Translated by: ShawnSuh
Edited by: SootyOwl
Walking down an empty street, Ho Sung stopped in his tracks and looked down at the plane ticket in his hand in a daze. Then, when he looked up, a bridge not too far from him came into view. Walking toward it as if under a spell, he stopped at the center of the bridge and weighed out his options.
'If I leave the country, what do I do about Min Sung Kang? If he finds out that I've gone off the grid, wouldn't he find me and kill me? Yes, he would. He definitely would. That heartless, cold-blooded bastard,' Ho Sung thought, smoking his cigarette while looking down at the Han River. The height was slightly intimidating. After looking down at the dark, gaping water, he looked back at the ticket in his hand.
"Hah! Hong Kong? I thought it would've been somewhere like New York."
Then, he looked up at the moonlit sky as confusion took over him. 'I don't even know what's right or wrong anymore.'
At that moment, the loud screech of a car came o...