Inferno Hearts | Xu Minghao

21. Escape?

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Minghao's eyes widened in disbelief as he laid eyes on the familiar face before him. Kim Sunghoon. No matter how relentless his efforts had been to track him down, they had all been in vain.

Kim Sunghoon had eluded their grasp so skillfully that for years, their attempts to locate him had proven useless. Yet, here he stood, unexpectedly materializing right in front of them.

Minghao swiftly rose to his feet upon noticing the man engaged in conversation with someone in close proximity.

His sharp gaze swept across the surroundings, taking in the presence of numerous vigilant guards positioned strategically, ready to protect their boss at any moment.

Fueled by a mixture of anger and surprise, Minghao determinedly navigated his way toward the spot where the man stood.

However, the bustling crowd of the club acted as an obstruction, obscuring his view of Kim Sunghoon and causing him to lose sight of his target.

Amidst the confusion, the other members observed Minghao's determined attempt to navigate through the sea of people.

His expression spoke volumes, conveying a sense of urgency and unease that was not lost on his companions.

Sensing that something was wrong, they promptly stood up, ready to respond to whatever situation might unfold.

Minghao's patience had been stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment. And it did.

Driven by a surge of anger and frustration, he swiftly retrieved his gun and quickly loaded it. In an instant, the deafening sound of a gunshot echoed through the club, the bullet finding its mark on the ceiling.

The resounding shot was a forceful bid to clear the club's bustling atmosphere as fast as possible.

With a synchronized sense of urgency, the members  assumed strategic positions around Minghao, their collective movements mirroring a well-practiced routine.

Their faces bore a mixture of concern, confusion, and readiness as they attempted to decipher the unfolding situation.

In a swift turn of events, the opportunity slipped through their fingers. The person Sunghoon was talking to had moved away and was alone now.

They had lost track of Kim Sunghoon. But Minghao didn't waste any time. He quickly walked up to the man, grabbed him by the collar, unhesitating in his actions.

Amidst the chaos of the club, with people rushing to locate the nearest exit, Minghao's voice pierced through in a shout: "Where is he? Where's that fucking bastard?"

The man Minghao had pinned against the wall yelled back, "Who are you, and what the fuck do you think you're doing?" He was none other than the club's owner.

Consumed by anger, Minghao's fist connected squarely with the man's jaw. His grip on the gun's handle intensified, lending even more force to the blow.

With the club owner squirming in pain on the ground, Minghao swiftly turned to his fellow members, urgency in his voice. "Move fast, find that motherfucker! Kim Sunghoon was fucking here," he commanded, instructing his team into action.