“Daye, you lead the assassination squad,” Kang Chan ordered.

Seok Kang-Ho looked at Kang Chan with a glinting glare that was as sharp as a knife.

“Get it together, fucker! If it wasn’t for the bullet I took to the leg, I would’ve left you behind and gone myself. I’m not going to die here, you hear me? So go and kill that bastard using any means necessary. If Yang Bum takes control of the administration, we might just be able to get out of this alive!”

Another loud rumble of the engines came outside. It sounded like a monster’s growl.

Those assholes have got to be deranged.

Kang Chan could never have imagined that they would bring armored vehicles to the airport.

“Daye!”

“Got it, Cap!” Seok Kang-Ho replied.

“Change out of those clothes,” Kang Chan ordered him.

Seok Kang-Ho gritted his teeth as he looked back at Kang Chan.

“I’m going to get out alive,” Kang Chan repeated.

“I’ll make sure to return with him dead,” Seok Kang-Ho furiously said, then spat as if he had just consumed poison. His emotions had become too...