
Min and her seven friends just arrived at Kim Hyuk's little house after getting the booty. They laughed loudly before they stopped him when they saw Kim Hyuk sitting on the living room sofa with a face full of anger.
"You don't just talk, be careful" Min whispered to his friends.
Min stepped into the living room. He saw a patch of cloth and water on the table. He also saw a cloth wrapped around Kim Hyuk's left arm. Quickly and worriedly, Min sat down beside Kim Hyuk.
"What is this Hyuk? Your hand is hurt" Min said.
Kim Hyuk did not reply, he was still very angry. His eyes turned red and his right hand clenched. Seeing Kim Hyuk's right hand clenched, Min shifted away, knowing that the fist could suddenly hit his face.
"Don't let that damned girl see the great outdoors. Let him be locked up like in hell" Kim Hyuk said coldly, even very coldly.
Min's body was frozen. The tone of the talk was not heard from Kim Hyuk for a long time. The last time he heard about it was when Kim Hyuk almost killed Choi Jo.
"You don't dare anyone enter my room if you don't want to die" Kim Hyuk said firmly and sharply.
"Alright Hyuk" replied Min who had just dared to make a sound.
"Then what about Min Dong Boss?" Kal ventured to ask.
"I don't want to sell it, let the girl suffer for already daring to play around with me" Kim Hyuk replied still coldly.
"But Hyuk, isn't that girl yet..."
"I've taken it. After waking up, let her scream hysterically knowing that it was only today that it all happened" Kim Hyuk said cutting off Min's remarks.
"And you two" Kim Hyuk looked at Kel and Ray sharply, "You guys are stupid! It could be that Choi Jo found out about my house, and she said that you guys were gossiping about me. How dare you!" now Kim Hyuk yelled at his two men.
Kel and Ray were trembling in fear. They did not know and did not expect it to be like this.
"So the wound on your hand was Choi Jo?" Min surprised.
"Yes" Kim Hyuk replied still staring at his two men.
"I'm sorry we're bosses, we didn't know this was going to happen and about gossiping, we're just joking around with the boss" Kel said on behalf of Ray.
"If you jeopardize the position of all of us, then get ready your heads to float" Kim Hyuk threatened coldly.
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The light of the afternoon sun greeted Sun Youra who was hugging her. His eyes were empty, he seemed to have run out of tears. Sun Youra hated Kim Hyuk very much. He said there was no longer a man who was as bad, as evil and cruel as Kim Hyuk.
Since waking up, Sun Youra kept crying. He just realized the words of two men at the club last night. Kim Hyuk had lied to her. It turned out that only today had he lost his honor and future.
Although now he did not shed tears, but in his heart he cried and screamed.
He remembers Nim Joon the man he loved so much. Very nice guy, friendly and always smiling at him. Is that man still willing to accept himself now? No, Sun Youra herself felt unworthy to be with Nim Joon again. Nim Joon is an honorable man and he is now just a disgusting girl.
"I hate you" Sun Youa said softly as she imagined Kim Hyuk's sly smiling face.
"I hate you".
Those words were what Sun Youra always said.
Min walked past Sun Youra who wrapped herself in a blanket. Min had brought some boards to close the window. As ordered by Kim Hyuk, Sun Youra could not see the outside world anymore.
Min nailed the boards one by one until finally Kim Hyuk's window was closed tightly. After the job was done, Min walked out of the room.
"I hate you Kim Hyuk!!!" Sun Youra shouted out loud.
Just this time he mentioned Kim Hyuk's name.
Sun Youra's shout was of course heard up to the living room where Kim Hyuk was currently sitting casually. Kim Hyuk smiled sinisterly hearing Sun Youra's cry. He thinks it's a funny and fun thing.
"Hyuk, it looks like he's going through a severe trauma" Min said suddenly.
Kim Hyuk turned his head quickly at Min with a cold and sharp look.
"Then, what do I care about and what is your business?" ask Kim Hyuk.
"I don't mean to meddle about your dealings with that girl. But isn't this too much? You used to just show those girls off. That way, they will only experience trauma for a year or two. But this girl, I think she's going to be traumatized for the rest of her life because of what you're doing" Min said.
"What do you mean?" kim Hyuk asked slowly but stabbing.
Kim Hyuk stood up from his sofa, staring at Min very sharply. The other six people just lowered their heads in fear that Kim Hyuk would get angry.
"You're gonna patronize me about compassion? You should have thought of your fate before you spoke".
Kim Hyuk almost threw his punch at Min. But it didn't happen because they heard police car sirens from a distance.
"Damn it, Choi Jo must have told the police our location. Quickly bring the girl and bring my valuables. We're getting out of here right now".
Thanks to the help of his seven men, Kim Hyuk managed to pack his precious items as fast as lightning and took Sun Youra away from there on a motorbike.
A police car stopped in front of one of the houses. He was asking about the existence of a motorcycle gang. But the people did not want to give any evidence. They chose to close their doors.
"Hmm I think they're all scared of that biker gang" said the black police officer.
"Yes I think so too. Why didn't Nim Joon tell me his address in detail? Finally we have to work hard too" said the high police.
"Hey, did you hear that voice?" said another policeman.
They all listened to the faint voice very closely.
"The rumbling noise of the motor exhaust" replied the tall police.
"That's a motorcycle gang. They ran away" said the black police officer.
"Quick find the source of the voice and pursue them" the black police order again.
Six police cars sped after the source of the suspected motorbike sound was the motorbike sound of the motorcycle gangs.
They chased the source of the motor until they passed through a house that was the smallest and slums. One of the police cars suddenly stopped in front of the house.
"Is this the house and headquarters of the head of the motorcycle gang?" police said in the car while watching the house closed and uninhabited.