One of the balaclava-wearing men muttered, “...What the hell is that brat even saying?”

His voice sounded relaxed and unconcerned, but everyone here still noticed his voice trembling at the end of his sentence.

'Something feels a bit off here...'

They could instinctively tell this situation was going sideways. They were supposed to be the hunters, and they had successfully trapped their prey in this deserted location as well. But the prey they thought they had successfully trapped was smiling eerily at them after blocking the exit. It was as if... the prey wasn't him, but them.

If this was any other time, the balaclava-wearing men would have laughed their heads off. They weren't pushovers that would cower with some bluff. The number of martial artists they had dealt with unofficially couldn't even be counted properly, after all.

However, something about this situation didn't feel right. Their chests were getting tighter and tighter with every passing second.

Nothing seemed amiss while kidnapping Kang Eun-Yeong. This feeling of things going wrong only started to raise its head after Kang Jin-Ho burst through the door and announced his presence. However, no one dared to mention that out loud.

There were eight balaclava-wearing men here. But not one among them could be honest with himself and say that a lone brat was making him nervous. Even so...

When Kang Jin-Ho blocked off...