‘Let’s not kill him. I shouldn’t kill him.’ Repeating those words to himself, Kang Chan approached Yoon Bong-Sup.

‘I should find out if Cho Il-Kwon ordered him to kill Yoo Hye-Sook first.’

However, when he saw the blood that had spattered on Yoo Hye-Sook’s photo, which was on top of the table, Kang Chan’s lid ended up flipping.

Bang!

Crash!

Kang Chan booted Yoon Bong-Sup in the chest, knocking over the sofa as the latter toppled over. Right next to the table, Kang Chan noticed the filet knife that Yoon Bong-Sup had tried to pick up but missed.

Kang Chan smirked.

This son of a bitch was looking for an opportunity to kill my mother?

Even at a glance, Yoon Bong-Sup clearly intended to use foreigners, then send them back to their country.

Kang Chan picked up the knife.

‘I should not kill him!’

Kang Chan knew what not to do. He even yelled it in his mind.

But of all occasions, Kang Chan had to run into a situation—one that would’ve flipped his lid even on a day when he was feeling perfectly normal—while he...