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The night was as dark as ink, and Park Bucheng's figure completely blended into the shadows, leaving Han Mi Na standing alone in the abandoned factory, lost in thought.
"Has the real enemy not yet appeared?" Han Mi Na murmured to herself, her gaze complex.
She looked around at the chaos; her team members were either unconscious or injured, and their mission had ended in total failure. Gritting her teeth, she took out her walkie-talkie. "All personnel, retreat! I repeat, all personnel, immediate retreat!"
Meanwhile, in the Seoul City Center, atop a luxurious office building.
Li Zhenghao stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the brightly lit city with a terrifyingly dark expression. The news from the other end of the phone had made him furious, and he slammed his phone to the ground.
"Useless! All of them are useless!" he roared, kicking over a nearby coffee table.
The office door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in—one of the executives from JK Group.
"Mr. Li, you’re too agitated," the man said calmly. "Park Bucheng is indeed more difficult to deal with than we imagined, but we have a larger plan."
Li Zhenghao took a deep breath, struggling to calm his emotions. "What does the prosecutor's office say?"
"Prosecutor Choi has agreed to initiate the 'Lightning Plan.' This time, not only the prosecutor's office but also military support is involved." The man's lips curled slightly. "Park Bucheng is just one person; he cannot stand against the entire machinery of the state."
A cruel glint flashed in Li Zhenghao's eyes. "Good. This time I want him to have no place to be buried!"
The man nodded and turned to leave, saying meaningfully, "By the way, Kim Tae-wook is ready and can act at any time."
Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flickered in Li Zhenghao's eyes.
Kim Tae-wook, a top expert secretly trained by JK Group, was said to be a clone of an important figure with unfathomable strength. If even he was involved, then the situation had already exceeded his control.
"It seems that the group really values Park Bucheng," Li Zhenghao muttered to himself, a hint of unease showing in his gaze.
On the other side, Park Bucheng returned to his secret Gang Stronghold located in Seongdong District. It was an ordinary apartment, unremarkable on the outside, yet it served as his true sanctuary.
As soon as he stepped inside, the lights suddenly turned on, revealing a familiar figure sitting on the sofa—Li Meili.
"You’re back," Li Meili said, setting down her teacup, her eyes filled with concern. "How did it go?"
Park Bucheng shrugged off his coat and tossed it aside, walking over to the refrigerator to grab a can of beer. "Han Mi Na is strong, but she’s not a threat to me."
He tilted his head back and took a swig of beer, his gaze sharpening suddenly. "However, there’s a kid named Zhao Yuhang. He’s quite skilled and almost caught me off guard."
Li Meili's expression shifted slightly at the mention of Zhao Yuhang. "Zhao Yuhang? He’s Han Mi Na’s right-hand man. I’ve heard he served in a special forces unit and has top-notch combat skills."
Park Bucheng nodded thoughtfully. "It seems the prosecution is really going all out this time."
Just then, Park Bucheng's phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.
Furrowing his brow, he answered the call. "Hello?"
"Park Bucheng, this is Li Zhenghao." The voice on the other end was urgent. "We’re in big trouble! The prosecution has launched a full-scale crackdown with the military! The West District Headquarters has been taken down, and I’ve suffered heavy losses!"
Park Bucheng's expression hardened. "When did this happen?"
"Just now! They came out of nowhere; we were completely unprepared." Li Zhenghao's voice was laced with panic. "They’re advancing towards other Gang Strongholds; you need to take action immediately!"
After a moment of silence, Park Bucheng replied calmly, "I understand. Find a safe place to hide for now; I’ll handle this."
As he hung up the phone, Park Bucheng's demeanor turned exceptionally serious.
"What’s wrong?" Li Meili sensed something was off.
"The Prosecutor's Office and the military have joined forces to launch a comprehensive crackdown on the Tai Chi Gang. The West District Headquarters has already been taken down," Park Bucheng said, his tone grave. "This operation came too suddenly and is on a scale far beyond anything we've seen before. There must be a larger force behind it."
Li Meili's face changed dramatically. "What do we do now?"
A glint of cold light flashed in Park Bucheng's eyes. "Gather the core members immediately. We need to hold an emergency meeting."
Half an hour later, within Park Bucheng's secret Gang Stronghold, several core members of the Tai Chi Gang gathered. The atmosphere was tense, and worry was etched on everyone's faces.
