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The biting river wind whipped through the air, carrying shards of ice that struck Park Bucheng's face like sharp knives. He took a deep breath, the briny scent of the Han River mingling with industrial fumes, swirling in his lungs. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
"Damn this weather," came a low curse from behind him, the second-in-command of the gang, Li Zhenghao. He rubbed his frostbitten hands together and asked in a gruff voice, "Bucheng, are you sure that damn Research Center is in this rundown place?"
Park Bucheng did not turn around; his gaze was fixed firmly on the seemingly ordinary factory across the river. "The intel is reliable. The heart of the Taiji Consortium beats right there." His tone was cold, as if he were channeling a chilling wind from hell.
The factory was brightly lit and heavily guarded, with sentries stationed every few steps, patrolling like diligent ants. Sneaking in silently would be akin to pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth.
"Brothers, stay sharp!" Park Bucheng lowered his voice, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Tonight, we are going to teach the Taiji Consortium a lesson they will never forget!"
According to their original plan, they would split into three teams. Li Zhenghao would lead one group to launch a frontal diversion to draw fire; another team was tasked with cutting off the factory's power and communications; while Park Bucheng himself would lead an elite squad through a pre-scouted secret passage—a disused sewer—to strike at the heart of the enemy.
The sewer was filthy and reeked horrendously, but they had no choice but to endure it for the sake of their mission. In the darkness, the sounds of scurrying rats mingled with the flow of sewage, creating an eerie atmosphere.
"What the hell is this place?" one young gang member couldn't help but complain.
"Shut up!" Park Bucheng hissed softly. "Do you want to attract the Chaebol's dogs?"
After a long and torturous crawl, they finally reached their destination—the basement of the Research Center.
With a thunderous boom, Li Zhenghao's diversion began. Gunfire, explosions, and shouts shattered the night's tranquility in an instant.
Park Bucheng kicked open the basement door and charged inside first. The room was brightly lit, various instruments and equipment flickering with cold light. Several researchers in white lab coats panicked and scattered in all directions.
"Leave no one alive!" Park Bucheng commanded coldly.
A fierce street battle erupted immediately. The security personnel of the Chaebol were well-trained, well-equipped, and fiercely armed. However, the members of the Gangster were not to be underestimated; they were all desperate men, unafraid of death.
Park Bucheng moved like a ghost through the hail of bullets. The Graceful Wave Steps allowed him to dodge bullets effortlessly, while the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms gave him devastating offensive power. His palms flew through the air, the wind from his strikes howling as one security guard after another was sent flying, either dead or injured.
At that moment, a figure caught Park Bucheng's attention. It was a man who looked exactly like him, agile and ruthless in his movements.
"Who are you?" Park Bucheng asked, filled with confusion.
"I am Kim Tae-wook, the top expert of JK Group," the man replied coldly, hostility gleaming in his eyes.
The two immediately engaged in an intense duel. Kim Tae-wook's martial arts were surprisingly on par with Park Bucheng's, even seeming to have the upper hand at times. The more they fought, the more alarmed Park Bucheng became; it felt as if he were battling his own reflection.
"Who... who exactly are you?" Park Bucheng asked again.
Kim Tae-wook let out a cold laugh. "I am the nightmare you can never defeat!"
In the heat of battle, Park Bucheng gradually realized that Kim Tae-wook was likely a Clone secretly cultivated by JK Group. This revelation shocked him deeply and strengthened his resolve to destroy this evil organization.
"Even if you are my Clone, I will annihilate you today!" Park Bucheng roared as he unleashed all his strength.
He held nothing back, pushing the Graceful Wave Steps and Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms to their limits. At the same time, he utilized explosives that he had previously set up to blow up the core facilities of the Research Center.
With a deafening roar, the core facility of the Research Center was reduced to rubble.
Park Bucheng watched the raging flames before him, filled with a sense of vengeful exhilaration. He knew that this battle was just the beginning; a greater crisis loomed ahead.
Amidst the burning ruins, he uncovered clues about the deeper conspiracies of the Chaebol. It turned out that the JK Group was secretly developing a terrifying Biochemical Weapon. If this weapon were to be completed, it would bring catastrophic disaster to the entire world.
Park Bucheng realized that the burden on his shoulders had grown heavier. He had to prevent this disaster from occurring, even if it cost him his life.
The river wind remained biting, brushing against Park Bucheng's face. He gazed into the distance, his eyes resolute and profound. He understood that a greater storm was about to arrive, and he was ready to face the challenge.
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