Ignites
The Dangerous Woman (Twenty Four)
Krystal laughed out loud in the car while imagining Angelo's tormented face. He was sure if Angelo would be very upset after his departure because he managed to make the man excited. Now it is
he had changed his clothes with clothes that were more casual than the previous clothes he had worn. A white t-shirt and shorts, as well as a hoodie that can camouflage his face from the sight of strangers out there. Somehow since long he did not like to expose his face, even though he admitted he had a face that could attract any man to get close to him. But he doesn't like to look flashy. He prefers to be disguised among ordinary people because after all he is one of the mafia members who
dangerous in America. It has a lot of enemies out there that can kill it at any time if its performance is not good. And all this time he was only limited to showing himself in public when he became a stripper.
“Grandpa plane has landed?”
Krystal asked Yunho as the two of them had arrived at the gate of international arrivals and were currently waiting for her grandfather boredly. Sometimes Krystal plays her phone while listening to her favorite songs to get rid of her boredom.
“Should have been a big master, his plane landed ten minutes ago.”
“Then you wait here, I will go to the toilet for a while.”
Krystal walked to the toilet while playing with her phone, which contained emails from several of her business associates. Occasionally Krystal harrumphed with a report he got from one of his men if their delivery or work ran into obstacles. Though today the grandfather will definitely ask for a report of the delivery made this month. Ahh. he's getting lazy.
to meet his grandfather.
Brucks
Krystal hit someone's shoulder hard to make him grimace a little because of the pain. But he prefers to leave immediately and not say anything to the impactor because he is lazy to deal with someone. Let the man accuse her of being a proud, proud woman, for in fact she is.
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Haejun walked slowly down the steps of the stairs when he had arrived in Vegas. He observed every corner of Vegas' international airport with a flat face. Today he came to carry out a mission. He must be able to find evidence of the crime as soon as possible so that he does not continue to be haunted by feelings of guilt because he has caused Yuka to die. He also recalled his interaction with Park Jaejong which he had done for two years. During this time the man never gave him the actual information, but the man actually made him more dizzy with various puzzles that the man had always spoken when he interrogated him.
A chick can turn into a duck if it is raised by a duck, as well as a chick can turn into a lion if raised by a lion.
He thought that Park Jaejong was rumbling because of the inner pressure he was experiencing. But come to think of it, maybe what Park Jaejong said contained a certain meaning.
Brucks
Haejun stroked his shoulder that was hit by someone. But when he turned his head the woman had walked away without saying a word. With a huff he intended to reprimand the woman not to walk while using a mobile phone, but he was surprised by the silhouette of the woman who had turned towards the toilet.
Yuka's...
With determination Haejun walked towards the woman's toilet and hung in front of the toilet to make sure with his own eyes that what he saw was not just his hallucination. He was very sure if the woman who had just hit his shoulder was Yuka because they had the same posture and the same face silhouette. It was just that the woman had blonde hair, while Yuka had dark brown hair. But he suddenly remembered that it was he himself who found Yuka's corpse. The necklace hanging on the neck of the corpse was already proof that the corpse was really Yuka. But how could he now find a woman who was very similar to Yuka? If he could ask God, he hoped that the body he found two years ago would not be Yuka's. He hopes that the ruthless Park Jaejong is currently setting him up by faking Yuka's death.
Cclek
Haejun stared at the door full of anticipation with a rumbling heartbeat. He had been waiting in front of the toilet, and no one had entered. So he hoped that the person who would come out of the toilet would be the woman who had run him over.
“Wait.”
Haejun blocked the woman's hand with a surprised face that was clearly imprinted on his face. While Krystal looked angry and immediately shook Haejun's hand hard to keep the man away. But unfortunately Haejun's hand grip is too strong, to make his wrist feel pain.
“Let me go! What did you do to me?” krystal shouted furiously. Haejun looked at Krystal's face fixedly and found almost no reproach for the woman's resemblance to Yuka. Only their hair was different as Yuka had a dark brown hair color, whereas the woman was blonde.
“Yuka...” murmured Haejun with tightened jaws. Thousands of longing feelings and emotions were bubbling in his heart to make him almost want to hit the woman to embrace him. But the sharp gaze and angry expression from the woman made her undo her intention to embrace that slender body because it seemed that the woman was indeed not Yuka. He was just another person who happened to have the same face as Yuka.
