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Park Bucheng sat in the secret conference room of the West Side Gang headquarters, his steady gaze sweeping over the documents on the table. Smoke curled in the air, thick with tension and oppression, while the faces of several high-ranking gangsters were as dark and foreboding as storm clouds, suffocatingly heavy.
"This is the Chaebol's 'Clearing Plan,'" Park Bucheng said, pushing the documents to the center of the table. His voice was calm, yet it landed like a stone thrown into a still lake, sending ripples through the room. "Time, location, personnel deployment—every detail is laid out clearly, even the retreat routes. They plan to launch a full-scale assault on us in three days, to eradicate us completely without leaving a single survivor!"
The room fell silent instantly; one could hear a pin drop. Li Zhenghao clasped his hands on the table, his scarred face twitching slightly, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, as if he intended to engrave every word from the document into his mind. He stared at the papers for a moment before suddenly looking up at Park Bucheng, his tone laced with an imperceptible chill. "Are you sure this information is credible? The Chaebol's security system is impenetrable. You, a mere kid, managed to infiltrate their core stronghold and come out unscathed? If this is a trap, we’ll all be buried without a trace!"
"Ha! Boss Li, you underestimate me," Park Bucheng replied unflustered, a confident smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he pulled out a thumb-sized recording device from his pocket and placed it gently on the table. "Seeing is believing; hearing is deceiving. This is something I brought back from their stronghold—its contents are explosive. You might want to listen before making any judgments."
He pressed play, and after a crackle of static, a deep and chilling male voice emerged clearly: "The West Side Gang must be completely eradicated; they pose a serious threat to our interests. The operation will commence in three days; all departments must cooperate fully to ensure they are captured without exception..."
The recording abruptly ended, but the atmosphere in the conference room had frozen to an icy stillness. Li Zhenghao's brow furrowed deeply; his expression was terrifyingly grim. Jin Meili, the gang's intelligence chief known for her caution, couldn't help but show signs of fear as her complexion shifted; other high-ranking members exchanged anxious glances, cold sweat trickling down their backs.
"This... this is indeed an internal voice from the Chaebol, and it’s from someone of considerable rank," Jin Meili had to concede this harsh truth, her expression twisted as if she had swallowed a live fly—both nauseating and embarrassing.
Park Bucheng sighed lightly but spoke with a razor-sharp tone: "Everyone, now is not the time to doubt me. Speed is of the essence; if we don’t act quickly and let them strike first, we’ll truly have nowhere to run!"
Li Zhenghao leaned forward with both hands on the table, his gaze burning into Park Bucheng's. "Tell us your plan, kid. I want to see what brilliant scheme you have that can carve us a path out of this deadly situation!"
Park Bucheng stood up and pulled several maps from the documents, spreading them across the table. He pointed at several locations marked in red with confidence: "Though the Chaebol is powerful, they are not invulnerable. Their internal factions are rife with infighting over resources and power; this is our opening! Moreover, they are heavily reliant on their financial chain—if we can cut off their funding sources, they will fall into disarray. Lastly, most of their hired armed forces are foreign mercenaries who are motivated by profit; if we can pay them well enough, we can turn them against their employers!"
His words struck like sharp swords at the heart of the issue; those in the conference room began to show thoughtful expressions. However, some raised doubts about this audacious plan.
"This plan does sound promising but carries too much risk for implementation. If we fail, we will face utter destruction!" Park Ji Ming, Li Zhenghao's trusted aide, couldn't help but voice his opposition. He was always cautious and conservative by nature and instinctively recoiled from such high-stakes strategies.
"Fortune favors the bold! Rather than sitting idly by, it's better to take a leap of faith!" Li Zhenghao's eyes sparkled with excitement as he was deeply captivated by Park Bucheng's audacious plan, as if he could see the hope of turning the tide. "Kid, I agree with your plan! I will provide you with all the necessary resources and support, but you must remember this: if the plan succeeds, you will be the hero of the West District; if it fails, you will bear all the consequences!"
As the meeting concluded, Li Zhenghao decisively chose to proceed with Park Bucheng's plan. This was not only a testament to his trust in Park Bucheng but also a heavy burden of responsibility placed upon him.
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