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Park Bucheng stepped out of the office, the sensation of the note still lingering in his palm. It was a thin piece of paper, yet it felt as heavy as a mountain. He knew that this note was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, about to stir up a tempest and pull him deeper into a whirlpool.
“Hey, newbie!” A rough voice boomed like thunder in his ear, interrupting his thoughts. Looking up, he saw Zhang Dali, the right-hand man of Li Zhenghao. The guy had a face full of flesh, fierce eyes, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, resembling a beast ready to pounce. He strode toward Park with purpose.
“The boss wants you to check on the smuggling situation at the docks. It seems someone is up to no good,” Zhang Dali exhaled a puff of smoke that made Park cough violently. “Don’t embarrass the boss. If you screw this up, you’ll regret it!”
Park Bucheng shrank his neck and feigned submission. “Got it, big brother. I’ll head over right away.” But inside, he sneered; this task seemed suspicious. Just after having a conflict with Jin Taishan, Li Zhenghao sends him to investigate smuggling? Damn it, there’s definitely something fishy going on!
As night fell, Seoul Port was eerily quiet, with only the distant yellow streetlights casting mottled shadows in the darkness. The sea breeze howled, carrying a salty scent that sent shivers down his spine. Park crouched behind a shipping container like a leopard lurking in the shadows, quietly observing his surroundings.
Suddenly, the roar of engines shattered the night’s tranquility, approaching like the growl of a wild beast. Three black vans slowly rolled in and parked in a secluded corner; their headlights extinguished, plunging the area back into darkness. Several burly men dressed in black jumped out of the vehicles, moving swiftly and discreetly to unload cargo.
“Hurry up!” barked the bald leader as he urged his men while scanning the area nervously like a frightened rabbit. “Don’t let anyone see us! If cop catches us, we’re all going to jail!”
Park squinted his eyes and recognized the bald man in the dim light. What the hell? Isn’t that Jin Taishan’s right-hand man? What is he doing here? Could this be why Li Zhenghao sent him to investigate? A chill ran down Park’s spine; it seemed there was a massive conspiracy lurking behind this.
As he pondered this, a faint breeze swept by, carrying a hint of gunpowder that tickled his nostrils. Park's pupils constricted as realization struck him—these containers weren’t filled with ordinary goods; they were arms! This was serious business; if they exploded, the entire dock would be obliterated!
At that moment, a shadow silently appeared behind him like a ghost. Park's heart raced as he felt every hair on his back stand on end, but he maintained an appearance of panic and turned around as if startled.
“Well well, isn’t this Li Zhenghao’s new favorite?” The newcomer was a burly man with a gruesome scar across his face, sneering at him with disdainful amusement. “What are you doing here at this hour, sneaking around?”
Park recognized him as Scar Qiang, the leader of another gang from the West District. This guy was notorious for being ruthless; he wouldn’t hesitate to draw a knife at the slightest provocation—definitely not someone to mess with.
"I... I just came to take a... walk..." Park Bucheng stammered, secretly channeling his inner energy in preparation for any sudden situation. His palms were slightly sweaty, and his heart began to race.
"A walk? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Scar Qiang sneered, a glint of menace flashing in his eyes. With that, he suddenly swung a punch, the wind howling as it hurtled toward Park Bucheng's face. The force behind the punch was tremendous; if it landed, Park Bucheng would surely end up bruised and battered!
However, Park Bucheng was ready. He swiftly dodged with the Graceful Wave Steps technique, moving like a ghost and easily evading the blow. Scar Qiang's fist hit nothing but air, leaving him momentarily stunned, disbelief etched across his face: "Damn, you've got some skills!"
Before Scar Qiang could react further, Park Bucheng closed the distance and delivered a Tianshan Six Yang Palm strike to his chest. Scar Qiang immediately felt a searing energy surge through him, as if his internal organs were being set ablaze. He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground with a muffled groan.
"Who... who are you?" Scar Qiang gasped, clutching his chest, his face pale and filled with terror as he looked at Park Bucheng.
Park Bucheng did not answer. Instead, he stepped forward swiftly and seized Scar Qiang by the throat, his gaze cold as ice: "Tell me what you're doing here!"
"I... I don't know..." Scar Qiang tried to hold firm, but his voice trembled.
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh and tightened his grip: "Is that so? Then I'll send you to meet the King of Hell!"
"Please... don't kill me!" Scar Qiang finally broke under pressure, despair flooding his eyes. "It was Zhang Hu! Zhang Hu sent us here! He teamed up with Jin Taishan to take down Li Zhenghao!"
A spark of intensity flickered in Park Bucheng's eyes: "Go on."
"Zhang Hu and Jin Taishan are colluding in secret to control the arms smuggling line. They set up a trap to frame Li Zhenghao. This shipment tonight is meant to pin the blame on him!" Scar Qiang spilled everything in a rush, fearing that any delay could cost him his life.
Just then, a sudden commotion erupted from afar—urgent footsteps approaching, heavy and chaotic. Park Bucheng turned to see a group of armed men in black rushing toward them, exuding an aura of lethal intent.
"Catch him! Don't let him escape!" The leader was none other than Jin Taishan's right-hand man, holding a sleek black handgun aimed at Park Bucheng.
Park Bucheng cursed under his breath, realizing he had fallen into an ambush. He shoved Scar Qiang aside and darted through the maze of containers like a bolt of black lightning. Behind him, a flurry of gunfire erupted, bullets ricocheting off the metal, creating a cacophony of clanging sounds and sparks flying everywhere.
At that moment, a familiar figure appeared before him. Park Bucheng squinted and was astonished to see Kim Soo-yeon! Dressed in a tight black outfit, she resembled an elf in the night, her gaze steady and calm.
"Follow me!" Kim Soo-yeon whispered urgently, pulling him into a concealed passageway, disappearing into the darkness.
Once they reached a safe area, Park Bucheng finally asked, "How did you end up here?"
Kim Soo-yeon's expression was grave. "After I received your note, I started investigating the relationship between the Taiji Consortium and the Gangsters. I didn't expect things to be even more complicated than I thought."
"What do you mean?" Park Bucheng furrowed his brow, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
"Someone high up in the Taiji Consortium is secretly supporting Zhang Hu and Jin Taishan, trying to control the arms smuggling routes through them. And this involves American interests..." Kim Soo-yeon's voice was low and serious, as if it were the calm before a storm.
Just as Park Bucheng was about to press for more information, his phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Li Zhenghao: "Return to base immediately; there's an important mission."
Looking at the screen, a glint of cold light flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes. He knew that a greater storm was about to unfold. And what role would he play in this impending chaos?
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