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Park Bucheng felt as if his lungs were filled with lead, each breath bringing a sharp pain. The cold night wind swept through the mountainous outskirts of Seoul, but it couldn’t disperse the heavy scent of blood that clung to him. Damn Sofia, she really struck hard! He touched his aching shoulder; if it weren't for Li Meili's hacking skills, he would probably have been turned into meat paste by that woman by now.
“Boss, are you okay?” Kim Jeong-soo's voice trembled as he spoke, blood streaming down his leg, his face pale as a sheet. The bright red blood dripped from his pant leg, pooling on the ground in a shocking display.
Park Bucheng forced himself to muster some spirit, managing a smile that was more painful than crying. “I’m fine, just a little scratch. I won’t die.” Damn it, I’m going to be a kingpin in the underworld; what’s a little injury? He thought this to himself, but the pain in his shoulder surged again, making him gasp.
Li Shunjae clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of internal organs, the metallic smell overwhelming. “Damn it, those Chaebol lackeys are ruthless! They hit harder than gangsters!” He spat angrily, his eyes filled with rage.
Choi Ji-yeon’s expression was grave as she quickly checked their remaining ammunition, her brow furrowed. “Boss, we don’t have much ammo left—less than two magazines. We need to find a way to break out.” She handed the last magazine to Park Bucheng, her tone laced with despair.
Park Bucheng squinted and scanned their surroundings. Dense woods, rugged mountain paths, and the distant sound of helicopter blades echoed ominously. This was not a good sign; it was like adding insult to injury! The sound of the helicopter grew closer, indicating that the encirclement was tightening and their time was running out.
“Meili, have you found a suitable escape route?” Park Bucheng asked in a low voice, urgency creeping into his tone.
Li Meili’s anxious voice crackled through the earpiece. “Bucheng, the terrain around here is complicated. I’m searching… Wait! I found an abandoned mine; the entrance is about two hundred meters northwest of us! We can hide there temporarily!”
“Great! Let’s move!” Park Bucheng decided instantly, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.
Supporting each other, they stumbled toward the mine entrance. Kim Jeong-soo’s injuries worsened with every step; each movement sent sharp pains through him as beads of sweat rolled down his pale cheeks.
“Boss… I… I can’t go on…” Kim Jeong-soo said weakly, his voice barely audible.
Park Bucheng gritted his teeth. “Hang in there! We’re almost there! You can’t go down now!” He hoisted Kim Jeong-soo onto his back and continued at full speed as if carrying not a person but a featherweight bundle.
Just then, a barrage of gunfire erupted again like popping popcorn. The elite forces of the Chaebol had caught up; bullets whizzed overhead while branches splintered and debris flew everywhere.
“Damn it!” Park Bucheng cursed under his breath as he activated Graceful Wave Steps, moving like a ghost through the trees to dodge the deadly bullets. He darted left and right with blinding speed, like a streak of black lightning leaping through the forest.
"Cover the Boss!" Li Shunjae and Choi Ji-yeon fired desperately, suppressing the enemy's firepower to buy time for Park Bucheng. The gunfire was deafening, flames erupted, and smoke filled the air.
Park Bucheng struggled under the weight of Kim Jeong-soo, his speed inevitably affected. A bullet grazed his arm, leaving a trail of blood that gushed forth.
"Boss! Be careful!" Choi Ji-yeon exclaimed, her eyes filled with concern.
A fierce glint flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes as he abruptly stopped, handing Kim Jeong-soo over to Li Shunjae. He took a deep breath and thrust his palms forward with force.
"Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"
A powerful gust of wind surged forth, resembling a golden dragon as it lunged at the pursuers. The dragon roared, sweeping through with overwhelming force. Several Chaebol henchmen were caught off guard, struck by the wind and sent flying, crashing to the ground as they coughed up blood, their fates uncertain.
"Damn! The Boss's skills... are simply divine!" Li Shunjae watched in awe, admiration shining in his eyes.
Seizing the moment, Park Bucheng accelerated again, quickly reaching the entrance of the mine—a dark opening that resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast, ready to swallow everything whole.
"Get in quickly!" he urged everyone, his tone urgent yet resolute.
The group filed in one after another. Inside the mine, it was pitch black; they could not see their hands in front of their faces, as if entering an unknown world.
"Meili, send me the mine's structural map," Park Bucheng instructed, his voice echoing in the vast cavern.
Li Meili's voice soon came through: "Sent it already; be careful!"
Park Bucheng opened the structural map on his phone and, using its faint light, led everyone through the intricate maze of tunnels. The mine was cold and damp, and a musty odor hung in the air, making it hard to breathe.
The pursuers quickly entered the mine, and the sounds of gunfire and battle cries echoed in the narrow space, deafening like the roar of hell.
Park Bucheng led the group to a fork in the path. According to the map, the left side was a dead end, while the right led to the exit.
"We'll take the right!" Park Bucheng said decisively, his tone firm and resolute.
At that moment, a tall figure suddenly sprang out from the darkness, blocking their way. It was none other than Kim Tae-wook, the captain of the elite unit of the Chaebol. His gaze was icy, radiating a murderous intent like a demon from hell.
Park Bucheng's heart sank; it seemed that today's fierce battle was unavoidable.
"Brothers, prepare for battle!" Park Bucheng roared, taking a stance ready to fight, like a tiger poised to pounce.
Kim Tae-wook sneered, "You think you little minions can challenge me? You overestimate yourselves!"
Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Who will prevail is still uncertain!"
He took a deep breath, his True Qi surging within him.
"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
The Six Paths of Invisible Sword Qi shot from his fingertips, heading straight for Kim Tae-wook.
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