𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃 𝐄 𝐀 𝐋 II ᴋᴛʜ ғғ

ℙ ℝ 𝕆 𝕃 𝕆 𝔾 𝕌 𝔼

"Mr. Kim", Mr. Lee greeted.

"Mr. Lee", Mr. Kim nodded, before asking him to take his seat.

Both men facing each other, sitting on the opposite sides of table.

"Let's get straight to the point Mr. Lee, what did you set this meeting up for? Especially with your biggest, most hated, one and only enemy?", Mr. Kim raised an eyebrow at Mr. Lee.

"I'm here to negotiate Mr. Kim, let's have a deal"

"Sounds interesting... Go ahead", Mr. Kim smirks and rests his elbows on the table, staring intensely at Mr. Lee.

"You stop attacking our, as in the Chinese Mafia's bases, and withdraw all your spies, and we can turn our enmity into friendship."

Mr. Kim slams his fists on the table, "Kim Taehyung isn't anyone's friend", he says, giving Mr. Lee a glare that could kill, but leans back on the chair maintaining his calm composure again. "And the deal, what makes you think I will do that?", he scoffs. He sits up again, keeping his hands on the table.

"What do I get out of this?"

"If we do negotiate between ourselves, then I'll stop attacking your hideouts, as well as we'll erase all your information from our softwares, making sure everything relating to you and the Korean Mafia Empire is cleared."

Mr. Kim puts both of his legs on the table, one on top of the other and takes out his gun.

"You know what Mr. Lee? I want to plant all the fucking bullets of my gun inside your head right now, but I won't because I kinda like this deal."

"So let's-", Mr. Lee was cut off by Mr. Kim.

"I'm not finished yet", Mr. Kim says as he gives him a glare, "Isn't my advantage from this deal a little too less? I think I should get something more valuable out of it."

"We won't ever interfere in your business again, I'll withdraw all my saesangs. The Korean and Chinese Mafia Empires won't ever cross paths again, leading to peace on both sides. What else do you want?"

"Your daughter", Mr. Kim says as his face turns cold, his eyes holding his dark and serious gaze.

"You betray me, I kill her"