Inside the Base, Evening.
Johan sat in a leather chair at the head of the table, his posture casual but his gaze fixed on the man sitting across from him, Beside him sat Jin Jang, arms folded, his eyes scanning Sun-ho, Around them, the other executives, those who weren't in the hospital, sat nursing injuries, Wrists wrapped in bandages, Shoulders in slings, Some had their ribs taped up beneath their shirts.
Sun-ho sat calmly on a plastic chair, a bottle of water in hand, He took a slow sip, his unchanged despite the cautious eyes on him.
"You're going back to Gangnam-gu?"
"Yeah, My house is there."
Sun-ho's tone was steady, as if the question were more a formality than anything else.
Johan leaned forward slightly "Can't you settle here in Gangbuk? It'd make things easier for me to reach you."
Sun-ho shook his head, setting the water bottle on the table "I can't, It's not just me I live with my older brother and Childhood friend, We've got no one else, My brother he's the one who takes care of us."
For a few seconds, Johan just studied him"…I see, Okay No problem, But you'll have to come here at least once or twice a week, More often if it's something serious."
Sun-ho gave a short nod "Fine, Anyway, about the people I told you to look into, Don't approach them yet, Just get me their details."
Johan smirked faintly "Finding people in Gangbuk's easy for me, Our members are everywhere here, This is my turf, I rule it."
His tone shifted, more serious now "Now that I've told you about the Four Major Crews, and about Gun Park and Goo… you understand, right? They're the ones who started this whole crew structure, They take a cut from every crew in the city every month, I'm one of Gun Park's successors, When they come, don't test them, They're in a completely different league than us."
Sun-ho simply nodded, the information without reaction because he already know, He stood up, ready to leave, but stopped halfway to the door.
He turned his head slightly "Be careful, Johan Even if it's me, or anyone else don't trust blindly, Or you'll pay for it And don't just think about yourself, Think about your crew, If you keep moving with the same mindset you have now, everything you've built will collapse."
"If one person falls, the other can reach out and help, but someone who falls alone is in real trouble."
Without waiting for a reply, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Johan stared at the door for a long moment after it shut, Then he leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing in thought.
From the side, Mark-sa shifted uncomfortably "Boss, are you sure about him? What if he's a spy from another crew?"
Before Johan could answer, Jin Jang spoke up "No, He's not a spy, There's nothing on him from the Four Majors, not even from the smaller crews or the street gangs, But…"
He glanced at Johan "I'll still put some of our people on him, Watch him closely Johan, he's strong, skilled, experienced, If he ever turned on us we'd be in trouble, And one more thing, he fights without using any martial arts techniques, Someone that experienced not having formal training? He's hiding something, I'd bet he knows martial arts but just doesn't show it."
Johan only gave a slow nod, His mind wasn't on the suspicion, it was on the words Sun-ho had left him with 'Friends… huh.'
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Two weeks later Gangnam-gu, Late Night
Minsoo stepped out of a small boutique with a neatly wrapped gift bag in one hand, The shopkeeper had bowed as he left, Minsoo has Changed little, he was No more thin because of working out.
A short walk later, he arrived at his building
When he unlocked the door, Hana Mae Lee was sitting on the couch in her pajamas, scrolling on her phone. She looked up the moment she heard the door.
"You're back late again, Did you eat...." She stopped when she saw the bag in his hand "What's that?"
Minsoo set it down on the table in front of her "For you."
Hana blinked, Smiled, then slowly pulled the ribbon loose, Inside was a delicate silver bracelet, its charm shaped like a small crescent moon.
Her eyes widened slightly "Why?"
Minsoo shrugged, leaning back against the wall "Thanks For helping me, you like it."
Hana held it in her hands for a moment, the soft light catching on the silver, Her lips curled into a small genuine smile "It's… beautiful, Thank you."
Minsoo's expression softened, Just a little.
Minsoo and Hana Mae Lee had settled into something comfortable, over the past two weeks, they'd Started Doing things together, She started joining him during his morning workouts, He in return help her in the kitchen.
At first, Hana found it hilarious, this quiet, broad-shouldered guy who could dismantle a dozen men in a fight, now struggling not to burn rice But his patience surprised her Slowly, her little smiles became more common, and the apartment felt… less like a place people simply stayed in, and more like a home.
For his second body, Sun-ho, life at the God Dogs base had shifted completely.
The members, who had first viewed him as an outsider even a threat were now greeting him with genuine respect, The story of what he'd done when he first arrived still being Talk, But respect came not only from strength, Sun-ho talked to them He remembered names He didn't bark orders like a dictator, he laughed with them, offered advice, patched them up when fights went bad.
For many, he had become a kind of big brother, the man who could destroy an enemy in minutes but would also share his Food or ask how their families were doing.
Johan noticed too.
The bond between Johan Seong and Sun-ho grew stronger with every meeting, They didn't speak in overly sentimental terms, but in the way they moved and worked together, a trust had formed.
It was so obvious, in fact, that it began to Jealous the other executives Some had been with Johan for More then Months, They'd bled beside him But Johan never looked at them the way he sometimes looked at Sun-ho, never gave them that silent acknowledgment, that subtle nod of respect.
Sun-ho didn't just sit around.
Within those two weeks, he took over the training of more than fifty low-ranking members, His style was brutal but effective, no wasted movements, He drilled them until their sweat hit the floor in thick drops, until their breathing was ragged, And in those sessions, he learned.
Every time he saw something good, a stance, a strike, a defensive movement, he memorized it Piece by piece, he absorbed the best techniques from among the low members, Even when Johan was training the executives, Sun-ho would sit in his battered plastic chair leaning back, seemingly relaxed… but his eyes followed every movement Johan made.
Footwork, Timing.
He didn't just watch, he Copied it in his mind.
And then, in private, he would break it down.
Little by little, his arsenal expanded, He now had solid foundations in boxing, snapping jabs, heavy crosses, clean hooks, He'd taken the fluid kicks of taekwondo.
he became more Powerful.
But one thing was clear, Sun-ho wasn't just strong Enough To Fight monsters yet.
But his mind wasn't always on fighting, In his quieter hours, Sun-ho made phone calls, sent emails, attended meetings Over the two weeks, he made investments, shares in companies.
Money was another kind of weapon.
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Gangnam-gu, Late Night
In the middle of the living room, Sun-ho and Minsoo stood barefoot on the floor, their body moved jab, cross, hook, hips rotating with precision, A quick pivot a whipping roundhouse kick, then a step forward into a clean elbow strike.
Minsoo Sweat beaded down his temples, his breathing steady.
He was running through everything he'd copied over the past weeks to Test it on Sun-ho, The light footwork from one of the low members, Johan's sharp, fluid counterpunches.
Each move flowed, they were his now.
Front kick, Side step, Low sweep, Back to stance.
When he finally stopped, his chest was damp with sweat and looked at Sun-ho "Not even a sweat? If someone stronger then me appear I would lose badly but, would Sun-ho's Will be same? Don't know."
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NAME:|- MINSOO-JI SEOP
HEIGHT:|- 181 CM
STRENGTH:|- [ S- ]
SPEED:|- [ S- ]
POTENTIAL:|- [ SSS+++ ]
INTELLIGENCE:|- [ S ]
ENDURANCE:|- [ A+ ]
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[AN/ Recommend me Some Names for companies, For This world.]