The group had already crossed the Hannam Bridge and eaten lunch, and Kang Chan had finished smoking his cigarette and drinking coffee as well. They were ten minutes away from their destination.

It was time to go.

However, when Lee Doo-Hee threw away Kang Chan’s empty coffee cup into the trash, Kang Chan’s heart suddenly started to thump faster.

Badump. Badump. 

‘Damn it.’

They couldn’t have planted mines at the house, could they?

Kang Chan turned to look at the others.

“What is it?” Seok Kang-Ho asked. He covered his cigarette with a hand as he lit it.

“I have a bad feeling. It’s significant enough for me to stop an operation that’s already underway.”

“That bad?”

After Kang Chan nodded, Seok Kang-Ho glanced around.

“What is it, Mr. Kang Chan?”

The bad feelings he got were a pain in the ass to explain—no, it was virtually impossible to explain them.

“Mr. Kim Hyung-Jung, please just trust me on this. Let’s go over the conditions again. I’m getting the same bad feeling that I had back at the event.”

“Then let’s head to a quiet place for now.”

Having observed the entire situation during the day of the event, Kim Hyung-Jung didn’t raise any doubts and just followed Kang Chan’s wishes.

They all climbed into the car and entered an alley.

Badump. Badump.

It was ridiculous.

He had no means of being certain about the specifics every time this happened. Nevertheless, even though he didn’t have the slightest idea of what dangers they would face and when they would appear, his heart continued to beat faster.

Kang Chan glared outside through the windshield.

‘What is it? What did I leave out?’

He did say they should attack first, but before the mission even started, he suddenly got an ominous feeling.

It wasn’t as if they were here under someone’s orders. The people who were aware of this operation...