Jeonghan patrolled the dark streets of Gangnam, a cold look on his face. This was his gang's territory, and tonight, he was on duty. The young man carried concealed weapons, prepared for anything. The night sky was cloudy, light rain pouring down.

He could hear police sirens in the distance, making him retreat into the more shady alleyways for protection. He had no wish to deal with the law, not today, not ever.