"The situation is far more serious than we imagined," Park Bucheng stood before them, his tone steady. "According to the latest intelligence, this operation is codenamed 'Lightning Plan,' led by the Prosecutor's Office with military support, aiming to annihilate the Tai Chi Gang in one fell swoop."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Worse still, the Chaebol has also gotten involved; they’ve frozen most of our assets and cut off our funding."
At this, everyone erupted in disbelief.
"That’s impossible! We've always had a partnership with the Chaebol; how could they suddenly turn against us?" a middle-aged man exclaimed incredulously.
Park Bucheng sneered coldly. "Because they found better partners, or rather, they were forced to choose new partners."
He scanned the room, his gaze sharp as a knife. "I suspect that American forces have infiltrated the high levels of Taiji Nation."
His words landed like a bombshell, leaving everyone present in shock.
"What do we do now?" Li Meili asked anxiously.
Park Bucheng did not respond immediately but walked over to an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. His expression suddenly turned icy. "Yin Zehui, do you have anything to say?"
The man trembled slightly, then forced himself to remain calm. "Park Boss, I don't understand what you mean."
Park Bucheng sneered, "Stop pretending. I’ve known for a long time that you’re the prosecutor's mole planted within our ranks."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yin Zehui's expression twisted into a snarl. He suddenly drew a handgun from his pocket and aimed it at Park Bucheng. "Park Bucheng, you’re too arrogant!"
However, before he could pull the trigger, Park Bucheng had already flashed in front of him like a ghost, delivering a precise strike from the Six Meridians Divine Sword to his wrist.
"Ah!" Yin Zehui screamed as the gun fell from his hand, his entire arm going numb in an instant.
Park Bucheng wasted no time; he unleashed a Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms strike to Yin Zehui's chest. Like a kite with its string cut, Yin Zehui flew several meters back and crashed heavily against the wall, blood spewing from his mouth.
"I’ve suspected you for a long time; I just didn’t have any evidence," Park Bucheng said as he stood over Yin Zehui, looking down at him. "Today’s 'Lightning Plan' was leaked by you, wasn’t it?"
Yin Zehui coughed up blood, his eyes filled with hatred. "Park Bucheng, do you think you’ve won? The prosecutor's office and the military won’t let you go! The end of your Tai Chi Gang is near!"
Park Bucheng chuckled coldly. "Is that so? Then we shall see."
He turned to face the others, his gaze resolute. "Now, we need a plan—a plan that will allow us to survive this storm."
Li Meili stepped forward. "Park Boss, our manpower and resources are very limited. It’s impossible to confront the prosecutor's office and the military head-on."
Park Bucheng nodded. "That’s why we need to outsmart them rather than confront them directly."
He walked over to the map and pointed at several marked locations. "These are our most important Gang Strongholds, and they are also the places the prosecutor's office wants to take down the most. But in reality, these locations don’t hold what is truly important to us."
The crowd exchanged glances, unsure of what Park Bucheng meant.
Park Bucheng's lips curled into a mysterious smile. "What we need to do is to divert the attention of the prosecutor's office and the Chaebol to these locations, while we quietly shift our truly important resources and personnel."
"Drawing the tiger away from its mountain lair?" Li Meili's eyes lit up.
"Exactly," Park Bucheng nodded. "I have prepared some Special Intelligence that will convince the prosecutor's office and the Chaebol that our core assets and key figures are in these Gang Strongholds."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "At the same time, we will create some chaos to distract them. Once they realize they've been misled, we will strike back."
Hope reignited in the eyes of everyone present.
"Park Boss, this plan is brilliant!" a young member exclaimed excitedly.
Park Bucheng waved his hand. "The plan is good, but execution won't be easy. I need each of you to cooperate fully."
In unison, they responded, "We will give it our all!"
Satisfied, Park Bucheng nodded and turned to Li Meili. "Meili, you are responsible for contacting our network in the prosecutor's office and military to spread that 'special intelligence.'"
Li Meili nodded. "Understood."
Park Bucheng then pointed to another member. "Xiao Li, you will be in charge of relocating our core assets and key personnel. Remember, it must be done secretly."
"Yes, Park Boss."
Park Bucheng surveyed the group. "Everyone else has their roles to play; act according to the plan. Remember, no matter what happens, do not panic. We will get through this crisis together!"
The group responded in unison, their spirits high.