“Let go of me jerk, or I'll scream!” krystal snapped roughly while throwing Haejun's hand once more. This time Haejun chose to let go of the small hand while looking flat at the woman who was showing overflowing anger in front of him.
Yukanya couldn't possibly say rude things to him
A whisper echoed quietly in his ear as he recalled a fact that Yuka was not a rude woman who would curse an unknown person like that. Even though he had indeed done something rude by blocking the woman's wrist.
“Surge! Don't block my path.” said the woman was sniffed. Haejun shifted his legs slightly and let the woman go. His heart was currently in pain due to an unexpected encounter with a woman who looked like Yuka, but it turned out that she was not Yuka. Haejun turned his head towards the woman's departure while looking at the woman's body with a painful feeling. She misses Yuka a lot
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“Yunho.”
Krystal called Yunho softly as the man was seen conversing with an old man in front of her. The two men reflexively turned their bodies around with one of the men instantly smiling cynically at Krystal.
“Baby, Krystal Park.”
Krystal walked stiffly up to the man and tried to hug her grandfather warmly. But when Krystal embraced her grandfather's body, she felt something hollow. He felt he did not recognize his grandfather because they had never met and only often had conversations via phone or video calls.
“You don't seem happy with my arrival, are you having a problem you're hiding?”
“No, I just.. feel a little foreign.” replied Krystal as is. The old man chuckled softly and returned carrying Krystal into his arms. There is no anger or disappointment because it turns out that his own grandson feels foreign to him. He felt understood and determined to increase his closeness with Krystal because now Krystal is the only family owned besides Park Jaejong.
“It's okay, we never met before, right? More precisely you have been sick all this time, so you never see me in real circumstances. But after this we will spend more time together, because I will be your mentor to continue our family business.”
Krystal saw a terrible sneer from her grandfather. But he was not surprised if the grandfather had such a terrible gaze compared to other grandfathers who were owned by most people because his grandfather was the chairman of Bloods, the owner of The Wyn, because his grandfather was the head of Bloods, a mafia syndicate that counts the world. If you dare to mess around, then be prepared to lose your life right then and there.
“How about dad? Is he okay in jail?”
“Currently? Right now he is more than fine in that prison. My men treated him well, but their captain in charge of your father's case used to be rude to your father in search of important information that your father had hidden. Last I heard your dad got a punch in the stomach
because they give false information. Maybe after this his life will suffer more at the hands of the captain because he did not give important information needed by the captain.”
Krystal frowned not liking to imagine her battered father in prison. Although he had never seen what his father looked like, Yunho often told him and showed him some photos of his father while working together or doing something for Bloods. It seems he does not accept if it turns out that there are people who treat his father as low as that.
“When are we going to get dad out of that base? He must be feeling depressed there.”
“Patience, don't be too hasty. If the time is right, we will definitely bring
get your father out of that junkyard. Now you better show Grandpa how your hard work has been. Yunho just told me that you managed to work with the Italian drug cartel Angelo. Grandpa is really proud of you because you can finally conquer that naive, haughty man.”
Krystal gave a small smile and immediately led her grandfather to the car. There will be many things
what he wanted to show his grandfather. Related to his efforts so far to develop Bloods in order to become one of the mafia groups that are calculated in the world. Especially so far he has not done it easily. Many members of the Bloods used to underestimate him because he was a woman. But after he managed to show his competence, they all seemed to be competing to kiss his feet while prostrating under his feet. Totally hypocritical.
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Krystal is currently in a state of rage. He wanted to channel his anger and resentment by dancing to the fullest in The Wyn. Yunho who had been behind him had continued to follow his footsteps that had been resting at the entrance of The Wyn. He then turned to Yunho who told the man to keep his distance from him because he did not want to be recognized as Lady The Wyn.
“Stay away from me, I don't want anyone to recognize me as Lady The Wyn.”
“Nona wants to be a stripper tonight?” yunho asked doubtfully to Krystal. Among the strippers, Krystal is one of the most striking strippers. During this time when dancing Krystal always use a mask and use a dress that is more covered than the other stripper. Inevitably things
it makes visitors to The Wyn more enthusiastic to see Krystal dancing, because they are so curious about the real face of Krystal. Sometimes one of The Wyn's visitors blatantly asks her to be their bedmate. But unfortunately, Krystal will always kill
“Do I look like I'm going to dance ballet? Go all the way from me, I don't want you messing up my fun today. Pretty grandpa made my mood go bad today. The old grandpa really sucks.”
