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As night fell over Seoul, the neon lights flickered like a slumbering beast, exhaling a mesmerizing glow. In the distance, the Han River shimmered, reflecting the city's hustle and bustle while concealing countless undercurrents.
The headquarters of the Taiji Consortium loomed tall, resembling a steel monster that devoured the surrounding light, exuding a cold and oppressive aura. The glass facade of the building mirrored the city's brilliance, like countless prying eyes watching every move within.
Park Bucheng squinted, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of white smoke that quickly dissipated in the night air. "Damn it, I'm here! Li Mingzhe, your end is near!" he muttered under his breath, his tone laced with chilling intent.
Leading an elite team, he slipped into the building like a ghost. Dressed in black tactical gear, they moved swiftly and silently through the shadows, akin to leopards hunting in the night.
Each team member played their role with precision, executing their tasks quickly and discreetly, like cogs in a well-oiled machine. Explosives expert Kim Jeong-soo carefully installed explosives, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead as he remained vigilant. Information specialist Choi Min-hyuk's fingers flew over the keyboard as he hacked into the surveillance system, capturing every moment on camera. Sniper Lee Jae Hyun took up a vantage point, setting up his rifle and aiming at the building's entrance with keen eyes like those of a hawk.
Park Bucheng led combat expert Park Ji-sung and driver Kim Se Bin straight to the underground secret warehouse. They advanced along their predetermined route, evading patrolling guards as they glided through the corridors like phantoms.
During their infiltration, Park Bucheng recalled the intel provided by Li Taizhu and thought to himself, “This woman really knows her stuff. Without her information, this operation would have been much harder.” The intel revealed that a power struggle was brewing within the Taiji Consortium’s upper echelons; serious disagreements existed between Li Mingzhe and other shareholders, creating an excellent opportunity for Park Bucheng's mission.
"It seems like the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole waits behind," Park Bucheng smirked internally as he quickened his pace.
The team successfully reached the underground warehouse, where a heavy metal door stood ominously before them, emanating a chilling aura. Zhao Yuhang, the undercover prosecutor, showcased his technical prowess as he skillfully operated equipment, his fingers dancing across the keyboard to precisely locate and destroy Taiji Consortium's core servers.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion erupted as the servers were reduced to scrap metal amidst flying sparks and billowing smoke.
Watching Li Mingzhe's furious reaction on the surveillance feed brought a wave of satisfaction to Park Bucheng. "Yes! Let’s see you be so arrogant now! What can you do about this?" He couldn't help but burst into laughter, reveling in the thrill of revenge.
Suddenly, alarms blared throughout the building, their shrill sound piercing through the air as the warehouse door was violently flung open with a thunderous crash.
Kim Tae-wook stormed in with a group of bodyguards, exuding an aura of menace akin to hungry wolves. "Park Bucheng, you've finally been caught!" he roared, his voice filled with the flames of hatred.
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh. "Do you think your ragtag bunch can stop me? You truly underestimate yourselves!"
In a flash, he executed the Graceful Wave Steps, darting through his enemies like a specter, leaving behind trails of afterimages.
"Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!" Park Bucheng shouted fiercely as he struck out with both palms. The gusts of his attack howled like a raging storm, sweeping through with an unstoppable force.
Kim Tae-wook's bodyguards were sent flying like paper, and the warehouse was filled with cries of despair as chaos erupted.
Kim Tae-wook's expression darkened; he had not anticipated Park Bucheng's formidable strength, and he was secretly astonished. Taking a deep breath, he assumed a fighting stance, ready to engage in a life-or-death battle with Park Bucheng.
The two exchanged blows, the sound of their fists colliding echoed like meteors crashing to earth, causing the air in the warehouse to feel almost tangible.
At first, Park Bucheng feigned weakness, pretending to be overwhelmed by Kim Tae-wook's fierce onslaught, retreating repeatedly to lure him in deeper.
Seeing this, Kim Tae-wook felt triumphant, believing that Park Bucheng had exhausted his tricks. He intensified his assault, launching deadly strikes and pressing forward relentlessly.
Just when he thought victory was within reach, Park Bucheng suddenly changed tactics, shifting from passive defense to active offense.
He unleashed the essence of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms with full force. The winds from his palms howled as if a dragon were emerging from the sea, unstoppable. Each strike contained immense internal power, surging toward Kim Tae-wook like a thunderbolt.
"Bang!" Kim Tae-wook was struck in the chest by one powerful palm and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He spat blood and his face turned pale as paper.
Park Bucheng was about to press his advantage when suddenly, Li Taizhu rushed out and stood in front of Kim Tae-wook. "Park Bucheng, stop!" Li Taizhu's face was pale, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. She had taken a blow for Kim Tae-wook, sustaining serious injuries.
Park Bucheng was taken aback; he never expected Li Taizhu would shield Kim Tae-wook from his attack. A mix of emotions surged within him.
Li Taizhu looked at Park Bucheng with a complicated expression and said, "You should go. I won't let you hurt him."
Conflicted feelings churned in Park Bucheng's heart. He gazed deeply at Li Taizhu before turning away. He knew this was not the time for romantic entanglements; there were more pressing matters that required his attention.
The team had successfully obtained secret documents revealing the collusion between the Taiji Consortium and the American government. These documents were crucial evidence to expose the crimes of the Taiji Consortium and would serve as a powerful weapon for Park Bucheng's counterattack.
Jin Da Yong led the Gangster members in providing external support, using vehicles and firepower to cover the team's escape from the Chaebol headquarters. Gunfire, explosions, and police sirens intertwined, creating a hellish scene.
On the escape route, Park Bucheng looked at the documents in his hand, his gaze icy. "Li Mingzhe, this is just the beginning! You will pay for this!" A new plan began to form in his mind. He intended to use these documents to unite with other forces and launch a full-scale counterattack against the Taiji Consortium and American interests.
This struggle had only just begun…
As they escaped, Park Bucheng noticed that Li Taizhu had secretly followed the convoy.
Her face was pale, clutching her chest weakly as she said to Park Bucheng, "Take me with you..."
Park Bucheng looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He did not know whether the appearance of Li Taizhu was a blessing or a curse...
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