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The shadow was none other than Li Taizhu.
She struggled to crawl out from the rubble, her face covered in dirt and dust, looking utterly disheveled—far from the elegance of the Chaebol heiress she once was.
Park Bucheng looked down at her from above, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth. “Miss Li, it seems your luck isn’t very good tonight.”
Li Taizhu coughed up a mouthful of blood, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Park Bucheng. “Park Bucheng, don’t get too pleased with yourself! I won’t let you off!”
“Oh? Just based on you?” Park Bucheng scoffed, “Your father has to listen to me now; what can you do about it?”
Li Taizhu’s expression changed, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes. She hadn’t expected that Park Bucheng had already taken control of her father.
“What… what have you done to my father?”
“Don’t worry, your father is living quite comfortably,” Park Bucheng said casually. “As long as you behave, I guarantee he won’t come to any harm.”
Li Taizhu gritted her teeth, filled with unwillingness. She knew she was completely at a disadvantage and was no match for Park Bucheng.
“What do you want?”
“I want to know who leaked our base’s location to you,” Park Bucheng asked coldly.
Li Taizhu paused for a moment before shaking her head. “I don’t know.”
Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes; he could tell Li Taizhu was lying.
“It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin.”
As soon as Park Bucheng finished speaking, he moved in an instant, appearing right in front of Li Taizhu and grabbing her by the throat.
“Speak! Who is it?”
Li Taizhu's face flushed, and she struggled to breathe, yet she still gritted her teeth, refusing to utter a word.
A glint of coldness flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes as he tightened his grip.
"Cough, cough..." Li Taizhu writhed in pain, her eyes filled with fear.
At that moment, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from a distance.
"Brother Cheng! It's bad! The Chaebol has sent more people!" a flustered member of the Tai Chi Gang rushed over, shouting.
Park Bucheng furrowed his brow, realizing he could no longer delay. He released Li Taizhu and turned to look in the direction where the gang member had come from.
A group of men in black was rapidly approaching, armed with various weapons and exuding a murderous aura.
"Damn it! This is never-ending!" Park Bucheng cursed, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.
"Brothers! Prepare for battle!"
The members of the Tai Chi Gang quickly picked up their weapons, readying themselves for the fight.
A fierce battle erupted once again.
Park Bucheng led the charge into the enemy ranks like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. He executed the Graceful Wave Steps, his figure darting unpredictably as he evaded enemy attacks while unleashing his Six Meridians Divine Sword, taking down one foe after another.
Though the Tai Chi Gang members lacked martial skills, they were exceptionally brave, charging at the enemies fearlessly and using their bodies to buy time for Park Bucheng.
The battle was brutal, with both sides suffering heavy losses.
In the end, under Park Bucheng's leadership, the Tai Chi Gang successfully repelled the enemy's assault.
However, Park Bucheng knew that this was only a temporary victory. He had to find a flaw in the Chaebol as soon as possible to completely turn the situation around.
He approached Li Taizhu and asked coldly, "Will you speak now?"
Li Taizhu's face was pale, her eyes filled with despair. She knew she had no choice left.
"I will say..."
Li Taizhu slowly uttered a name.
A glimmer of light flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes.
He had finally found a breakthrough.
In the following days, Park Bucheng launched a covert investigation. Disguised, he infiltrated enemy territory to gather intelligence and eventually discovered a secret trading point.
This trading point was located within an underground casino in Seoul City Center.
Park Bucheng decided to personally infiltrate the casino to investigate further.
He donned the attire of a gambler, putting on sunglasses and a hat as he walked into the casino.
Inside, the atmosphere was vibrant with flashing lights and loud voices; various gambling activities were underway.
Park Bucheng discreetly observed his surroundings, searching for the entrance to the trading point.
Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure.
It was Kim Jeong-soo, one of the peripheral members of the Chaebol.
Park Bucheng followed quietly behind.
Kim Jeong-soo reached a corner of the casino and pushed open an inconspicuous door, stepping inside.
A spark of realization ignited in Park Bucheng's mind; he knew he had found the right place.
He took a deep breath and stealthily entered.
Behind the door was a narrow corridor, flanked by thick walls with no windows.
At the end of the corridor stood an iron door.
Kim Jeong-soo approached the iron door and entered a password, causing it to slowly creak open.
Park Bucheng held his breath and slipped inside.
Beyond the iron door was a spacious basement.
The basement was filled with various goods, and several people dressed in black were busy at work.
Park Bucheng immediately recognized that the goods were contraband involved in transactions between the Chaebol and Gangsters.
A surge of excitement coursed through him; he knew he had discovered the Chaebol's fatal weakness.
Just then, one of the men in black suddenly turned around and spotted Park Bucheng.
"Who are you?" the man barked sharply.
Park Bucheng's heart sank; he realized he had been exposed.
Without a word, he turned and ran.
"Catch him!" shouted the man in black.
A group of men in black immediately gave chase.
Park Bucheng utilized Graceful Wave Steps, swiftly weaving through the narrow corridor to evade his pursuers.
He soon reached the end of the passage.
However, the iron door was locked tight.
A wave of despair washed over Park Bucheng as he realized he was trapped.
Just then, he suddenly heard a whistling sound slicing through the air.
He quickly turned around to see a man in black launching a hidden weapon at him.
Park Bucheng had no time to dodge; the projectile struck him squarely in the chest.
He let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground.
The men in black rushed forward, surrounding Park Bucheng completely.
"Now you can't escape!" one of them sneered.
Park Bucheng struggled to get up but found himself utterly powerless.
Was he really going to die here today?
At that moment, he suddenly felt a powerful surge of internal energy flowing into his body.
His injuries healed instantly, and his strength was restored.
He sprang to his feet, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.
"You all must die!"
Park Bucheng roared, unleashing the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, sending all the black-clad figures flying.
He dashed to the iron gate and smashed it open with a single palm strike.
Then, without looking back, he charged outside.
He had to inform Li Zhenghao as soon as possible so they could prepare.
A greater storm was about to arrive...
Outside the casino, the night was deep and dark.
Park Bucheng stood under a streetlight, gazing at a small USB drive in his hand, a cold smile creeping across his lips.
This USB drive contained evidence powerful enough to topple the Chaebol.
The game had only just begun...
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