Another part of Incheon was drenched in fire and blood.
The Dark Crocodile Society's reinforcements poured into the streets like an endless horde, their boots thundering against the ground.
Boknam swung his weapon, panting heavily as bodies pressed in on all sides.
He snarled through his teeth, shouting over the chaos:
"They're coming like a horde! They don't stop! Our force is too small—how long can we hold this?!"
Beside him, Yeowool drove his fist into the face of a Crocodile soldier, sending the man crashing into a wall. He wiped blood from his lip and answered coldly:
"As long as it takes. We have to hold them… until Jaegyeon and Cheon Ma kill the Chinese enforcers' leaders."
But before he could take another breath—
BOOM!
A hammer kick crashed into the ground where they stood. The pavement split, the shockwave scattering debris everywhere. Boknam and Yeowool barely dodged, leaping back as the earth cracked beneath them.
When the dust cleared, a man stood there.
His build was lean but powerful, his posture calm yet predatory. His eyes were cold, empty, like a predator studying prey.
Boknam growled, spitting blood from his mouth.
"Who the fuck are you?!"
Yeowool, eyes narrowing, muttered grimly:
"Don't waste your breath. He must be one of the Chinese reinforcements… the ones brought here to wipe us out."
The man didn't answer them at first. Instead, he turned his head, speaking sharply in Mandarin Chinese to the Crocodile soldiers behind him, his words like a command that snapped them to attention.
Then his gaze returned to Boknam and Yeowool.
Cold. Focused. Ready.
Before the standoff could break, several Speed Faction members rushed forward recklessly, screaming in rage:
"DIE, YOU CHINESE FUCKER!"
"FILTHY PIG! WE'LL KILL YOU!"
"NO! DON'T—!!" Yeowool tried to stop them, shouting desperately.
But it was too late.
The Chinese man moved.
Lightning-fast.
Before anyone could register what happened, the Speed Faction men were launched through the air, smashed aside like dolls by his strike. They crashed onto the ground with sickening thuds, blood spraying from their mouths as they groaned in agony.
Boknam and Yeowool froze for a moment, shock flashing across their faces.
This wasn't just another soldier.
This was something else entirely.
Slowly, both of them slid into their stances, their expressions grim and serious.
Boknam clenched his fists, muttering under his breath:
"…This is going to be a long day."
The real fight had just begun.
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