Chapter 173 - Bloody Clash
While Suhyeon and Seoyoung began fighting,
another battle was raging at the other entrance.
"Uraaaaaa-!!!"
"Don't you dare chicken out-!!"
"Wipe out every single one of those police bastards-!!"
At least twenty to thirty Baekhwa members in black suits charged at the waiting police officers, and
"Shit-!! Block them-!!!"
"Uraaaaaa-!!"
Yoon Seol's subordinates, pulling their black hats low, collided with the charging Baekhwa members to hold them back.
Crash-!!
Ghk-!
Crack-!
Thwack-!
Glass windows shattered, and the building's interior turned into chaos as the fight erupted in an instant.
Black figures intermingled in a bloody, gore-spattered brawl,
but behind them—two people stood out.
Thbbbt—!
Cigarette smoke spread and hung in the air, never fading even inside the chaotic building,
and two women—one with blonde hair, one with a black bob—stood there smoking with empty expressions.
"Unni, if you're scared, you can still run."
Ji-ha exhaled a cloud of smoke and stepped forward...
"You're the one who should worry. Just don't cry."
Yujin stubbed out her cigarette like it was a joke, then
"Let's go."
At that single word, the two women charged into the fray.
Whish-!
Thruuuum-!!
Her blonde hair fluttering, Lee Ji-ha's relentless kicks sent Yoon Seol's subordinates tumbling, and
Thwump-!!
Thwack-!!
Without even blinking, Yujin kept her guard up, driving one powerful punch after another into Yoon Seol's subordinates.
The two drove them back without hesitation—
and amid those fast, precise attacks, the police were pushed further into a disadvantage.
'Almost broken through?'
Ji-ha, seeing the path start to open, wiped her sweaty forehead—and darted into the gap,
when—
"Lee Ji-ha-!!"
Yujin's urgent cry rang out,
and someone drove a knee into Lee Ji-ha's side.
Guhk-!!!
She slammed into the nearby wall and crumpled,
"Keuheuk..."
Lee Ji-ha glared at her attacker, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"Long time no see."
The woman who tied her hair back with a bright smile was...
Yoon Seol's direct executive—Ha Yoon-ji, the one who'd tried to capture Lee Ji-ha before.
"Since I couldn't take you last time, I'm taking you today."
Ha Yoon-ji smiled and stalked toward Ji-ha.
"Keu-heuh. Shit. So you finally show up. An actual decent fighter."
Ji-ha wiped the blood with her thumb—and raised her fists...
"Ji-ha-!"
Yujin, eyes wide as she glared at Ha Yoon-ji, started toward her—
Tap-
only to be blocked by someone stepping in front of her, a police baton in hand.
"Ms. Yujin? 2-on-1 isn't fair, is it? You're mine..."
The woman grinned, eyes narrowing to slits—
"Ha—you talk way too much, don't you? Just shut up and come at me. I'll knock all your teeth out."
Yujin found this situation incredibly annoying and gritted her teeth.
So damn tiresome. Too many useless bitches.
I'll shut them all up.
Yujin's simmering rage began to surface,
"..You're quite fiery."
The slit-eyed woman charged wildly at Yujin, baton swinging.
"...Shall we finish the duel we couldn't last time?"
Ha Yoon-ji still wore that bright smile as she lunged at Ji-ha.
"Shit-bitch, bring it."
Ji-ha's eyes widened as she clashed with Ha Yoon-ji in a fierce fight.
And so, slowly—Yoon Seol's direct executives revealed themselves and began blocking the Baekhwa executives.
Meanwhile—
"Ha—and who the hell are you two?"
Seoyoung wiped the blood from her mouth and cracked her knuckles.
"Hoo—hoo—be careful. They don't look like amateurs."
Out of nowhere, two twin women—one with red hair, one with blue—appeared, humming a tune.
Suhyeon, intending to clear the enemies quickly, leaped and delivered a fierce kick, but
Thwack-
The blue-haired woman easily countered Suhyeon's sharp kick with one of her own.
What the...?
Sensing their extraordinary skill in a single exchange, Suhyeon quickly retreated and raised her guard.
Seoyoung also realized these twin women were no ordinary opponents and steadied her breathing.
"Hello. We're here to deliver some justice. We're a bit busy, so we'll wrap this up fast."
The blue-haired woman smiled shyly and cracked her neck,
"Shit, seriously—so fucking annoying—shit-"
The red-haired woman, spitting curses every second, also approached Seoyoung and Suhyeon.
"Haa—ready?"
"Need you ask? We'll break through no matter what."
Suhyeon and Seoyoung exchanged a glance and charged simultaneously from both sides with insane speed.
"Heok—heok—what's the situation?"
"Yoon Seol-nim's direct executives are blocking the Baekhwa executives."
Yoon Seol had wrapped the unconscious Minseo in a blanket and held him in her arms—
running toward the parking lot to escape the basement quickly.
"Which Baekhwa executives have been confirmed?"
Yoon Seol demanded an urgent briefing while running with Minseo in her arms.
"Lee Ji-ha and Han Yujin appeared at the north entrance; Choi Suhyeon and Lee Seoyoung appeared at the south entrance."
"Then... that means Baek Hayoung and Han Chaeryeong haven't been seen yet..."
As she said that, a large van finally came into view.
"Is that our car?"
"Yes. That's righ.."