“But miss, what mister Juhyuk said is true, you should indeed take firm steps on them. Miss had to expel those bums so that they immediately looked for another place, because that place had already been purchased by The Wyn and would be built into a free fighting arena.”
Krystal clicked her tongue at Yunho who again interfered too much with his affairs. After all, the eviction of the land was not Yunho territory, the man was only a servant, not a regulator of his life.
“You don't need to interfere, I can finish it my own way. Before I go back to Korea, I'll make sure the dispute is over. Now let me have fun.”
Krystal immediately put on her white mask and immediately stepped foot confidently into her casino. Tonight visitors were crowded, and they immediately whistled seductively when they saw him walking up the stage to start doing the strip dance that had been awaited by the striped men in front of him.
The music is loud enough to start Krystal's movement in performing erotic dance. He whizzed his body to and fro with a movement that was so tempting, making some visitors who were doing their activities immediately distracted when they saw Krystal began to dance. One of the men with a black suit stelan walked slightly unsteadily onto the stage. The man approached Krystal who was curling her body near a long maroon pole that was usually also used by other stripper dancers. The man grabbed onto Krystal's shoulder suddenly and brought her face close to almost touching Krystal's lips, but Krystal immediately held her back while growling furiously.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this woman will be mine tonight.” shouted the man whirring with his drunken accent. Krystal tries to be patient by following the man's game. Behind his waist he had prepared a semi-automatic pistol that was muffled. Just waiting for the right moment he would break the man's head to smithereens.
“Come on, we have fun.”
Krystal tightened her jaws angrily, but she with her deceptive angelic face smiled seductively behind the goose-feathered white mask she wore. He then slightly dragged the man down from the stage because he could not linger on the cheap play. Especially at this time both hands were itching to pull the trigger of his gun so that the brash man received the appropriate punishment. How dare he tease a Lady Bloods, Krystal Park.
“Honey, where are you taking me, hmm?” asked the man while stroking Krystal's cheek. He clucked in annoyance and immediately threw the brash hand off his face, but the drunken man instead grabbed his body on Krystal and cornered Krystal's body in the quiet basement of The Wyn.
“You know, I've wanted you for a long time.”
“Hmm.. and I have also long wanted to blow your head off.” sizzle Krystal slowly while unmasking her goose fur slowly and grinning horribly at the drunk man.
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Haejun stands in front of a luxury casino located in the Paradise Way complex, Vegas. Two hours ago Yeri provided information if the casino was a casino owned by Bloods suspected of being a mafia group from South Korea. Haejun slightly tidied up his armour before walking in
in that casino to investigate anything he could investigate. And deep in his heart he was very hopeful that his decision to investigate the casino was not wrong, because he really desperately needed that information to bring down the cunning people who had corrupted his country.
“Please raise your hand sir.”
Haejun raised his hand and an officer began to search his entire suit to find items that should not be taken inside the casino.
“Bissue?”
Haejun sniffed his shoulders indifferently and let the attendant pick up the folding knife he had hidden inside his suit pocket. He was just on guard, not to commit a crime.
“I've brought nothing more.” said Haejun flatly as the officer continued to feel his body after he found a folding knife inside the suit worn by Haejun.
Haejun did not carry any weapons, Haejun was allowed to enter the main room of the big casino. At first glance Haejun is quite amazed by the interior of the casino that is so classy. But unfortunately the place is a lair for dangerous criminals who have always been fugitives for intelligence like him. He believes that in this casino he will find many criminals who are supposed to rot in prison, but they managed to escape because they have power.
“Please give me one coin.”
Haejun tries to play the jackpot to disguise his possibly suspicious moves. While playing the jackpot, both eyes continue to move around to keep an eye on the situation around. Accidentally, his eyes saw a woman dancing on stage.
The woman wore a white dress with a calf-length hemisphere and a white mask decorated with goose feathers. Feeling attracted to the woman, Haejun tries to walk closer to the stage and leave his jackpot game that he has not fully played. The woman reminded him of someone he had known before, but he was unsure of her guess.
“Yuka.”
