brows and whispered.

"Hmm!" Park Ji-hoon waved at the two and turned to leave.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest, and if he didn't leak it, he was afraid that he would be burned out! One by one, they all regarded him as a villain, giving him a strong sense of betrayal.

Well, Kim Hee-cheol has known them for a longer period of time and has a deeper friendship, what is he? a poor guy who doesn't even have a girlfriend on his side!

One phone call after another, coupled with Taeyeon's last additive, made him feel like he was pressing a boulder on his chest, and he felt like he was out of breath.

At this time, the natural choice of bars.

A man drank sullen wine.

The lights are bright, the figures are intertwined, the music is noisy, the men and women are indulgent, and there is a vague atmosphere flowing in the air, as if it were another world.

Park Ji-hoon has no plans to dance, and his identity, once he is photographed, will be a little troublesome.

Let your thoughts indulge unbridled, just drink glass after glass of stuffy wine.

In order not to delay future shooting. We must put the love in order tonight.

When I was half drunk, my mobile phone rang suddenly.

As he pulled out his phone, he got up and walked out of the cubicle, ready to find a quieter place. However, when he was just about to take a look at the caller number. Several drunken young men passed by, without the slightest intention of avoiding, and half of the body of one person on the side slammed straight into him, knocking his mobile phone out of the air.

The bell came to an abrupt end!

It was originally the kind of relatively cheap mobile phone, and it hasn't been changed yet.

"Ahh Turning and glaring at him with drunken eyes, he shouted at him as he reached out as if to remove his hat.

With a burst of anger, the suppressed fire in Park Ji-hoon's chest burned along with the alcohol, and in just an instant, sweat stains oozed from his sideburns, forehead, and palms. The drowsy head also came to his senses, and he turned his head sideways, avoiding the other party's hand.

Then, he reached out and pressed his hat, pressed it lower, and punched the opponent's chin with a fist in the midst of the opponent's scolding.

The feeling of fists and body colliding. Let his heart feel happy, as if he had drunk a mouthful of sweet well water.

The scolding stopped abruptly, and the man fell straight down, and his friends around him didn't have time to hold on.

"Ahh......h

However, before they could make a move, Park Ji-hoon had already taken the initiative to step forward and swing his fist unscrupulously, as if he had forgotten his identity.

It doesn't take more than a minute. All three fell to the ground.

Drunk, and heavily beaten, the four of them couldn't get up for a long time.

"Is this a movie?" The crowd of people around them were all stunned, and looked at Park Ji-hoon with surprised eyes as he leaned over and picked up his phone.

It's completely broken! It won't turn on anymore.

"What's going on?" the head of the bar and the security guard rushed over.

Park Ji-hoon glanced at the other party, pressed his hat, and prepared to leave.

"Sir. Please don't go!" the bar manager stopped him.

"Huh?" Park Ji-hoon didn't think that he could walk away so lightly, he just made a show and wanted to see how the other party was going to deal with it.

"We have called the police and hope that the gentleman will match us. The person in charge of the bar said. He didn't want to do this, but the identities of the four guys who were beaten were not simple, so in order to prevent the four from making trouble in the bar after they woke up, they could only choose to call the police.

"Oh. Park Ji-hoon was not an ignorant student, he vaguely guessed something from the other party's attitude, frowned slightly, and said, "Change to a quiet place!"

Needless to say, the bar owner will do the same.

A group of security guards carried four wailing young people, together with Park Ji-hoon and the person in charge of the bar, to a quiet room.

"Ahh

Although he was drunk, the four of them were not ** ten-year-old old men, and they were knocked down by the other party alone, and the other party's hat didn't fall off, how can you not know that it is powerful?

If you have any confidence, you have to wait until you have the initiative!

"Cell phone!" Park Ji-hoon raised his mobile phone and said to the four of them.

The four of them looked at each other, could this guy want to use that broken mobile phone that was dirty and scum, and it would rot when it fell, for his own and others' mobile phones?

Park Ji-hoon stepped forward.

The young man who bumped into him hurriedly pulled out his mobile phone and handed it over. He was so scared! He was hit on the chin, his head was still buzzing, he couldn't walk steadily, and the most important thing he wanted to do now was to go to the hospital for a check-up!

The person in charge of the bar just looked at it coldly. Since the police have been called, as long as the two sides do not move again, he will naturally not intervene.

After Park Ji-hoon looked at the brand-new mobile phone in his hand, he changed into his mobile phone card and dialed a number. didn't forget it, and returned the mobile phone card to the other party, it seems that he is ready to occupy this mobile phone.

The other party dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but together with the other three, he watched Park Ji-hoon's behavior with disdain.

