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“Monsieur Kang!” Grafelt called in protest.
Click! Click, click! Click! Click!
Kang Chan’s men aimed their rifles back at Chapi’s agents. Despite the sudden escalation, though, Grafelt simply raised his hand to stop everyone, a clear display that he was still level-headed.
“Grafelt.”
Grafelt just glared at Kang Chan.
You wanna go? Let’s fucking go, then.
Creak.
Kang Chan slowly stood up.
Grafelt looked at Kang Chan with astonishment—his fierce eyes, as intense as the red sunset; his broad shoulders; the thick gauze on his nape; his black uniform, still stained from the battle of the previous day; and the flag on his forearm.
This was the same Kang Chan who had trained with him.
Of course, he was no pushover even then. However, if he were being honest, Andrei from Russia thought he could’ve had a chance back then.
Now… this was the first time in his life that Grafelt felt like he could see a light shining from behind someone.
Grafelt was from the Mossad and the Sayeret Matkal, the Israeli special forces. However, the current Kang Chan was exuding such an intimidating air that Grafelt had no choice but to hide the glint of defiance in his gaze.
“Grafelt.”
“Oui, Monsieur Kang.”
The bodyguards looked nervously back and forth between Kang Chan and Grafelt.
“Are you saying Israel finds it unjust that I’m going to invade it when it has tried to use North Korea to wage war against South Korea twice?”
Grafelt was left speechless.
“It doesn’t matter if...
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