The flames illuminated the night sky, casting a red glow, while thick smoke billowed, filling the air with a pungent burnt smell. Park Bucheng glanced back at the burning warehouse, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth. Saint Seiya? Nothing more than that.
The sound of police sirens grew closer, echoing like death knells, striking at Park Bucheng's nerves. He had to leave this place of trouble quickly.
He darted into a dimly lit alley, leaping a few times before disappearing into the night.
However, he was unaware that an even greater crisis was approaching.
At the headquarters of the Chaebol, in the the Kim's conference room, the atmosphere was tense.
"Park Bucheng, that name is etched in my memory," said Jin Dongxu, the uncle of Kim Jeong-soo, his face pale and voice icy.
"How dare he ruin our plans? He must be tired of living!"
"We must eliminate him quickly; otherwise, he will become a lingering threat," another family member chimed in.
"I have already dispatched the most elite Pursuit Team; they are seasoned veterans and will surely capture Park Bucheng," a fierce glint flashed in Jin Dongxu's eyes.
"Moreover, I have invited five masters who were once legendary Saint Seiya; their strength is extraordinary."
"Saint Seiya?" The family members present showed expressions of surprise.
"That's right, Saint Seiya," Jin Dongxu replied with a hint of pride in his tone. "With them on our side, Park Bucheng won't stand a chance."
Meanwhile, Park Bucheng was hiding with his team members in an abandoned factory.
"Boss, the Chaebol people are closing in!" one of his subordinates rushed in to report anxiously.
"I know," Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes, a glint of cold light flashing within them.
"I've set the trap; now we just wait for them to walk right into it."
Outside the abandoned factory, the Chaebol's Pursuit Team had surrounded the entire area.
"Charge in and capture Park Bucheng!" The captain commanded, and the members of the Pursuit Team rushed into the factory.
However, what awaited them were the traps that had been meticulously laid out.
Tripwires, landmines, and various mechanisms sprang into action, catching the Pursuit Team members off guard.
Screams and explosions echoed as members of the Pursuit Team fell one by one.
Park Bucheng led his team to break out from the other side of the factory.
"After them!" The captain shouted, quickly leading the remaining Pursuit Team members in pursuit.
Little did they know, they had already fallen into Park Bucheng's trap.
Park Bucheng guided the Pursuit Team members into a dense forest.
This was Park Bucheng's territory.
He utilized the advantages of the terrain to engage in guerrilla warfare against the Pursuit Team.
Graceful Wave Steps, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms—various martial arts techniques were unleashed in succession, leaving the members of the Pursuit Team in dire straits.
As he watched his teammates fall one by one, the captain finally realized that he was no match for Park Bucheng.
He quickly grabbed his walkie-talkie and called for assistance from Jin Dongxu.
"Mr. Jin, we are no match for Park Bucheng. Requesting backup!"
"What? You’re not even a match for him?" Jin Dongxu's voice was filled with shock.
"It seems we can only call upon the Saint Seiya now."
Jin Dongxu hung up the phone and immediately contacted the Saint Seiya Five Warriors.
"Saint Seiya, it's your turn to take the stage."
Outside the abandoned factory, five figures descended from the sky, landing before the Pursuit Team.
They were clad in shining Sacred Armor, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Saint Seiya?" Park Bucheng felt a sinking sensation as he looked at the five individuals before him.
He knew he had encountered a true adversary.
"Park Bucheng, your time has come," the leader of the Saint Seiya said coldly.
"Is that so? Then let's give it a try," Park Bucheng sneered, taking up a fighting stance.
The five Saint Seiya launched a coordinated attack, their moves perfectly synchronized and incredibly powerful.
Although Park Bucheng was agile, he still struggled to defend himself.
He was forced to retreat step by step, sustaining multiple injuries.
"Haha, is that all you've got?" the leader of the Saint Seiya mocked.
"It seems you're not as impressive as you thought."
Park Bucheng gritted his teeth, a flicker of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he recalled the principles of the Beiming Divine Skill.
The Beiming Divine Skill allowed him to absorb the inner strength of his enemies and turn it into his own.
"Here goes everything!" Park Bucheng resolved, deciding to take a desperate gamble.
He activated the Beiming Divine Skill, drawing the inner strength of the five Saint Seiya into his body.
The inner strength flowed continuously into Park Bucheng, filling him with newfound power.
His injuries began to heal rapidly.
"What is happening?" The leader of the Saint Seiya felt his inner strength draining away, his face changing dramatically.
"My inner strength..."
The other four Saint Seiya also sensed something was wrong and stopped their attacks.
Park Bucheng seized the opportunity and unleashed the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, sending all five Saint Seiya flying.
The five Saint Seiya crashed heavily to the ground, losing their combat ability.
"This... how is this possible?" The leader of the Saint Seiya struggled to stand up, disbelief filling his eyes.
"Who... who are you?"
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh but did not answer.
He walked up to the five Saint Seiya and stripped them of their Sacred Armor.
"I'll gladly take these Sacred Armor."
As Park Bucheng donned the Sacred Armor, he felt his power surge once again.
He glanced back at the abandoned factory, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.
" the Kim, just wait. I will definitely return."
Park Bucheng turned and walked away, disappearing into the night.
At the the Kim headquarters, Jin Dongxu received a report from the Pursuit Team, his face darkening.
"Saint Seiya has fallen as well?"
He couldn't comprehend how powerful Park Bucheng truly was.
"It seems we underestimated him."
A glint of malice flashed in Jin Dongxu's eyes.
"Park Bucheng, just wait. I will make you pay for this!"
The forest was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.
Park Bucheng's figure gradually faded into the darkness, leaving behind a scene of chaos and five unconscious Saint Seiya members.
In the distance, the police siren grew fainter, as if heralding the calm before the storm.
However, this storm was just beginning… Jin Dongxu suddenly stood up, his eyes burning with the fire of vengeance. He grabbed the phone on the table and dialed a mysterious number…
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