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"Shit." Ten muttered, returning the same furious gaze his former ally held. He turned on his heel and practically bolted towards the nearest exit in the most natural way he could. Ten couldn't just run away in a panic, he was in public! It would be extremely suspicious of him if he started dashing away like a madman and security would be on him in a millisecond. Thankfully, this also meant that Jaehyun didn't have the ability to do anything out in the open either. If his former ally pulled out an entire real Glock public, he was guaranteed to have the cops called on him. The two were stuck in the same situation, making the party somewhat of a safe ground for both of them.

Though how long Jaehyun decided to keep that unspoken rule was up to him. The former gang member stopped in his tracks when he felt a hand touch his shoulder, restricting his movements. Ten slowly peered behind him, making eye contact with the man as he adjusted the cuffs of his shirt. "I never would have guessed the place you escaped to would be Beijing. You seem to be surviving despite not speaking the language." He spoke, teasing him just a little bit as he reached in his pockets. Ten's eyes followed Jaehyun's hands, not trusting him one bit. This was his former ally's chance to take him out now that he was alone without Johnny. The sympathetic gang member wouldn't allow anyone to try and kill Ten while he was there.

"Why are you here?" Ten challenged, quickly smiling at a waitress that approached the two with drinks. He took a champagne glass without hesitation, he had been drinking since he got to the party after all. Jaehyun followed his lead, grabbing ahold of the glass as well. Though he heard Jaehyun scoff at his fake kindness as she walked away, rolling his eyes as he turned back to the man in question. "Aren't you supposed to be, I don't know, with NEO? Isn't the whole gang in a frenzy because of how I escaped?" Ten questioned, putting the glass up to his lips to chug the whole thing down. He'd need about fifty of those to get through the conversation without losing it.

However, Jaehyun seemed to think otherwise. Before Ten could even get a sip, he took the drink from his hands without hesitation. Discreetly placing the drink on a passing waiter's tray as he replied, "Oh they are. Taeyong is absolutely shaking with pure anger. He wanted you gone but not like this. He wanted you to die on home territory for the sake of his pride. So now the entire gang had split in search for you in Korea." Jaehyun glanced around at the sea of people, narrowing his eyes at all the rich and powerful that surrounded them. "Yet here you are in Beijing partying with people way out of your rank. It only makes me wonder how you got here..."

"First of all, you and I both know that this is the perfect scene for me. But you haven't explained why you're here." Ten pointed out. "You just said everyone had been deployed around Korea. Why the hell are you in Beijing, China?" This was the only time Ten would be able to get answers from anyone in his former gang. All other chances he may get would be futile, as their current goal was to either capture or kill him to make him pay for his "crimes" against them. Sure, he was currently on a mission with the squadron but they could wait. He had personal goals that needed to be fulfilled. Jaehyun smirked as he placed down the other glass of alcohol he had, giving Ten his full attention.

The smirk that played on his lips put Ten on edge. Jaehyun must had something devious planned, or information that former gang member wanted. "I'm friends with the host, Xu Minghao. He invited me to his party and I decided it would be a good idea to destress myself." He explained, backing Ten into a corner with malice in his eyes. He frowned as he tried to slip past Jaehyun, desperate to escape the situation he got trapped in. Though Jaehyun purposely kept cutting him off until he had forced him back to a wall, grabbing his neck and refusing to let go. "Now I'll ask you this. Did you really think you'd escape NEO just because you got out of Korea? We've got eyes everywhere. And you've got none."

Ten grabbed Jaehyun's arm, trying to force him off. Yet his movements were hindered when the boy discreetly pulled out a weapon of his own. It was a simple black beretta, a type of pistol, of course. He placed the muzzle against his head as he held on tighter to Ten's neck. If Jaehyun knocked Ten out, whether with a bullet or choking him, he'd easily be able to take him back to Korea with Ten in his grasp. "L... let go of me." He choked out, digging his nails into Jaehyun's skin. He desperately tried to get someone's attention, if he was caught trying to kill Ten then he'd be arrested immediately. Yet they were a good ways away from the crowd, everyone who was sober wasn't going to find them.

"I've waited for this moment for quite a few months, Ten. I've gotten so sick of chasing after you like this is a game of cat and mouse. I can't wait to see what Taeyong will do to you." Jaehyun whispered, a sickening smile on his lips as he held on even tighter to his neck and pulled back on the trigger. Ten felt like his consciousness was slowly getting dragged from his body, hanging into the last string of hope that he wouldn't pass out. Yet his eyes flickered open in closed and air wasn't passing through his lungs, he was going to go unconscious at any second. He was gasping for air at this point, begging for him to let go. "You can whine all you want, Chittaphon. No one is here to save you anymore."

"What are you doing?" The voice took both boys by surprise, neither expecting someone to interrupt. He let go of Ten to put his attention else while the boy dropped to the ground, gasping for air as he tried to regain as much energy as he could in his few seconds of freedom. Though Jaehyun quickly scooped up Ten once more, holding him in a headlock and pressing the gun to his head once more. Ten struggling in his grasp, squinting to see who so boldly tried to stop Jaehyun. Though this ever so brave "stranger" wasn't so unknown to Ten as Jaehyun may have thought they were. To his former ally, it looked as though some random bystander was trying to intervene.