Then—
Crash-!!!
An ear-splitting noise came from above—the sound of glass shattering.
At the sound of the breaking window, Yoon Seol and her secretary looked up in shock...
And there—
Whenever he was needed.
Appearing anywhere, in any crisis—
Minseo's reliable master, Baek Hayoung, appeared by crashing through the window.
"Guhk-!!"
Yoon Seol shielded herself from the falling glass shards...
Crash-!
Hayoung landed from the second-story height, her suit billowing.
"What the... shit, what a dramatic entrance."
Thus, the mastermind behind everything—Yoon Seol, the head of the police—and the head of Baekhwa, Hayoung, met.
"Take him away."
Yoon Seol handed the unconscious Minseo to her secretary...
"Shit—what have you done-!!!"
Seeing the red marks on Minseo's body, Hayoung's eyes twitched, and she lunged forward to save him.
Hayoung's eyes were already wild, burning with rage, and Yoon Seol knew exactly what state she was in.
Yoon Seol quickly delivered a back kick to stop her advance,
"Guhk-!!"
Hayoung barely blocked the kick with both arms.
"If you want to save Minseo, you have to take me down first, right?"
Yoon Seol smiled wickedly and loosened up her body.
"Haa... are you the boss?"
"You could say that."
In an atmosphere thick with oppressive pressure, Yoon Seol and Hayoung locked eyes, never lowering their guard.
Hayoung gritted her teeth, helpless against the maddening pressure.
According to what she'd heard from Seoyoung, Yoon Seol was surprisingly good at fighting.
Even better than Seoyoung.
For Hayoung to beat someone like that was nearly impossible.
She knew she couldn't beat Seoyoung, so defeating Yoon Seol in a fight was... extremely difficult.
Huu... huu... calm down, Baek Hayoung.
Having assessed the situation coolly, she forced her anger to subside and glared at Yoon Seol.
"What, aren't you going to attack?"
"Before that, why are you targeting Kang Minseo?"
Even with a distant rage tearing at her heart, the best method Hayoung could think of to save Kang Minseo—her only goal—was...
Stalling for time.
"I have to have what I want, or I'm not satisfied. Even if I get bored of it quickly."
At the mention of getting bored quickly, Hayoung's eyes trembled with rage,
"If you get bored quickly... can't you just find another man?"
Hayoung was only stalling for time.
For that single reason, she held back, her fists shaking.
"Right now, I... really like Minseo-ssi. Hayoung-ssi... you've had your fun, haven't you? Go embrace another man."
Yoon Seol shook her head as if she'd ever get tired of it...
"Shit-bitch... I'll kill you."
Hayoung bit her lip until it bled.
"You're weaker than me. That's why you're not attacking, isn't it?"
Yet Yoon Seol said it casually, watching Hayoung glare at her like she wanted to murder her.
"Anyway, go rebuild your mansion and get a new sex slave. Just lose interest in my Minseo."
Yoon Seol provoked and humiliated Hayoung, scraping at her temper,
and eventually, Hayoung snapped.
"Heuaa-!!"
Yoon Seol saw the fierce punch aimed at her face and simply ducked to dodge it easily—
Hayoung's movements, driven by rage, were full of holes.
Thwack-!
Crack-!
Thump-!
Yoon Seol struck Hayoung's thigh, abdomen, and chin with incredible speed...
"Keuheok-!!"
Hayoung staggered, reeling from a dizzying series of blows, and bled.
"You're hopeless. And you call yourself the head of a mafia organization."
Yoon Seol said that and rushed at Hayoung.
"Shit."
With a curse, Hayoung began a fight she had no chance of winning.
Whish-!
Thwack-!
Thump-!
Thwump-!!
Yoon Seol's fast fists kept finding Hayoung's vital points,
Huff-! Hah-! Gasp-!
Hayoung barely dodged them, barely held on.
Their fighting styles looked similar... but a closer look told a grim story.
Unable to land a single blow, Hayoung could only dodge Yoon Seol's fists for her life...
And even that was ending as Hayoung began to be pushed back.
But—
Please—! Just once—! An opening—!!!!
An opening.
To aim for a single opening, Hayoung kept dodging like that, and
Sliiip-
Yoon Seol's foot slid for a moment...
"Oh..?"
Her balance was slightly off,
and Hayoung caught it with hawk-like eyes.
Whamm-!!!!
In an instant—she drove a spinning kick straight into Yoon Seol's chin—
"Heok-!"
Yoon Seol rolled across the asphalt and collapsed.
"Haa—haa—you talk all that trash just to get hit. Serves you right."
Hayoung panted heavily and smirked.
"Keueu... really... you're a pain in the ass."
Yoon Seol stood up, boiling with rage, annoyance, and humiliation...
Now she dropped the formal tone and started swearing.
"We have to see this through. You and I."
Hayoung flicked her silver hair and raised her fists again...
"Yeah, we do."
Yoon Seol brushed off her clothes and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
In the heavy, suffocating atmosphere,
Yoon Seol and Hayoung lunged at each other with killing intent...
And the bloody battle began.
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"Keueueu... heuk..."
And there was Minseo, who had opened his eyes in the back seat of the car, clutching the blanket and weeping.
"Hayoung-nim... when are you coming... please... save me... Hayoung-ah... Hayoung-ah..."
His eyes were slowly dying, his focus blurring.