After the meeting, Park Bucheng stood alone by the window, gazing at the distant lights with a deep, contemplative expression.
"Park Boss, are you really confident?" Li Meili approached him and asked softly.
Park Bucheng did not answer immediately; instead, he asked, "Do you believe in me?"
Li Meili nodded without hesitation. "Of course."
A slight smile appeared on Park Bucheng's face. "That's enough."
He turned to face Li Meili, his gaze resolute. "This storm will not only fail to destroy us; it will make us stronger. Because I have already seen through the essence of this game."
Curious, Li Meili inquired, "What essence?"
Park Bucheng smiled mysteriously. "You will find out soon enough."
At that moment, Park Bucheng's phone rang again, displaying an unfamiliar number.
He answered the call and listened for a few moments before his expression turned grave.
"What’s wrong?" Li Meili asked anxiously.
Park Bucheng hung up the phone, his tone heavy. "Kim Tae-wook has appeared."
Li Meili's face changed dramatically. "The top expert from JK Group?"
Park Bucheng nodded. "That's right. He is pursuing Li Zhenghao, and it seems JK Group is determined to completely eradicate Tai Chi Gang."
Li Meili bit her lip. "What are we going to do?"
Park Bucheng's eyes flashed with determination. "I'm going to confront this so-called top expert."
Li Meili hurriedly stopped him. "It's too dangerous! They say Kim Tae-wook is a Clone secretly trained by JK Group, and his strength is unfathomable!"
Park Bucheng scoffed. "So what if he's a Clone? I want to see just how strong he really is!"
With that, he grabbed his coat and strode toward the door.
"Wait!" Li Meili caught up to him and handed him a small communicator. "Stay in touch at all times."
Park Bucheng nodded, clipped the communicator to his ear, and then turned to leave.
The night was as dark as ink, and Park Bucheng's figure quickly vanished into the shadows, leaving Li Meili standing by the window, her eyes filled with worry.
Meanwhile, in a secluded alley in Seoul's West District, Li Zhenghao was running for his life, fear etched on his face. Behind him, a tall man followed leisurely, like a cat playing with a mouse, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Li Zhenghao, you can't escape," the man said coldly, devoid of any emotion.
Li Zhenghao glanced back, his fear intensifying. "Kim Tae-wook, I have no grievances with JK Group. Why do you want to kill me?"
Kim Tae-wook chuckled darkly. "Because you are no longer of any use. JK Group needs tools that can control Taiji Nation, not a useless waste."
In despair, Li Zhenghao shouted, "Park Bucheng! Park Bucheng, save me!"
Kim Tae-wook's eyes flashed with disdain as he said, "Park Bucheng? Even if he comes, he won't be able to save you."
At that moment, a cold voice echoed from the end of the alley, "Is that so? Let's find out."
Kim Tae-wook abruptly looked up and saw Park Bucheng standing at the other end of the alley, hands in his pockets, looking relaxed.
"Park Bucheng!" Li Zhenghao exclaimed, nearly crying with excitement at the sight of his savior.
A hint of surprise crossed Kim Tae-wook's face, but he quickly regained his composure. "Park Bucheng, I've heard much about you."
Park Bucheng sized up Kim Tae-wook, secretly astonished. This Kim Tae-wook bore a slight resemblance to him, but their auras were entirely different.
"Are you the Clone trained by JK Group?" Park Bucheng asked casually.
Kim Tae-wook sneered, "And what if I am? My strength is enough to crush you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kim Tae-wook shot forward like a cannonball, his speed astonishing as he threw a punch that made the air tremble.
Park Bucheng's expression changed as he hurriedly used Graceful Wave Steps to dodge. However, Kim Tae-wook's speed was too fast; the punch grazed Park Bucheng's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.
"That’s fast!" Park Bucheng thought in shock, quickly adjusting his stance. He unleashed the power of Six Meridians Divine Sword, aiming directly for Kim Tae-wook's vital points.
Yet Kim Tae-wook did not dodge; he allowed the strike to hit his chest without any harm and instead revealed a cold smile. "Is that all you've got?"
Park Bucheng was taken aback, unable to believe that Kim Tae-wook's body was so tough that even Six Meridians Divine Sword couldn't inflict any damage.
Before Park Bucheng could react, Kim Tae-wook struck again with a sweeping kick. Park Bucheng barely managed to block it, but the immense force sent him flying several meters back, crashing heavily against the wall.
