—Love is the whole of it~ my eyes with a hot heart in them~♬ let this night be hot~ be hot~♪

"That's it! Love is the whole of it. Heh heh heh."

Vroom.

A big saloon he bought some years ago with his standing in mind.

Kang Deuksu, with the wheel in his own hands, let a sly laugh out.

He was in a very good humour today.

With the timing in mind he had taken the pill before he set off.

The carcass is slowly heating up.

A destructive appetite, with mastery and conquest ahead of it, boils in him.

His youngest son Kang Hongdong is a cruel piece of work before he is a son.

Unlike the eldest, who came out as a public servant, the boy has had no fear in his head since he was small.

A boy who talked back however much he was beaten, from before the blood was dry on his head.

Kang Deuksu never put a foot on the brake against his youngest son's crooked appetites.

It was easier to pretend he did not see.

Look at the boy's eyes and you can tell how cruel he is.

There was talk going round that he had killed a few people.

Kang Deuksu has pretended not to know, without fail.

So much so that, on account of that son as well, there is not one person who slights Kang Deuksu.

Whenever the boy turned up with his men, who bare their black tattoos as though showing them off, everybody was pressed down by the force of it and kept their breath low.

Kang Deuksu, who has lived high and mighty in Sokcho on his money and on having the district's first gangster for a son.

"The ill-bred bitch! Today I'll kill her proper."

Kang Deuksu called Han Jiyun to mind, trim as she is.

At the memory of those venomous eyes standing up to him, his teeth ground.

He had had a glass of soju, lightly.

Drink-driving was no trouble at all.

He has solid connections with the Sokcho police as well.

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