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The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor, shattering the heavy atmosphere.
Park Bucheng's heart sank. Damn, they arrived so quickly? He cursed under his breath, yet his grip on Kim Soo-yeon's neck remained unyielding. The woman was dressed in a Chanel suit, her meticulously applied makeup now smeared, and the scent of her expensive perfume mixed with the odor of sweat was truly ironic in his eyes.
Kim Soo-yeon's face had turned a deep shade of purple, her eyes bulging as she gasped for breath, resembling a dying fish. The diamond necklace around her neck sparkled, flashing painfully in Park Bucheng's eyes. That piece of jewelry could probably keep his men living in luxury for years.
Narrowing his eyes, a glint of coldness flickered within them. He was not here to show mercy.
At the end of the corridor, a group of men in black appeared, brandishing gleaming machetes as they charged forward with fierce intensity. Priceless oil paintings adorned the walls on either side, reflecting the cold light from the crystal chandelier and illuminating the impending bloody scene.
Leading them was Scarface, Li Zhenghao's right-hand man. Dressed in an Armani suit and wearing Gucci shoes, he wielded a glinting machete—a true waste of resources.
"Let Director Jin go!" Scarface bellowed, swinging his machete at Park Bucheng. With such bravado, one might think he was filming a movie.
Park Bucheng scoffed, releasing Kim Soo-yeon and swiftly dodging Scarface's attack. Damn it, did he really think he could challenge him with such skills?
Kim Soo-yeon collapsed to the ground, gasping for air as she stared wide-eyed at the chaos unfolding before her. Her carefully styled hair fell into disarray, giving her the appearance of a madwoman.
"Damn it, looking for death!" Park Bucheng muttered under his breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
No longer hiding his strength, he unleashed Graceful Wave Steps, weaving through the crowd like a ghost. These pampered individuals had never encountered such a scene before.
Scarface and the other men in black couldn't catch sight of him at all; they swung their machetes wildly like headless flies. Their designer clothes became burdensome, hindering their movements.
Park Bucheng's figure flickered in and out of view; each time he appeared, another black-clad man fell lifelessly to the ground. His strikes were swift, precise, and ruthless—there was no hesitation.
Soon enough, the corridor was stained red with blood. The vivid crimson contrasted sharply against the expensive Persian carpet beneath their feet.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood that made one gag. This odor mixed with the lingering scent of Kim Soo-yeon's perfume created an eerie fragrance.
Scarface watched in horror as his subordinates fell one by one. He never expected that this seemingly ordinary employee possessed such terrifying strength. Regret washed over him as he questioned why he had taken on this task.
"Who... who are you?" Scarface stammered, his voice trembling with fear.
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh and replied, "I am the one here to take your life!"
In an instant, he appeared before Scarface and struck him in the chest with a powerful blow, channeling all his fury into that single attack.
Scarface screamed as he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. Blood poured from his mouth, and it was clear he would not survive. His once pristine Gucci shoes were now stained with blood, losing their former luster.
The remaining men in black were paralyzed with fear, dropping their weapons and kneeling in desperation. They cried out, pleading for Park Bucheng to spare their lives.
"Please! Spare us!" Their voices were filled with despair.
Park Bucheng looked at them coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"A bunch of useless trash!" he muttered under his breath as he turned to approach Kim Soo-yeon.
Kim Soo-yeon felt terror rise within her as Park Bucheng drew closer. She knew she was doomed.
"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" she cried out in desperation.
Park Bucheng stood before her, looking down with an icy gaze.
"Tell me, what secret dealings do you have with Li Zhenghao?"
Kim Soo-yeon, trembling with fear, dared not hide anything. She revealed all she knew about her secret transactions with Li Zhenghao, hoping it would earn her a chance at survival.
Upon returning to the Gang Stronghold, Park Bucheng felt a heavy weight in his chest as he surveyed the chaotic scene before him. The place was in disarray, with overturned tables and chairs, shards of broken bottles scattered across the floor, and a strong smell of blood lingering in the air. Gang members lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain, their bodies marked with injuries, clearly having endured a fierce battle.
"What happened?" A sense of foreboding washed over Park Bucheng.
A bloodied gang member, struggling to rise, saw Park Bucheng's return. Blood trickled down his forehead, creating a gruesome sight.
"Boss, we were attacked!" he gasped, his voice trembling with fear and pain.
"What? Who did this?" Park Bucheng's expression darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"It was... it was the East District Gang!"
At this revelation, Park Bucheng's heart sank. Damn it, how could the East District Gang launch a surprise attack on us? Was Li Zhenghao behind this? He forced himself to remain calm, quickly analyzing the situation to assess the enemy's numbers and equipment. He secretly decided to employ a tactic of luring them into a trap.
He instructed the injured gang members to hide while he took a few able fighters to set traps and lure the enemy into an ambush. They placed tripwires and landmines at the entrance of the Gang Stronghold and stationed archers in the shadows, ready to deliver a devastating blow to their foes.
As expected, the enemy fell for the trap and rushed into the Gang Stronghold without anticipating an ambush. They charged in arrogantly, seemingly confident of their victory.
At that moment, Park Bucheng gave the command. The hidden gang members surged from their hiding spots and launched a fierce attack on the intruders. Arrows rained down like a storm upon them, accompanied by screams of agony. The tripwires and landmines were triggered, resulting in deafening explosions that threw the enemy into disarray.
Park Bucheng utilized Graceful Wave Steps to swiftly enter the battlefield and began counterattacking. His movements were agile and his strikes fierce, like a tiger descending from the mountains—unstoppable.
During the fight, he suddenly experienced an epiphany and grasped the key technique of Tianshan Six Yang Palm. He seamlessly integrated this newly learned technique into his fighting style, instantly elevating his combat prowess.
With a powerful palm strike, he sent the enemy leader flying. The leader crashed heavily to the ground, coughing up blood before dying on the spot.
The enemy, leaderless, was thrown into chaos, dropping their weapons and fleeing in all directions.
Park Bucheng led the members of the Gangster in pursuit, annihilating them completely.
After the battle, Park Bucheng stood amidst the pool of blood, drenched and resembling a hellish warrior.
Though victorious, there was no trace of joy in his heart.
He knew this was only the beginning.
The threat from Li Zhenghao still loomed large.
The crisis within the Gangster had only just begun.
He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with determination.
This struggle had only just begun!
He looked up at the night sky as a shooting star streaked across, leaving behind a brilliant trail of light.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Li Zhenghao stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the dazzling lights of Seoul's night sky, a cold smile playing on his lips.
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