"Dosik-a."

"Yes! Hyungnim!"

"Everything ready?"

"Cheolgwon's standing by."

"You fed him well?"

"Yes! Whatever Cheolgwon wanted, he got it."

"Heh heh. The world's got easy, hasn't it. Put a knife in a man, and so long as he doesn't croak they have you back out in the world in no time. In my day you came out of Cheongsong pickled through."

Kang Hongdong wore a satisfied smile.

In the world as it is now, even the gangsters have no fear of public authority.

In the past a violent criminal had to rot in Cheongsong prison.

But in the world now, human rights protect them and move the law.

Murderers, rapists, robbers — a few years served and out, and that is the end of it.

And put on an attorney who has come out of the courts, and the sentence drops astonishingly.

Frankly the prosecutors only wear different clothes; what they do is no different from a trader's.

They reckon up alma maters and intake years, pulling and pushing one another along by the bonds between them.

And the ones who have the run of it, thanks to that, are the criminals.

"But hyungnim……."

"What."

"Will it be all right, do you think?"

"Will what."

"They've got bodyguards on them, is what I mean."

"There aren't many of them. And this is Sokcho. My turf. Forgotten? Heh heh heh."

A wicked smile hung at the corner of Kang Hongdong's mouth.

"The boat?"

"It's ready."

"Prepare it properly. With a good solid drum~"

"Yes!"

It's a present from Director Eom. Handle this one job properly, and…….

The Nakcheon faction's expansion in Seoul has not been an ordinary one.

The Nakcheon faction has a line to the present government.

The drug business, which had been going on quietly, is spreading like flame.

And on the back of it they are sweeping money in.

For all anybody knows, the prosecution and the police look to be shutting their eyes.

It is a chance that will never come again.

"Tell the lads to keep a good watch."

"Don't you worry. They're stashed in the…