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I walked down the narrow hallway of Club JJ, heading for the VIP rooms.
Four gang members from the Gangnam Reconstruction Crew were standing guard in front of a room. They looked startled when they saw me and my group and let out a shout.
"What the hell?"
Clenching my fist, I spoke politely. "I don't want to start a fight. Move if you don't want to get hurt."
The four thugs gulped nervously. They had seen the twenty-plus people standing behind me, and they were clearly intimidated. No matter how tough they were, no one had the guts to stand against a group that outnumbered them five to one.
Then one of them, the biggest of the bunch, quickly noticed Choi Yung-Ho standing behind me and called out, "Myeongdong's Yung-Ho hyung-nim? What brings you here, sir?"
"You still haven't quit this thug life?"
"I'm sorry."
"Good, you're someone I can talk to. I'm here to see the person inside. Clear the way. The Pig Mom's in there, right?"
Choi Yung-Ho, though now the president of Daeheung Savings Bank, had once been the boss of a major gang that ruled over Myeongdong. That gang had since become Chairman Choi Eun-Tae's private security firm, but many of its original members remained.
In other words, the muscle was still intact.
"Y-Yes, sir…"
"If you drop my name, she probably won't give you too hard a time. And it's not like we're here to fight. We just need to make sure she agrees to a few things," Choi Yung-Ho said.
The thugs looked at each other and eventually stepped back from the door. "Please, go on in."
I nodded and opened the door to VIP Room 1, which they had been blocking just moments ago.
Click.
In the center of the room, Park So-Jung was savoring a bottle of expensive Dom Pérignon champagne. I instantly felt my blood boil and confronted her without mercy.
"Does it taste that good to sell...
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