There stood the quiet and composed Sicheng, him giving the two a questionable look as he processed the situation presented to him. Ten had to give it to him, Sicheng's acting skills were truly top-notch. It's as if he knew exactly why and how this scenario had occurred but was masking it underneath of the lost and horrified exterior. His eyes widened with fear and disgust, covering his mouth with his hands before yelling out. "Someone! Call security! This man is holding someone hostage! He's got a weapon on him! Yongqin, don't worry. Everything will be fine I promise." As soon as the agent described the situation in front of him, a woman screamed in pure horror.

It riled up the entire crowd that was nearby, running away and yelling for help as they tried to get to safety. Jaehyun glared daggers into Sicheng's head as the three we're slowly being surrounded by the guards that had come to the rescue. "Don't get any closer." Jaehyun threatened, pointing the gun away from Ten and onto those who were watching them. The security guard's slowly pulled out their own weapons, mentally getting ready to shoot Jaehyun down without a second thought. Yet when he placed the beretta back into Ten's temple, they all froze in place. Even Sicheng seemed to be frozen in shock.

"If you even try to shoot me, he goes down with me," Jaehyun explained, clearly running out of ideas to keep himself alive. Ten should know, the boy's ears were practically burning like a red flame. He smirked at the sight of everyone's hesitance, a chuckle left his mouth as he spoke. "That's right. Me and Yongqin," He began, bitterness seeping off his tongue as he said the fake name, "have some unfinished business to attend to. You all intervening would just make this situation harder for all of us. You don't want blood on your nice new floors do you?"

Sicheng seemed unnerved by his threats, fixing his posture as he pulled in his dress shirt. "I hope you're in position Hendery. Once I give the signal, go." His face was deadpanned as he spoke to the fellow agents, emotions that were there earlier disappeared into nothingness. When he turned back to Jaehyun, he simply held his hand out, almost urging him to drop his pistol in his hands. "We don't have to do this the hard way. Just hand Yongqin back over and we won't hurt you. That's so easy a child could do as I say." Sicheng taunted. Jaehyun clenched his teeth, sounding as though it was nails on a chalkboard. He's pissed off.

"You don't know how dangerous this man is," Jaehyun hissed, though his grip was slowly loosening on Ten. "If anything, I'm doing you a favor of taking him out with me. You really trust him?" The men that surrounded them held up their guns higher, as if daring him to even try and kill Ten off. Sicheng shook his head with a deep sigh, crossing his arms as he assessed the situation in front of him. Jaehyun was definitely serious about killing the former gang member right where he stood. He had to break a deal with him... but what would Jaehyun want that Sicheng or Branch V could give without giving away their identities as secret agents?

"Oh, Jaehyun? What a show you've put on here I see." A sudden voice spoke up, catching everyone off guard. Who was brave enough to walk towards the danger and even go as far as to involve themselves. Yet the victorious grin that played on Jaehyun's face and the distraught expression on Sicheng showed that it was clearly someone of importance. The person clapped their hands as they slid past the security, standing right in between Sicheng and Jaehyun. "You should have told me you were going to put on a performance before the party started: the guest would have loved the entertainment if it was well planned out."

It was a tall and lanky boy that stood behind them, smiling innocently as he held a folding fan in his hands, the guard golden with a dragon design on its leaves. It matched his black blazer and pants, along with the golden dress shirt he wore to bring it all together. Jaehyun opened his mouth to exclaim something, to bring the man onto his side and escape with Ten in hand. Yet he pointed his fan at Jaehyun, a menacing glare in his eyes. "You didn't discuss this little performance with me though, so I ask you to put it to an end before I do it myself." His black hair fell right in front of his eyes as if his own hair was trying to hide his murderous gaze away from everyone's eyes.

"Shoot him," the boy said, commanding the guards as if they were his own personal army. Thought the moment the security pulled the triggers, he spoke up again. "But bring Yongqin and his friend to me on the top floor. I have to personally apologize for the inconvenience my friend had put them through. I can't let my party get ruined like this can I? It'll bring my reputation down and I've worked so hard to build it to where it is now." He told them, laughing a little as he urging Ten and Sicheng to follow him.

Jaehyun reluctantly let Ten go, in total shock that he had been betrayed by what he made look like was his ally. "Wait— you can't do this! Killing me put you on NEO's kill list, and you don't want that do you? I'm too valuable for you to kill and we're allies nonetheless! Xu Minghao, are you listening to me? You won't get away with this!" He screamed as Sicheng, grabbed Ten's hand and pulled him out of the danger zone. They stood right beside the lanky boy, waiting for his reaction to the number of threats that were getting thrown at him.

Though Xu Minghao snapped his folding fan closed out of what seemed like annoyed. The sound it made echoing through the almost completely empty room as he turned around, a sickly sweet smile on his face. "Oh but Jaehyun," He spoke, pointing the fan at him. "You don't know how much Taeyong has wanted to get rid of you. You're no fun to him anymore, so annoying and brash about this whole missing gang member thing. I'm honestly doing him a favor. I can get away with this then, huh?" When Minghao turned back around there were several gunshots and an earsplitting scream. After that, there was silence.

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ew this was really
short sorry bout that 😷