"Cough!" Park Bucheng spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the turbulent energy within him, clearly suffering from internal injuries.
Kim Tae-wook did not give him a moment to breathe, charging forward again, his fists and feet raining down like a storm. Park Bucheng could only dodge in a panic, narrowly avoiding several critical hits.
"Park Bucheng, you have disappointed me greatly," Kim Tae-wook sneered. "I thought you were strong, but it turns out you're just this."
Park Bucheng's face was pale, his breath ragged, clearly at a disadvantage.
Li Zhenghao watched in despair as his hopes crumbled once more. "It's over; this time it's really over..."
Just as Kim Tae-wook prepared to deliver a fatal blow, Park Bucheng suddenly revealed a mysterious smile. "Do you think this is all my strength?"
Kim Tae-wook furrowed his brow, growing wary. "What do you mean?"
Park Bucheng slowly straightened his body, an overwhelming aura surging within him. "Let me show you what true martial arts are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Park Bucheng's body seemed to be filled with boundless power; his gaze became piercingly sharp, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.
"Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, Kang Long You Hui!"
With a loud shout, Park Bucheng thrust out both palms, unleashing a tremendous palm force that surged toward Kim Tae-wook like a tangible wave. Kim Tae-wook's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly raised his arms to block, but he was still forced back repeatedly by the impact, his expression growing serious.
"Interesting," Kim Tae-wook said coldly. "It seems I underestimated you."
Not giving him a moment to recover, Park Bucheng vanished from sight. Utilizing Graceful Wave Steps to their fullest extent, he moved like a ghost around Kim Tae-wook. The sword energy from Six Meridians Divine Sword struck from all directions. Although Kim Tae-wook's body was tough, he had no choice but to respond with all his strength.
"Bang!" The two collided with fists and palms, shockwaves scattering outward, causing cracks to form in the surrounding walls.
Kim Tae-wook's eyes flashed with surprise. "Your strength is indeed beyond my expectations."
Park Bucheng let out a cold laugh. "This is just the beginning!"
Just as the two were about to engage again, a police siren echoed from a distance, indicating that a large number of officers were approaching.
Kim Tae-wook frowned slightly and then sneered, "It seems we won't be able to determine the victor today. Park Bucheng, let's fight another day!"
With that, he leaped into the air and vanished into the night.
Park Bucheng let out a sigh of relief, but his expression grew more serious. Kim Tae-wook's strength was indeed formidable; if it weren't for the timely arrival of the police, the outcome of this battle would have been hard to predict.
"Park Boss, are you alright?" Li Zhenghao cautiously approached.
Park Bucheng shot him a cold glance. "You better pray that my plan succeeds; otherwise, I won't save you a second time."
Li Zhenghao's face turned pale, and he dared not say another word.
Park Bucheng turned to leave, leaving Li Zhenghao standing there, filled with fear.
In the distance, atop a tall building, Kim Tae-wook quietly observed everything below, his eyes shimmering with complex emotions.
"Park Bucheng, you are much more interesting than I imagined," he murmured to himself. "However, when we meet next time, I will show you what true strength is."
Meanwhile, in the Seoul Prosecutor's Office, Han Mi Na was reporting the situation to her superiors.
"Park Bucheng's counterattack caught us off guard; several gang strongholds turned out to be empty," Han Mi Na said gravely. "Moreover, our intelligence indicates that the Tai Chi Gang seems to have relocated most of their important assets and personnel."
The middle-aged man behind the desk furrowed his brow. "This Park Bucheng is indeed not simple."
Han Mi Na hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Prosecutor Choi, I have a question."
"Go ahead."
"Why has there been a sudden increase in the intensity of this operation? And why is the military involved?" Han Mi Na asked cautiously.
Prosecutor Choi gave her a deep look. "Meina, some things are better left unknown."
Han Mi Na's heart sank as she realized that there were likely more complex political power struggles behind this operation.
"I understand," she said, lowering her head and refraining from further inquiries.
Prosecutor Choi stood up and walked to the window, gazing into the distant night sky. "Park Bucheng, this time I will personally catch you!"
As night deepened, a greater storm was brewing over Seoul. At the center of this storm, Park Bucheng stood in his secret gang stronghold, his gaze resolute and sharp.
"Come on, let me see just how capable you all are!" he murmured to himself, his eyes glinting with the spirit of battle.
This power struggle had only just begun.
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