"Rescue you out, this trip will be considered two clear, Tang Lingxue, see you at the west entrance of Kunlun Mountain in half a month!" When Tang Lingxue woke up slowly, Ye Fan's words were directly imprinted into her mind, and the person had disappeared far away.

She rolled over from the pit and looked around, relieved.

Not far away, the sky above the Catan mine was still full of smoke and dust, but she had escaped safely.

This adventure made Tang Lingxue realize that her experience and strength are still ridiculously shallow, even in this worldly mortal world, an ordinary person can kill her, and there are many insidious and vicious people in this world!

"Park Sang-dong!" After escaping and ascending to heaven, the first object she wants to take revenge on is that Goryeo stick!

At the same time, Ye Fan had already contacted another woman who was far away.

"Send that video out now!"

Park Sang-dong hasn't gotten the punishment he deserves, but Ye Fan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he has made enough preparations before coming here, and now it's time to start Plan B!

A complete set of combination punches will hit Park Sang-dong's arrogance hard, and this time, he will learn retribution that is more uncomfortable than death!

On a private jet over the Pacific Ocean, a relaxed Park Sang-dong was holding a goblet and clicking on the Apple computer in front of him.

A headline on the region's web page caught his eye, and this news turned out to be about himself!

What's going on? Has the zombie virus dissipated? Why did it make headlines again?

And the headline of that news was: Park Sang-dong published an apology video, triggering national condemnation!

What kind of apology video? I haven't posted anything about this at all, and it's too late to hide, so how can I show up on the Internet?

Park Sang-dong was shocked and opened the video file, and when he saw himself in the video, he was suddenly terrified and had goosebumps floating behind his back!

Who is that person, and why does he look exactly like me?

Even Korean is spoken vividly, and it is completely possible to confuse the real with the false, where did this impostor come from?

Park Sang-dong only felt a chill down his spine, and his heart was filled with endless fear.

"I solemnly apologize to all the fans of Lim Ji Yeon, it was because of my confusion, jealousy, and loss of reason that I did that kind of thing, and I regret it very much now, I was condemned by my conscience and suffered mental torture before I decided to make this matter public...... I myself have decided that after the release of this video, I will surrender to the ** police station and accept legal punishment......"

Park Sang-dong smashed the glass in his palm, and his palm was cut by the shards and was bleeding, and he still frantically smashed the tablet in front of him.

"Bastard, who is this? What is he going to do? Go back! Fly back now, I want to go back to Seoul!" Park Sang-dong waved his hands and yelled angrily.

The bodyguards in the cabin looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on.

"Young Master Park, I'm afraid our fuel won't be able to fly to Seoul......" A bodyguard leader hung his head and said to him: "But you can refuel in ** halfway." ”

"**! It's **! Can't you think of any other city except there!" Park Sang-dong slammed the table with a hideous expression.

"Then ...... Why don't you resupply in Macau?"

"Idiot, are you a pig? As long as it's not a Chinese city, you can go anywhere! Go to Bangkok, Phnom Penh, Hanoi!"

Park Sang-dong has been nervous by that video, where does he dare to transit in ** and Macau, at the moment he just wants to return to Seoul as soon as possible, avoid the limelight under the protection of his family, and wait for this matter to come out after the event.

He didn't know that because of this video, not only **, but also a whirlwind of condemnation of him all over the world, including South Korea, strongly condemned the murderer, the entire entertainment industry was boiling because of this incident, and the Blue House was even more anxious, and the pressure from the people and the opposition made the current presidential cabinet on the verge of collapse......

Three hours later, Park Sang-dong's private plane landed at an airport in Hanoi, Vietnam, and before the plane could be refueled, a team of Interpol surrounded the place and rushed into the cabin.

"I'm Park Sang-dong! You have no right to arrest me!" In the face of these heavily armed Interpol, Park Sang-dong is still arrogant and arrogant, and has taken out his proud identity.

A policewoman with her hands behind her back came out in line, stood in front of Park Sang-dong, and waved her hand coldly: "You are the one who caught you! Park Sang-dong, you yourself have confessed to murdering Lin Zhiyan, and now more than four hours have passed, and you still have not turned yourself in, are you planning to evade legal accountability?"

"I didn't! I didn't admit to the murder!" Park Sang-dong blushed, "That video is fake, someone is pretending to be me!"

"What nonsense! Whether you admit it now or not, you have violated international law and take it away!"

"What international law have I violated...... You don't have the right to arrest me!" Park Sang-dong hissed, but no one would listen to him, he was already notorious, and no one would sympathize with him.

Park Sang-dong was escorted off the plane, and if nothing else, the outcome that awaits him will be to be extradited** and stand trial.

"Mission accomplished. "When the policewoman got into the police car, she sent a message to someone.

Soon, she received a compliment: Well done, Creek Creek, it's time to release this message to the outside world.

The corners of Ling Ruoxi's mouth hooked up a smug smile, and half an hour later, Interpol held a press conference in Hanoi, and the news of Park Sang-dong's arrest spread all over the world.

On a volcanic island in the Solomon Islands in the South Pacific, a handsome man with burly, bronzed skin is lying under a giant parasol and enjoying a massage by two black maids beside him.

"Young Master Rhodes, something happened to Young Master Park Sang-dong. An old black man with a white bath towel in his hand came over and bent down to whisper in the man's ear: "I just received the information, Young Master Park Sang-dong was arrested by Interpol, before he admitted on the Internet that he murdered Lin Zhiyan, young master, should we interfere in this matter?"

"Their counterattack is so fast......" Rhodes lay there and smiled and said: "There is no need to meddle, just need to watch, this is the time to test the ability of the Park family, if they can't properly handle this small matter, then we don't have to extend an olive branch, in this world, there are not only families who are capable and qualified to be our allies." ”

"Yes, Your will, Master Rod. The old black man stepped aside and looked at the sunset over the Pacific Ocean in thought.

Two days later, Park Sang-dong's extradition procedures were completed, and early in the morning, a convoy of police cars drove out of Hanoi Prison and escorted him to the airport, ready to fly to ** for interrogation.

When the convoy passed through a road with sparse traffic, without warning, suddenly, a loud noise shook the city in the early morning, and the explosions rumbled and rumbled continuously, and the flames engulfed the police car escorting Park Sang-dong, and together with the other two cars, it burned wildly!

The scene was chaotic, and the surviving police officers in the front and rear of the convoy jumped out of the cars, rolling on the ground, and watched several police cars gradually burn into a pile of empty shells.

"Damn!" Ling Ruoxi punched the concrete pavement with hatred, and there was no way to save this catastrophe.

On the top floor of a building two kilometers away, a slender figure faced the morning breeze, turned around coldly, and casually threw a remote control device down, and with a ding dong, it fell into the river below.

"In the other way, give back to the other, this is what you asked for!" The woman put her hands in the pockets of her trench coat, and with a proud and ruthless expression, she left here with her head held high.