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At that critical moment, the heavy wooden door of the conference room burst open with a deafening crash, splinters flying everywhere! A fully armed SWAT team surged in like a pack of tigers, their dark gun barrels aimed squarely at everyone present, freezing the air in an instant.
"Everyone, don’t move! Raise your hands!" The SWAT Captain's voice boomed like thunder, ringing in everyone's ears.
Park Bucheng's lips curled slightly, revealing a barely perceptible cold smile. The first step of his plan had succeeded; these fools really dared to make a move here, practically walking into a trap. He feigned panic and raised his hands, but his eyes met the SWAT Captain's in a fleeting moment, conveying a signal that only they could understand.
Li Zhenghao's face turned ashen. He never expected Park Bucheng to be one step ahead, setting up such a trap. However, being an old hand at this game, he quickly regained his composure and revealed a sinister smile. "Do you think this will capture me? You're too naive!"
Before he could finish speaking, the tempered glass windows of the conference room suddenly shattered with a deafening explosion! Dozens of black-clad figures surged in through the broken windows like dark phantoms, their gleaming weapons reflecting a chilling light under the fluorescent bulbs. At the same time, hurried and heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor outside, rumbling like thunder.
"Damn it, this old fox really had a backup plan!" Park Bucheng cursed inwardly as his heart sank. While he anticipated that Li Zhenghao wouldn’t surrender easily, he hadn’t expected such thorough preparation for an internal and external assault!
The SWAT team reacted swiftly, engaging in fierce gunfire with the intruding black-clad figures. Bullets whizzed through the conference room as glass shards flew like hailstones, transforming the entire space into a smoke-filled battlefield. The sounds of screams, gunfire, and shattering glass intertwined to create a chaotic and deadly symphony.
"Brothers, stick to the plan! Leave no one behind!" Park Bucheng commanded firmly amidst the hail of bullets. His loyal team quickly dispersed like leopards across the battlefield, skillfully coordinating with the trained SWAT members to form a tight encirclement that trapped the black-clad figures within.
With a swift movement, Park Bucheng darted forward, his figure flickering like a ghost as he executed the Graceful Wave Steps. He navigated through the chaos with ease, each appearance accompanied by an enemy's scream. One black-clad figure swung a sharp blade at him; Park Bucheng slightly sidestepped to evade the attack while delivering a rapid strike with the Tianshan Six Yang Palm. The force of his palm surged forth like a roaring fire dragon. The man flew back like a broken kite, crashing heavily against the wall with a dull thud before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After three muffled gunshots rang out, three more black-clad figures fell to the ground in response. Park Bucheng's movements were fluid and graceful, resembling an elegant yet deadly dance of death. Each strike contained profound internal energy and an intense heat that left enemies with nowhere to escape.
Seeing this, Li Zhenghao's eyes flashed with disbelief and horror. He could hardly fathom Park Bucheng's extraordinary skills; it was simply unfathomable. For a moment, he found himself at a loss for what to do. But he quickly snapped back to reality, drawing a sharp dagger from his waist and charging furiously at Park Bucheng.
"Kid, let me show you what real martial arts are!" Li Zhenghao roared, his blade flashing like snow, each strike aimed to kill, carrying a fierce killing intent.
Park Bucheng, however, remained calm and collected, executing the Graceful Wave Steps with increasing agility. He weaved through the flurry of blades like a slippery loach, causing Li Zhenghao's attacks to miss time and again.
"Is this all you've got? Do you really think you can show off in front of me?" Park Bucheng smirked with a hint of mockery in his voice, filled with disdain.
These words completely enraged Li Zhenghao. His assault grew fiercer, the blade raining down like a torrential storm, yet he still couldn't touch Park Bucheng even slightly. Instead, he found himself gasping for breath as he exerted too much force, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"I told you, you're still too green to play dirty," Park Bucheng suddenly halted, raising his hands slowly into a peculiar stance. A powerful internal force surged within him, and the air around seemed to radiate a scorching heat, as if it were about to ignite.
"Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"
With a deafening shout, Park Bucheng unleashed his palm strike like an overwhelming tide crashing towards Li Zhenghao. This strike gathered all his strength and was incredibly powerful, carrying an unstoppable momentum. Although Li Zhenghao raised his blade in time to block it, he was still sent flying by the sheer force, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper.
The battle ended swiftly. With the seamless cooperation of the SWAT team and Park Bucheng's squad, all the black-clad men were quickly subdued. Li Zhenghao and his subordinates were handcuffed and escorted to the police car. The sound of police sirens pierced the night sky and gradually faded away.
Park Bucheng began to carefully search the scene for any valuable clues. As he rummaged through Li Zhenghao's abandoned briefcase, a sealed document caught his attention. He cautiously opened it, and as he read further, his brow furrowed deeper and his expression grew increasingly grave.
"This is..." Park Bucheng's pupils constricted sharply as a storm of emotions surged within him.
The document clearly detailed a secret agreement between the Chaebol and a mysterious force; they planned to support an emerging gangster with the intention of weakening the Tai Chi Gang through internal strife. And the mastermind behind this plan was...
Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated. A strange number flashed on the screen, and that number made his heart race…
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