"Xun Xun!" The mobile phone was quickly connected, and a very excited woman's voice rang.

"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon pursed his lips, answered softly, and said, "I'm ...... Wait. He looked up and asked which police station was near the person in charge of the bar, and then told the other party. "Xunxun" is his nickname, and it has not been used for a long, long time.

"I see, are you okay?" the other party only asked about Park Ji-hoon's condition with concern.

"I'm fine. Park Ji-hoon said.

"That's good. I'll go over it. The other party hung up the phone in a hurry.

Sim Hye-young, Park Ji-hoon's mother. If only it was such a thing. Of course, there was no need for her to go in person. But Park Ji-hoon actually took the initiative to contact her, and she was very happy to meet Park Ji-hoon.

After making the call, Park Ji-hoon glanced at the missed call again, and it was now krysta1, and replied with a short message: "Something." I'll be in touch tomorrow. ”

After some catharsis before, his feelings have calmed down a lot.

"Got it!oppa, keep an eye on your body, don't always stay up late, good night!" krysta1 quickly texted back.

After doing this, Park Ji-hoon put the phone in his pocket.

"Ahem, sir, isn't that right?" the bar owner had already recognized him. A kind reminder to him. When you get to the police station, that's the physical evidence.

"Thanks, it's okay. Park Ji-hoon smiled faintly.

"Hmph!" a young man snorted disdainfully, but immediately pretended to be indifferent as soon as Park Ji-hoon turned his head.

Park Ji-hoon looked at the four of them.

The appearance of less than 3o years old is difficult to judge, and it seems that it is either rich or expensive. Everyone's clothing. It all adds up to more than 10 million won. This is just the basics, except for entertainers or mobs, few people wear that kind of particularly expensive clothes. What really made him come to this judgment was the attitude of the person in charge of the bar, and the determined attitude on the faces of the four people.

However, at this age, he still mixes like this, and it seems that he has no future. Park Ji-hoon was not interested in paying attention to them. After a moment's scrutiny, close your eyes and recuperate.

Seeing Park Ji-hoon's stable appearance, the person in charge of the bar had an urge to sue him for the identity of the four, which is not something that a small artist can offend. However, it seems that he is also very confident.

Only then did the four of them begin to take revenge on him with their eyes.

Soon after, the police arrived, and after asking about the incident, they saw that the four had no intention of reconciling. Then he took the five of them away.

"He snatched my phone!" said the young man who had been "snatched" of his phone before getting into the car.

Park Ji-hoon didn't say anything, and directly handed over the phone to the police, unexpectedly cooperating.

The four of them were a little relieved.

As one of the four of himself, he is now in charge again. I don't believe what else can the other party do - Park Ji-hoon is a new face in their eyes - and they are already thinking about how to retaliate against the other party in their hearts.

Several policemen ignored them and just waited to hurry back to the police station to hand them over. This time is the time to be sleepy, and it is not a big case.

When they arrived at the police station, everyone got out of the car, only to see a black car parked at the door of the police station, and a group of people standing at the door. For two people, one is wearing a police uniform, and the other is wearing a smart formal suit.

"Director!" several policemen saw their boss at a glance and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Hmm!" nodded for the man, and asked directly about the case.

The man in a formal suit came to Park Ji-hoon and said directly: "Mr. Park, please rest assured, this matter will not have any impact on you!"

"Thank you. Park Ji-hoon didn't ask the other party's identity, nodded, and glanced at the car.

"You can go. At this time, the police chief had already asked about the incident, came to Park Ji-hoon, and said.

"My phone!" Park Ji-hoon said as he stretched out his hand to a police officer.

"Huh?" the police chief's face sank.

"I'm sorry!" How could the policeman not see that Park Ji-hoon's identity was unusual? He apologized directly and handed the phone to Park Ji-hoon.

The original owner of the mobile phone did not say anything. The four of them originally "admired" this qiē with the attitude of watching from the wall, but when they saw that Park Zhixun was about to be let go directly, they were silent one by one.

It's not the first time I've come to the police station, and ordinary police officers may not know them, but this chief knows their identities! Being able to make such a choice can only mean that the four of them have hit an iron plate.

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary conflict, and the other party did not suffer a loss - for the first time in their lives, the four of them actually rejoiced that the other party did not suffer a loss after the conflict, which is a very strange feeling.

Park Ji-hoon didn't pay any attention to them, walked straight to the quiet car, opened the door, and sat in.

The car drove away slowly.

"I am Mr. Park's lawyer, and now I am representing Mr. Park to negotiate this incident with the four of them. The man in formal clothes came up to the four of them and said without humility or arrogance.