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“You’re thinking too loud,” said Min-jae, wrapping his own hands across the bench. “I can hear you from here.”

Min-jae stood. He was shorter than Geon-woo, but denser—a fireplug of muscle and quiet fury. His own story was simpler: a sister drowning in medical bills, a loan from the same snake. “Then we don’t think,” Min-jae said. “We bleed. Together.” Bloodhounds.S01.480p.WEB-DL.HIN-ENG-KOR.x264.MS...

Min-jae nodded slowly. “Then we run again.” “You’re thinking too loud,” said Min-jae, wrapping his

Geon-woo tried to smile. “No choice.” The final confrontation happened not in a ring, but on the rooftop of Choi’s own warehouse, under a sulfur-yellow moon. Choi himself was there—a thin man in an expensive coat, holding a golf club like a scepter. Behind him stood his last enforcer: a giant with no neck and eyes like dead fish. His own story was simpler: a sister drowning

The giant stepped forward. Min-jae met him. The fight was short and ugly—Min-jae took three punches that should have killed a normal man, but he kept coming, wrapping the giant in a clinch, biting an ear, doing anything to survive. Geon-woo, ribs screaming, ducked under Choi’s wild golf swing and landed two perfect punches: a jab to the throat, a cross to the temple.

By week two, they’d taken three of his collection crews, returning seized property to old shopkeepers who wept with disbelief. By week three, Geon-woo’s mother was crying too—not from pain, but from fear. “Stop,” she whispered over the phone. “He’ll kill you.”

“He can try,” Geon-woo replied. But his voice cracked.