Far from the underground tunnels of Incheon, in a lavish hideout guarded by his most loyal men, Yujae Seon sat calmly in his chair. His sharp eyes narrowed as one of his informants kneeled before him, trembling.
"My lord," the man stammered, "we've tracked movements in the tunnels. The rats of Speed are gathering. Their leader, Jaegyeon Na, is with them. We finally have their location."
Yujae Seon leaned forward, lips curling into a cruel smile.
"Finally." His voice was quiet, dangerous. "Then let's end this charade. No more hiding, no more running. Mugak Wang…"
At his side, the towering beast of a man cracked his knuckles, grinning like a predator unleashed.
"Take your squad. Burn them out. Eliminate Jaegyeon Na and his Speed faction from this world. Just like we did with their king."
Mugak's laughter rumbled through the chamber like thunder.
"Consider it done."
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The Present – The Old Lady's Restaurant
The doors of the small restaurant exploded inward, wood flying in splinters. Shouts echoed through the streets as Dark Crocodile Society soldiers stormed in, dozens upon dozens armed with pipes, bats, and knives. Civilians screamed and scattered.
At the entrance, Mugak Wang stood tall, his bald head shining under the dim light, his eyes burning with hunger for violence. Behind him, his lieutenants Jaun Ryu and others fanned out with cruel smirks.
"Well, well," Mugak's booming voice filled the room. His grin widened as his eyes locked onto Jaegyeon Na. "I finally found you, little rat."
He stepped forward, spreading his arms as though greeting an old friend.
"Today is the day. Finally, you and your pathetic faction end… just like your former king!"
The air in the restaurant snapped with rage.
Jaegyeon's jaw tightened, his fists trembling. The Speed Faction members around him burned with fury, eyes wide with hatred. Even the old lady clenched her trembling hands, whispering prayers.
Daniel, still in disguise, stood from his chair, his body sharp and ready. His cold eyes scanned the room, every detail noted—numbers, weapons, exits, positions. His muscles tensed, prepared to strike at any moment.
Then suddenly, Mugak's gaze landed on him.
"And who the fuck are you?" Mugak barked, eyes narrowing. His lips twisted into a mocking sneer. "Another rat? Or just some unlucky bastard in the wrong place?"
Before Daniel could open his mouth, Jaegyeon Na stepped forward, his voice sharp as a blade.
"You don't need to know, bald bitch."
For a moment, silence reigned. Then Mugak burst into booming laughter, clutching his stomach.
"Doesn't matter! He'll die too!"
With that, he raised his massive arm and roared—
"Kill them all!"
The restaurant erupted into chaos as the Dark Crocodile Society charged, weapons swinging. Tables flipped, dishes shattered, screams filled the air.
Jaegyeon Na and his Speed Faction met them head-on, fists flying, rage burning.
Daniel's stance tightened, eyes gleaming coldly—ready to unleash himself into the storm.
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