Lee Yong-jae was terrified. The moment he saw the gene warrior, he knew why the other party had come here. They had definitely come for him.
A week earlier, Lee Yong-jae had received an overseas call. The person on the other end was a Jew Descendant Big Shot from Wall Street, who had personally issued an order to strike Jieko Group's smuggling channels in South Korea.
Lee Yong-jae naturally knew how powerful Jieko Group was, but the person calling was a Wall Street Big Shot.
The Lee Family of Samsung Group was said to be South Korea's largest chaebol, but in reality, the largest shareholders were not the Lee Family. They were those foreign fortunes from the Beautiful Country, with Wall Street holding the largest share.
Lee Yong-jae did not dare disobey. South Korea itself had no autonomy and recognized the Beautiful Country as its father; there was even less chance of his Lee Family talking about independence and freedom in front of Wall Street.
Besides, Lee Yong-jae had harbored a sliver of hope. He had assumed they were only striking at the local smuggling gangs and were not directly opposing Jieko Group itself, so Jieko Group would not do anything to him.
He admitted that he had been gambling. Now that he had seen the gene warrior, he knew he had lost the bet.
Jieko Group's reaction had exceeded all expectations. They had even deployed gene warriors. This was an advanced form of commercial warfare aimed at physically eradicating the Lee Family!
"Jieko Group has gone too far! Do they really think South Korea has no one? Superintendent Han, please immediately—"
Cold sweat slid down Lee Yong-jae's forehead as fear swept through both body and soul. The usually refined and gentle man had long since lost his composure. He