Chapter 10

As Jo-Pok and Min stepped out of the car, tension filled the air like static electricity. They were met with a group of rival gang members, their faces twisted in grim determination.

Jo stood there, watching the men gather with their bats and loose clothing hanging on them. They must be a new form of gang that wants to make a name for themselves in this town.

With a light grin, he kept his cool. His eyes gazed at the car, which stood still. The door opened and out climbed a man, a ruthless rival in the mafia underworld. He nodded and stood in front of Jo, sitting on the ground.

Jo gave a big laugh. All his men were dressed in suits. With guns in their hands, they looked ready to kill. This must have been a joke.

The rival man stretched his arm, raising his hand to Jo-Pok, “I am Marcus, and you have something that belongs to me.”

Jo stood there raising an eyebrow, stern face he kept his grin on, tapping on Min’s shoulder to move aside, he took Marcus’s h