Again the murmur came out of Haejun's lips when he felt that the woman's silhouette was very similar to Yuka's. He was increasingly intense to pay attention to the woman while occasionally sipping the wine he ordered. He was so curious about the woman, and hoped he would take off his mask after he finished dancing. But unexpectedly, a man in a black suit stelan staggered onto the stage and tried to seduce the woman. Sometimes the man defends the stripper's face and is about to kiss her, but the stripper swiftly avoids the man's touch and instead drags the man down from the stage. At first glance Haejun heard that the man was about to take the woman to his bed.
Haejun quietly walked up to the stripper to see what they were going to do. Actually he is quite suspicious of the stripper's movements because he looks so brave and not like a stripper whose incident is an******** lowly. While in the basement, Haejun saw the stripper unmasked and pointed her gun right at the man's head. For a moment Haejun was glued to the spot as he felt that he recognized the woman. She was the woman he met at the airport. She is a very similar woman to Yuka.
“I'm sick of seeing a striped-nose guy like you. And I've seen the motion
you've been here all along, you're one of those jerks who've foiled a package delivery to Irelandiam, haven't you? You must die!”
Dorian
Haejun watched the series of dramatic events in silence. Suddenly he felt interested in the woman's words and wanted to know the woman's background further. In addition to having a face very similar to Yuka, the woman also had time to talk about a package that she believed must contain something
what matters. Because otherwise, the woman would not hesitate to dirty her hands just to kill an unconscious drunk man.
Srek
Haejun's sudden movements made the woman alert and immediately pointed a gun at Haejun. Haejun raised both his hands above his head, and walked up to the woman in a relaxed motion.
Krystal observed the man's relaxed movements while taking a swipe to pull the trigger. After all the man was an eyewitness to the murder he had just committed. And if he's unlucky, that guy can make him have to deal with a troublesome cop.
“Good shot, I like. So has your client let you down?”
Haejun stopped two meters away from where the woman was standing. He still held his hands above his head, a sign that he was coming well, not to start a dispute. But Krystal had put up a cautious shake because she did not know the stranger at all.
“Who are you? Are you a member of the Outfit or Taiwaness Triad? Just tell me, I'm not afraid.” said Krystal loudly. The Bloods have had problems with both groups since they fought over the illicit trade routes in Asia and Europe.
“I'm not one of them, I'm just a visitor who happens to see you dragging a drunken man who is currently lying horribly under your feet. By the way, your face reminds me of my deceased wife, Lee Yuka.”
Suddenly Haejun pulled Krystal's hand that was pointing the gun at him, and he locked Krystal's hand back, and he locked it, so Krystal is currently in Haejun's arms with the tip of the gun pointing at her own head.
“Sial! Let go of me asshole! I'm not your wife or anyone else in contact
with you. So I'm warning you to let me go before the bullet in this gun punches your head.”
Haejun smiled scornfully while sneering cunningly at Krystal. He knew that the woman was only bullying him, because he would not be able to attack her in such a locked state. Unless he knows the trick.
“Hahaha, just do it if you can. But by the way, how much do you charge for one night, honey? Because I feel interested in your body.”
“Keparat! Fucking shithead! I'm not that low. I am Lady Bloods, and no one can play around with me.”
Krystal begins to rebel in Haejun's hand checks, and he tries to attack Haejun to let the man off guard and loosen his painful grip. Gunfire was heard repeatedly in the quiet basement because Krystal tried to kill Haejun with his gun, but always missed because of Haejun's nimble movements. Now he only has one bullet to kill Haejun. Inevitably he had to try his luck before he fought the foreign man with the martial techniques he had learned all along.
Dorian
Fresh blood seeped from Haejun's left arm when Krystal successfully fired her last bullet at Haejun. But unfortunately the bullet did not kill Haejun, only slightly injured him, and made the man flinch on the spot without complaining of pain.
“It was a warning to you. And I'm stressing on you right now if I'm not your wife or anyone you know, because I'm Krystal Park, one of the Bloods' leaders. If you dare to mess with me, then I don't hesitate to kill you. Let's just say you're lucky today because my bullet didn't tear your head to pieces.”
Haejun looked at the woman in silence without giving any expression. The current that was raging inside his head was precisely one, why did the woman know of the locking technique he was using. Though all this time the only woman who has ever learned it is only Yuka.
