Hating Yang Jin-Woo and killing kids were completely different things.

This wasn’t a war between African tribes. Beheading innocent children wasn’t something that Kang Chan could accept, regardless of what the purpose was.

Kang Chan held up a cigarette. The situation strangely kept becoming messier and messier.

“What’s going on? What got you so mad?” Oh Gwang-Taek asked.

“Don’t even get me started—all kinds of thugs butted into the Eurasian Rail. Phew! Let’s leave it at that.”

Oh Gwang-Taek took out and bit on another cigarette, deciding not to pry further.

Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—. 

Kang Chan quickly held up his phone.

- It’s Xavier. I heard that they have already finished beheading them.

“They beheaded all of Yang Jin-Woo’s family members that are in the United States?”

- They started with his two sons, followed by his daughter and her husband and three children. They killed seven people in total.

Crazy sons of bitches.

Kang Chan was well aware of the Serpent Venimeux’s cruelty, but this was his first time actually witnessing it for himself.

He was so dumbfounded that all he could do was smirk.

- That’s all for now. I’ll let you know immediately once...