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Park Bucheng stepped out of the office, the sensation of the note still lingering in his palm. It was a thin piece of paper, yet it felt as heavy as a mountain. He knew that this note was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, about to stir up a tempest and pull him deeper into a whirlpool.
“Hey, newbie!” A rough voice boomed like thunder in his ear, interrupting his thoughts. Looking up, he saw Zhang Dali, the right-hand man of Li Zhenghao. The guy had a face full of flesh, fierce eyes, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, resembling a beast ready to pounce. He strode toward Park with purpose.
“The boss wants you to check on the smuggling situation at the docks. It seems someone is up to no good,” Zhang Dali exhaled a puff of smoke that made Park cough violently. “Don’t embarrass the boss. If you screw this up, you’ll regret it!”
Park Bucheng shrank his neck and feigned submission. “Got it, big brother. I’ll head over right away.” But inside, he sneered; this task seemed suspicious. Just after having a conflict with Jin Taishan, Li Zhenghao sends him to investigate smuggling? Damn it, there’s definitely something fishy going on!
As night fell, Seoul Port was eerily quiet, with only the distant yellow streetlights casting mottled shadows in the darkness. The sea breeze howled, carrying a salty scent that sent shivers down his spine. Park crouched behind a shipping container like a leopard lurking in the shadows, quietly observing his surroundings.
Suddenly, the roar of engines shattered the night’s tranquility, approaching like the growl of a wild beast. Three black vans slowly rolled in and parked in a secluded corner; their headlights extinguished, plunging the area back into darkness. Several burly men dressed in black jumped out of the vehicles, moving swiftly and discreetly to unload cargo.
“Hurry up!” barked the bald leader as he urged his men while scanning the area nervously like a frightened rabbit. “Don’t let anyone see us! If cop catches us, we’re all going to jail!”
Park squinted his eyes and recognized the bald man in the dim light. What the hell? Isn’t that Jin Taishan’s right-hand man? What is he doing here? Could this be why Li Zhenghao sent him to investigate? A chill ran down Park’s spine; it seemed there was a massive conspiracy lurking behind this.
As he pondered this, a faint breeze swept by, carrying a hint of gunpowder that tickled his nostrils. Park's pupils constricted as realization struck him—these containers weren’t filled with ordinary goods; they were arms! This was serious business; if they exploded, the entire dock would be obliterated!
At that moment, a shadow silently appeared behind him like a ghost. Park's heart raced as he felt every hair on his back stand on end, but he maintained an appearance of panic and turned around as if startled.
“Well well, isn’t this Li Zhenghao’s new favorite?” The newcomer was a burly man with a gruesome scar across his face, sneering at him with disdainful amusement. “What are you doing here at this hour, sneaking around?”
Park recognized him as Scar Qiang, the leader of another gang from the West District. This guy was notorious for being ruthless; he wouldn’t hesitate to draw a knife at the slightest provocation—definitely not someone to mess with.
"I... I just came to take a walk..." Park Bucheng stammered, secretly channeling his True Qi in preparation for any sudden situation. His palms were slightly sweaty, and his heart began to race.
"A walk? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Scar Qiang sneered, a glint of menace flashing in his eyes. With that, he swung a fist, the wind howling as it hurtled toward Park Bucheng's face. The punch was powerful; if it landed, it would surely leave him bruised and battered!
Park Bucheng was already prepared. He swiftly dodged using the Graceful Wave Steps, moving like a ghost and easily evading the blow. Scar Qiang was left stunned, disbelief etched across his face. "Damn, you've got some skills!"
Before Scar Qiang could react, Park Bucheng closed the distance and struck him in the chest with the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. A searing energy surged through Scar Qiang's body, making his insides feel as if they were on fire. He was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground with a heavy thud and letting out a muffled groan.
"Who... who are you?" Scar Qiang clutched his chest, his face pale as he looked at Park Bucheng in terror.
Park Bucheng did not answer. Instead, he stepped forward and gripped Scar Qiang's throat, his gaze cold as ice. "Tell me what you are doing here."
"I... I don't know..." Scar Qiang tried to hold firm, but his voice trembled.
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh and tightened his grip. "Is that so? Then I'll send you to meet the King of Hell!"
"Please... don't kill me!" Scar Qiang finally broke under pressure, despair filling his eyes. "It was Zhang Hu! Zhang Hu sent us! He teamed up with Jin Taishan to bring down Li Zhenghao!"
A glimmer of light flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes. "Go on!"
"Zhang Hu and Jin Taishan are secretly colluding to control the arms smuggling route. They set up a trap to frame Li Zhenghao. Tonight's shipment is meant to pin the blame on Li Zhenghao!" Scar Qiang spilled everything in a rush, fearing that one more second could cost him his life.
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from afar—heavy and chaotic. Park Bucheng turned to see a group of armed men in black rushing toward them, exuding an aura of lethal intent.
“Catch him! Don’t let him escape!” The one leading the charge was a trusted aide of Jin Taishan, brandishing a sleek black handgun aimed at Park Bucheng.
Park Bucheng cursed under his breath, realizing he had fallen into an ambush. He shoved Scar Qiang aside and darted through the maze of containers like a bolt of black lightning. Behind him, a barrage of gunfire erupted, bullets ricocheting off the metal, creating a cacophony of clanging sounds and sparks flying everywhere.
Just then, a familiar figure appeared before him. Park Bucheng squinted and was astonished to see Kim Soo-yeon! Dressed in a tight black outfit, she resembled an elf in the night, her gaze resolute and calm.
“Follow me!” Kim Soo-yeon whispered urgently, pulling him into a concealed passageway, disappearing into the darkness.
Once they reached a safe area, Park Bucheng finally asked, “How did you end up here?”
Kim Soo-yeon’s expression was grave. “After I received your note, I started investigating the relationship between the Taiji Consortium and the Gangsters. I didn’t expect things to be more complicated than I thought.”
“What do you mean?” Park Bucheng furrowed his brow, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
“There are high-level members within the Taiji Consortium secretly supporting Zhang Hu and Jin Taishan, aiming to control the arms smuggling channels through them. And this is linked to American interests…” Kim Soo-yeon’s voice was low and serious, like the calm before a storm.
Just as Park Bucheng was about to press for more information, his phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Li Zhenghao: “Return to base immediately; there’s an important mission.”
Looking at the screen, a glint of cold light flashed in Park Bucheng’s eyes. He knew that a greater storm was about to unfold. And he wondered what role he would play in this impending chaos.
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