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Jisung looked around, trying to find the man who had been under his radar since he received some crucial information. A close friend had once found out that CB97, one of the members of the gang SKZ, was betraying them by helping Jeonghan.

His friend had even drawn a picture of the man, giving Jisung a basic idea of his appearance.

There he was.

Jisung spotted him and made his way over. He glanced back at Hyunjin, who gave him a thumbs-up, making Jisung chuckle.

"Who might you be?" Jisung asked casually, his flirty mood lingering from his encounter with Minho. He felt confident and knew he could make anyone spill their secrets.

"Name's Chan, and who are you? I don't think I've ever seen you."
Jisung gave Chan a once-over before smiling confidently. "Name's Jisung. I'm just a curious guy in a curious place."

Chan raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Curious, huh? And what exactly are you curious about?"

"Oh, just a little information, I want to know Yun Jeonghan's weakness," Jisung replied nonchalantly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a thick wad of cash that Hyunjin had given him earlier, "I believe everyone has a price. How about you?"

Chan's eyes flickered with interest at the sight of the money, but he remained skeptical. "And why should I give you anything? What makes you think I'll sell out my own?"

Jisung maintained his cool demeanor, meeting Chan's gaze steadily. "Because I know the game, and I know that loyalty only goes so far. This," he said, waving the money slightly, "could make a lot of problems go away."

Chan crossed his arms, clearly weighing his options. "It's going to take more than that to make me talk."

Jisung sighed, pulling out more cash until the amount became impossible to ignore. "How about now?"

Chan's eyes widened at the increased sum. After a moment's hesitation, he finally spoke. "Alright. Jeonghan's weak in the shoulder. An old injury."

Jisung nodded, a satisfied grin spreading across his face as he handed over the money. "Pleasure doing business with you, Chan."

Chan pocketed the cash, still wary. "Yeah, just be careful. Information like this can get you killed."

Jisung chuckled. "Don't worry about me. I know how to handle myself." He turned to leave, giving Hyunjin another nod as he walked away. So easy to buy out these mafias

Suddenly, the lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. The crowd murmured in confusion, their silhouettes barely visible in the dim light.

Jisung and Hyunjin, now equipped with night vision goggles that they had hidden away in a corner, navigated through the chaos with precision. The duo moved silently, their target clear: Yun Jeonghan.

As they approached the back of the hall, they spotted Jeonghan standing near a group of his men. Jisung signaled to Hyunjin, and they moved in, their movements swift and coordinated.

Jisung jabbed the guard on the side of his leg, making him groan in pain and collapse. Hearing the commotion, Jeonghan quickly sprang up and bolted out of the room. The two boys followed him as Jeonghan knocked over chairs and tables to hinder their pursuit.

Jisung caught up to another guard protecting Jeonghan, delivering a powerful punch that sent the guard sprawling. He quickly incapacitated the man with a series of precise, brutal blows.

Jeonghan glanced back, his eyes wide with desperation. He darted into a narrow hallway, Jisung hot on his heels. As they raced through the corridor, Jeonghan grabbed a vase and hurled it at Jisung. Jisung ducked just in time, the vase shattering against the wall behind him.

With a burst of speed, Jisung closed the gap between them. He lunged at Jeonghan, tackling him to the ground. The two men grappled, rolling across the floor in a fierce struggle. Jeonghan threw a punch that grazed Jisung's jaw, but Jisung retaliated with a powerful elbow strike to Jeonghan's shoulders.

Jeonghan grunted in pain but managed to twist out of Jisung's grip. He kicked Jisung in the chest, sending him stumbling backward. Seizing the moment, Jeonghan scrambled to his feet and dashed toward a nearby door.

Jisung recovered quickly and gave chase. He caught up to Jeonghan in a large, dimly lit room. The two circled each other, eyes locked in a deadly stare.

"You can't run forever, Jeonghan," Jisung growled, his voice low and menacing.

Jeonghan smirked. "I don't plan to. Han Jisung remember when I told you I had alot of enemies. Guess this proves it."

With that, Jeonghan lunged at Jisung, throwing a flurry of punches. Jisung blocked and countered, the sound of their blows echoing through the room. They moved with lethal grace, each strike calculated and precise.

"I knew you looked familiar officer Han, I guess it was your father that I had fun killing and torturing,"

Jisung landed a solid hit on Jeonghan's jaw, sending him reeling. But Jeonghan recovered quickly, grabbing a metal rod from a nearby table and swinging it at Jisung.

Jisung dodged the initial swing, then grabbed the rod on the second attempt. They wrestled for control of the weapon, the metal clanging against the floor.

Summoning all his strength, Jisung wrenched the rod from Jeonghan's grasp and tossed it aside. He delivered a swift kick to Jeonghan's midsection, followed by a powerful punch to his face.

Jeonghan staggered backward, blood trickling from his lip.

Realizing he was outmatched, Jeonghan turned and fled through another door. Jisung started to pursue but paused, catching his breath. He knew they couldn't let Jeonghan get away, but the man was proving to be more slippery than anticipated.

Hyunjin caught up to Jisung, panting heavily. "He got away?"

Jisung nodded, frustration etched on his face. "For now. But I will find him and make him pay."

Hyunjin placed a hand on his shoulder, his voice calm and reassuring. "We'll get him next time."

Jisung nodded, frustration evident in his eyes. "Next time, he won't be so lucky."

As the lights flickered back on, the chaos in the hall began to settle. Everyone started to murmur to know where the host of the party had disappeared to. When all their eyes landed on the mess of the chairs and tables when all the voices started to gasp and question the situation.

Jisung and Hyunjin took the opportunity of this chaos and left the scene immediately through the window. Before jumping out, Jisung looked back in, trying to get another look at Minho but the latter was nowhere to be found.

Jisung jumped out the window, thinking nobody had seen him but a pretty boy, from afar, was watching him.

"Guys, I think we found him,"

Minho smirked.