"Everyone get ready. The mission will not be delayed anymore."
Within moments, military vehicles began pulling up in front of the hotel. One by one, armored vans and black SUVs took position from all sides of the building. The streets were silent—Soldiers began securing the hotel from every angle. Every entry point was covered. Communication was on live feed.The operation was about to begin.
Soldiers had already entered the hotel. Armed, alert, and synchronized.By the time people realized what was happening, the lobby and corridors were already filled with a heavily armed military presence.Guests were panicking. Even the staff looked visibly shaken."What's going on...?"Every face carried the same question—and no one had an answer.
Mr. Han, at that time, was seated in his luxury chair in the deep central office of the hotel, located in the basement level within the casino, going through some files.He still had no idea what kind of storm had just hit upstairs.
All of the hotel staff were locked inside a specific room.During the investigation, it was found that many of them were Mr. Han's people—recruited for his illegal empire.They were all detained, to prevent any warning or alert from being sent out.
The guests were politely evacuated—under the pretense of a "security protocol."Within no time, the entire hotel was nearly empty.
The Captain, along with his squad, now moved into the casino. Cold, controlled, tactical steps.They quickly located the basement area—where Mr. Han ran his operations.
There were three rooms in the basement:
In the first room — there were captives. Fear in their eyes, exhaustion in their bodies.
In the second — lockers and metal boxes.
In the third — arms, drugs, and illegal smuggling equipment.
The Captain fired a short-range shot to break open the locker's lock.The metal snapped… and the sight inside made everyone's eyes widen—bundles of black money, shiny gold coins, documents… and a system that held traces of multiple international accounts.Alongside those lockers were hidden compartments, from where drugs, restricted weapons, and records of human trafficking were uncovered.
The individuals kidnapped by Mr. Han were immediately rescued and taken to a safe location.The Major took legal statements from all of them. After medical check-ups, those who had families were contacted. Those without any known relatives were sent to protective care.Each person's digital and written records were maintained.
During this time, the Captain and his team searched every corner of the hotel—kitchens, staff quarters, warehouses… every space. Every shelf, every drawer.Within a short span, they had exposed the entire illegal empire.
Mr. Han's bodyguards were arrested under Korean military protocol—"구속되었습니다!" (You're under arrest.)
Inside the casino, two soldiers forcefully broke open the door to Mr. Han's office.The door burst open with a loud crash.
Mr. Han snapped his head up—his face turned pale in an instant."W-what is this?! Who are you?! How did you get in here?!"
But the soldiers didn't answer a single word.
They grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the office.
The casino floor was now completely empty.Mr. Han kept shouting:
"You don't know who I am! You'll pay for this! I'll destroy all of you!"
Then suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.
He slowly turned around...
And the words froze in his throat.
There he was—Beast.
And behind him stood Min-jae and the Captain—both silent, both ready.The three of them, at that moment, looked like the fiercest lions of the jungle.
They moved slowly toward him.Their aura was so powerful, it felt like if they merely stared at someone, the whole city would bow down.
Min-jae and the Captain stopped a few steps away. They said nothing.Their expressions were clear:
"This hunt belongs to Beast."
Mr. Han had betrayed them—not just the system, but Beast himself.And now… it was time to settle the score.
Nothing could save him now.Not power.Not money.Not politics.
The moment Mr. Han saw Beast advancing toward him, he understood everything.
He understood that all his dark deeds—every lie, every betrayal, every hidden agenda—had been exposed.There was no way out now…Only judgment.
His feet began to slowly shuffle backward.With every step, the color on his face drained one shade paler.
But suddenly—Thak!He tripped on something behind him.And fell—helplessly, to the ground.
In that moment, all his dignity, all his so-called "power" seemed to crumble into the floor beneath him.
He sat there, gasping for breath.Sweat poured from every pore. His hands trembled, his eyes were filled with nothing but fear.
Beast was now advancing toward him—his eyes burning with a fire, a rage that wasn't meant for people... but for prey.
In Beast's hand—was a sharp, gleaming knife.It shimmered silently, but unmistakably—a quiet declaration of death.
Mr. Han, shaking with fear, slowly raised his hand.
"B-Beast... listen to me…"His voice was broken, a wretched mix of panic and pleading.
"I know… I made a mistake. A huge mistake. I… I'm sorry. Please give me a chance. I'll fix everything. I'll change. Please… don't kill me…"
He began dragging himself backward, like a wounded man—or a worn-out sinner—trying to push death away from him.
But his back was now against the wall.There was nowhere left to go.Only Beast stood in front of him.
Beast stopped.There was a silent storm in his eyes.
He bent down. Slowly lowered himself—right in front of Mr. Han.
And pressed the tip of the blade against Mr. Han's neck—just a light touch.But enough to make his nerves scream in terror.
Beast spoke—"What are you so afraid of, Mr. Han?"
His voice was deep, but quiet—like poison being poured into a glass.Every word sliced straight into the soul.
"You had a powerful plan, didn't you?To control me… to destroy me."
There was a mysterious, dangerous smile on Beast's lips—But it held no humanity.Only rage. A pure, primal hunger to bring down the one who thought he was untouchable.
Mr. Han's voice caught in his throat.He tried to speak—but no words came out.
He just stared at Beast through tear-filled eyes…As if he knew—this was the end.