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As night fell over Seoul, the city's neon lights flickered, failing to illuminate the heavy atmosphere within the Tai Chi Gang's secret hideout. The air was thick with the pungent smell of tobacco, and anxiety was etched on every face. Li Zhenghao abruptly extinguished his cigar in the ashtray, sparks flying like his current mood. "Damn it! Those bastards from the Chaebol are serious about this!" he gritted his teeth, his voice low and menacing, like a beast cornered.
"What? A full-scale attack?!" a High-Level member exclaimed, nearly dropping his teacup.
"Is the information reliable?" another High-Level member asked, his brow furrowed with skepticism.
"I have a contact inside the Chaebol who saw it with his own eyes. They are mobilizing all their forces to prepare for a complete purge against us!" Li Zhenghao slammed his hand on the table, causing the documents to jump.
"What... what do we do now?" someone murmured, panic beginning to spread through the crowd.
"Zhenghao, you were too reckless before! Now look what you've done—stirred up a hornet's nest!" a burly High-Level member pointed an accusing finger at Li Zhenghao. "You’ve dragged us all into this mess!"
"What good is saying that now?!" Li Zhenghao shouted back. "The urgent matter is to find a way to respond!"
As the argument escalated and tensions ran high, a figure who had remained silent finally spoke up. Park Bucheng's voice cut through the noise like ice. "What are you all shouting about, like a bunch of women?" His tone was cold but carried an undeniable authority.
All eyes turned to Park Bucheng as he slowly stood up and walked to the center of the room. His gaze swept over everyone, sharp and piercing, replacing the previous tension with an oppressive silence. The dim yellow light in the meeting room highlighted their inner turmoil and unease.
Li Zhenghao slammed his fist on the table again, producing a dull thud that made the teacups rattle. "Damn it! Those bastards from the Chaebol are coming for us! Just defending ourselves will lead to our doom; we must strike back!"
"Strike back? How do we strike back? We don’t even know their specific deployments!" a High-Level member questioned.
Park Bucheng sneered. "Who says I don’t know?" He pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket. "I have information that could lead us to wipe them out!" His expression was grim, like dark clouds before a storm.
"What?!" The meeting room erupted in chaos as everyone exchanged fearful glances, panic spreading through the air. The paper unfolded before them, revealing meticulously marked locations of various Chaebol strongholds, troop deployments, and defensive measures. "This intel was gathered at great personal risk—damn it, I almost got caught by Kim Tae-wook!" He recalled that night’s harrowing encounter with lingering dread.
"Boss, is this information reliable?" A burly man with a face full of scars stood up, trembling slightly as he spoke. He was Cui Hu, the third-in-command of the Gangster faction.
"I saw it with my own eyes; how could it be false?" Li Zhenghao roared, bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely.
Everyone stared at the detailed intelligence map, gasping in shock. They had not expected that Park Bucheng had accomplished so much without anyone realizing it.
"I suggest we build a façade while secretly advancing," Park Bucheng said, pointing at the map with a firm tone. "On the surface, we strengthen our defenses. That old fox Xu is personally overseeing the command and has mobilized all available forces, just waiting to uproot us!"
"What... what should we do?" another high-level member asked, his face pale and voice trembling.
"What should we do? Just wait to die?!" Li Zhenghao exploded with rage. "We need to secretly dispatch elite forces to strike at the Chaebol's key strongholds and catch them off guard!"
"This... the risk is too great!" a high-level member said anxiously. "If we fail, we're done for!"
"What are you afraid of? Fortune favors the bold! Instead of sitting here and waiting for death, let's fight with everything we've got! If you can't come up with a plan, then get the hell out!"
The meeting room fell silent, everyone was frozen in fear, not daring to provoke Li Zhenghao at such a critical moment. The atmosphere was thick with dread and despair, as if an invisible hand was choking each person.
"Here," Park Bucheng said emphatically, his eyes burning with determination. He pointed out several key locations on the map. "These places are the lifeblood of the Chaebol. If we take them down, we can completely turn the tide!"
His clear reasoning resonated in everyone's minds.
At that moment, a young man who had been silent stood up slowly. He was tall and handsome; it was Park Bucheng.
"Boss, I believe that merely defending ourselves will lead to our demise," Park Bucheng said calmly but assertively. "We must proactively analyze both our strengths and weaknesses against the enemy's and detail a specific action plan." His calm demeanor, meticulous logic, and exceptional courage gradually earned him the trust of those present.
In the end, Li Zhenghao decided to adopt Park Bucheng's plan. After the meeting concluded, Park Bucheng immediately took action to disrupt their deployment and seize a glimmer of hope.
As he spoke, all eyes turned to Park Bucheng. Some looked on with a glimmer of hope while others were filled with skepticism.
"What good ideas do you have?" Cui Hu asked derisively, casting a sideways glance at Park Bucheng.
He began to act discreetly, contacting his own people planted within various factions and gathering them together for a secret deployment of upcoming actions.
He approached Li Meili and laid out his plan in detail. Looking at this man before her, admiration filled her eyes. She was captivated by Park Bucheng's wisdom and courage and willingly offered her full support for his plan.
Park Bucheng smiled slightly, a glint of brilliance flashing in his eyes. "Build a façade while secretly advancing," he reiterated. "On the surface, we strengthen our defenses to mislead the enemy while covertly dispatching elite forces to strike at Chaebol's key strongholds and catch them off guard!"
Li Meili was deeply attracted by his insight and voluntarily pledged her support for his plan. Park Bucheng felt conflicted; he knew he shouldn't accept her offer but ultimately did so for the greater good.
Everything was ready as Park Bucheng reported his plan to Li Zhenghao. Although Li Zhenghao had his doubts, he listened intently.
"This... this risk is too great!" a High-Level member said with concern. "What if they discover us? We're finished!"
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained," Park Bucheng replied with determination. "Fortune favors the bold, and we have no way back now!" He pulled out a detailed plan from his pocket, and despite his reservations, Li Zhenghao agreed to the proposal.
"Remember, be cautious," Li Zhenghao said, patting Park Bucheng on the shoulder with a serious tone.
"Don't worry, boss," Park Bucheng said with a confident smile. "I'll make them pay."
As night deepened, a great battle was about to unfold.
The Chaebol alliance launched a full-scale attack on the core stronghold of the Gangsters. The protagonist remained calm under pressure and initiated a counterattack. The plan was filled with meticulous details about the troop deployments and defensive weaknesses of various Chaebol strongholds. He pointed at the plan, speaking eloquently as he laid out his strategy with solid data and clear logic.
The conference room fell silent, everyone stunned by Park Bucheng's plan. They never expected that this usually unassuming young man possessed such meticulous thinking and extraordinary courage.
In the end, Li Zhenghao made the decisive call to adopt Park Bucheng's plan. After the meeting concluded, Park Bucheng immediately sprang into action. He contacted his insiders placed in various factions to relay the plan and emphasized the importance of confidentiality.
Next, he sought out Li Meili. In the dim light, her gaze was complex and elusive. As she looked at this man brimming with wisdom and courage, an indescribable feeling surged within her heart.
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