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Park Bucheng stood at the entrance of the warehouse, taking a deep breath as the cold sea breeze filled his lungs, sending a shiver down his spine. He knew that after tonight, the underworld of Taiji Nation would be reshuffled. He squinted, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes, and a cold smile crept across his lips. "Li Mingzhe, Kim Tae-wook, your good days are over."
Inside the warehouse, the dim yellow lights flickered uncertainly, illuminating Li Zhenghao's anxious face. He paced back and forth, glancing at his watch every few moments, cursing under his breath. "What the hell? Are these Chaebol lackeys scared or something? What time is it already?!"
"Boss, don't worry; the best part is yet to come," Park Bucheng said as he approached him, his tone relaxed as if everything was under control.
"Damn it, I'm just afraid these bastards will pull some dirty tricks!" Li Zhenghao spat angrily, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
No sooner had he spoken than a deafening crash echoed through the air as the warehouse door was violently smashed open. The twisted metal door collapsed inward, kicking up a cloud of dust. A group of armed mercenaries surged in like a tidal wave, with Sofia leading the charge. Clad in a tight black outfit that accentuated her curves, her icy gaze radiated lethal intent, resembling a vengeful goddess from hell. "Li Zhenghao, your time is up!"
"Shit! They really came! Brothers, let's take them down!" Li Zhenghao roared as he grabbed an AK47 and fired the first shot.
The members of Gangster immediately raised their weapons in retaliation. In an instant, gunfire erupted, mingled with shouts and screams that filled the entire warehouse. Flames erupted and smoke billowed, creating a scene reminiscent of hell on earth. The air was thick with the stench of gunpowder and blood, making it nauseating.
Park Bucheng acted swiftly, pulling Li Zhenghao behind a stack of crates. "Boss, be careful!"
"Damn it! These women fight dirty!" Li Zhenghao wiped the dust from his face as a bullet grazed past his ear, leaving a trail of blood.
"Boss, you stay here and command; I'll go deal with them," Park Bucheng said before darting into the darkness like a leopard.
In the center of the warehouse stood Kim Tae-wook like an iron tower, his body fortified by hard qi that rendered him impervious to harm. Bullets ricocheted off him with metallic clinks but failed to inflict any damage. He sneered at the fleeing Gangster members with disdain in his eyes. "A bunch of rabble dares to challenge me!"
Suddenly, he sensed a gust of wind approaching from behind and turned around just in time to see Park Bucheng standing before him with a mocking smile on his face. "Kim Tae-wook, long time no see."
“Park Bucheng! You finally showed up!” Kim Tae-wook gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a fiery hatred, as if he wanted to swallow Park Bucheng whole.
“What’s wrong? Missed me?” Park Bucheng asked with a smile, his tone dripping with provocation, as if he didn’t regard Kim Tae-wook at all.
“Cut the crap! Today, it’s either you die or I do!” Kim Tae-wook roared, his fists hammering down towards Park Bucheng like iron hammers, accompanied by a whistling wind.
Unfazed, Park Bucheng executed the Graceful Wave Steps, his figure flickering like a ghost, easily dodging the attack. He moved with an ethereal grace that left Kim Tae-wook unable to grasp his whereabouts; every punch landed on empty air.
“What kind of footwork is this?” Kim Tae-wook was startled; he had never seen such an elusive technique that seemed to predict his every move.
“Graceful Wave Steps, ever heard of it?” Park Bucheng replied with a grin, simultaneously flicking his fingers. The Shao Shang Jian from the Six Meridians Divine Sword shot forth, the invisible sword energy striking precisely at Kim Tae-wook’s acupoint.
Kim Tae-wook felt a jolt throughout his body, immobilized and filled with shock and fear. “What… what did you do to me?” He sensed that the flow of True Qi within him was obstructed, as if trapped by an invisible force.
“Just a little trick,” Park Bucheng said with a smile, then struck Kim Tae-wook's chest with a palm, sending him flying to the ground where he crashed heavily and spat blood.
“Boss, that was awesome!” Li Zhenghao shouted excitedly upon witnessing this, boosting morale among the gang members.
The members of the Gangster were invigorated as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, launching a fierce assault on the remaining mercenaries. Seeing the situation turn dire, Sofia's face paled as she quickly ordered a retreat. “Fall back! Quickly!”
“Thinking of escaping? Not so easy!” Park Bucheng snorted coldly and pursued like lightning, leaving behind multiple afterimages.
Outside the warehouse, police sirens grew louder as Yin Zehui arrived with a group of officers. Upon seeing the chaotic scene filled with bodies strewn everywhere, he couldn’t help but frown. “Looks like I missed quite a show.”
He walked up to Park Bucheng and said meaningfully, "Park Bucheng, you are indeed remarkable. However, the road ahead will be even more difficult."
Park Bucheng looked at Yin Zehui, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "I know, but I'm not afraid."
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