MARKED AS MINE || minsung

~11~

Minho’s gang moved with purpose through the dark alleys leading to their warehouse, their faces set with determination. They had known about the Chois' planned attack . Now, they were ready to defend their territory.

Minho led the way, his steps silent but confident. Beside him were Chan, Changbin, Seungmin, Felix, and Hyunjin, each one prepared for the fight ahead. The air was tense, but their focus was sharp.

“Positions,” Minho ordered in a low voice.

The gang spread out, taking their assigned spots around the warehouse. Felix climbed to a high vantage point, his sniper rifle at the ready. Chan and Changbin flanked the entrance, while Seungmin and Hyunjin covered the sides. Minho remained in the center, ready to direct the action.

They waited in silence, every sense on high alert. Minutes felt like hours until the sound of approaching footsteps broke the stillness. The Chois were here.

Felix’s voice crackled through the earpieces. “They’re coming. Twenty of them, heavily armed.”

Minho gave a slight nod. “Hold your positions. Wait for my signal.”

The Chois moved closer, unaware of the ambush waiting for them. As they reached the warehouse entrance, Minho raised his hand. The moment it dropped, chaos erupted.

“Now!” he commanded.

Gunfire exploded from all directions. Felix picked off targets with deadly accuracy from his perch. Chan and Changbin emerged from their hiding spots, firing at the intruders with precision. Seungmin and Hyunjin engaged the Chois from the sides, their movements swift and deadly.

Minho advanced with cold efficiency, taking down enemies with calculated shots. The warehouse turned into a battlefield, but Minho’s gang had the upper hand. The element of surprise was on their side.

Chan covered Minho’s back, their teamwork seamless. Changbin and Seungmin moved like a well-oiled machine, covering each other as they pushed forward. Hyunjin’s agility made him a hard target, his movements fluid and unpredictable.

Despite their heavy firepower, the Chois began to falter under the relentless assault. One by one, they fell, unable to match the skill and coordination of Minho’s gang. The battle was intense but brief. Soon, the last of the Chois were either down or retreating.

Minho’s gang regrouped, the adrenaline still coursing through their veins. They had won, but the victory felt uneasy. As they searched the fallen enemies for clues, Felix found a bloodstained note.

“Boss, take a look at this,” Felix said, handing it to Minho.

Minho read the note, his expression darkening. The name *Yeonjun* stood out, sending a chill through him. Chan read over his shoulder, his eyes widening.

“Yeonjun… He was supposed to be dead,” Chan said, voice laced with disbelief.

Minho’s jaw tightened. “If he’s alive, this is just the beginning. We need to be ready for whatever comes next.”

The gang nodded, the gravity of the situation sinking in. They had managed to fend off the Chois tonight, but a bigger threat loomed on the horizon. Yeonjun, the feared leader of their rival gang, was alive and ready for revenge.

As they left the warehouse, the city lights flickered ominously. In the shadows, a figure watched with cold eyes and a sinister smile. Yeonjun was back, and he was coming for them.

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Yeunjun💫😇