𓏳ㅤThe story of a prosecutor whose world revolved around two things: the courtroom and his Noorie. However, one case crumbled his entire world down right in front of his eyes.ㅤ៶៸
𓏳ㅤThe perpetrators left him with nothing but rage and despair that le...
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ㆁㅤCHAPTER 07ㅤㆁ
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!ㅤWARNINGㅤ!
BEFORE YOU PROCEED, KNOW THAT THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER WILL BE HAVING VIOLENCE AHEAD WITH FORCED DRUG INJECTION. THUS, SKIP READING IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SUCH THINGS. BECAUSE LATER IF YOU GET TRIGGERED OR SUCH, I WOULD NOT BE THE ONE TO BE BLAMED.
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Alex, being the smart one among all three, was fast enough to notice his surroundings, there were no bikers except for one behind him and a car ahead of him. He immediately became alert, as he pressed his accelerator more to overtake but the car too increased its pace. "Crap! I have been trapped!" Alex cursed under his breath, as he understood that it was a trap.
Alex tried his best to get away from them and sped off, however, he was given no chance to. Soon he saw that another bike joined them, it was Jeon and Eunwoo. They saw that Alex was trying to flee as he got the hunch of their plan. Both the J² bikes were on either side of Alex while the car was in front of them. Alex kicked on the side of one bike, trying to slow them down. But, to his dismay, the one from his other side kicked Alex's one as well.
Jeon's bike slowed down as it was at a reasonable distance from Alex's, giving Eunwoo time to fetch out his old service gun and shoot the back tire of Alex's bike repeatedly. Gunshots echoed throughout the place as Alex's bike took a harsh turn skidding over the road, and making him fall far away from his bike. The blue-haired male's hand hit the road in such a harsh way that he got a sprain on his shoulder, making him wince badly; he was unable to move his hand.
