Daddy I Found Mama[Hyunlix FF]

Chapter 40: "It's over, Hwang Hyunjin"

Dmitry sat back, smirking as the man screamed in pain. He was tied up, chains cutting into him, blood dripping everywhere.

“No… no! Please, I’m sorry, Mr. Dmitry!” the man begged, shaking.

Dmitry just laughed, cold and cruel. “Hahaha… you deserved this.”

His men grabbed the man, twisting his arms and hitting his head. Blood ran down his face. His screams faded… until he went completely still.

Watching the man give up so easily bored Dmitry.

He clicked his tongue.

"Tch… no fun."

Rolling his eyes, he sneered,

"Whatever. Take this joker’s body away." He waved, and his men dragged the lifeless body out of the room.

Dmitry leaned back and calmly lit a cigarette, savoring the quiet.

Then his men came running, shouting.

"Boss! Boss! Emergency!"

He flicked his cigarette away, irritation clear. "What?"

"Boss… boss… I saw him… Hyunjin! Hwang Hyunjin!" his man panted, barely catching his breath.

Then… nothing. Silence.

“Really… where?” Dmitry asked, his voice calm, like it didn’t even matter.

"They’re coming! Hwang Hyunjin and his team—they’re heading this way!"

Dmitry dropped his cigarette in shock, stumbling slightly. "How did he find out? I planned to threaten him in a few days… whatever, whatever."

He took a deep breath, composing himself, and stared at his men.

"Move! Tell everyone to get ready—no excuses!"

He pointed sharply. "Now get out!"

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Hyunjin and his team finally arrived.

The car stopped, and he slowly stepped out, his boots touching the ground with purpose. He calmly reloaded his gun, the sharp click echoing in the silent air.

His men quickly spread out, moving like shadows toward Dmitry’s location.

Hyunjin’s eyes were different tonight. They were cold… but burning at the same time. Revenge was written all over his face.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!💥

Before the enemy could even react, the bullet pierced through his chest. The man fell to the ground instantly.

“Go! Go! Go!” Hyunjin shouted.

His team rushed forward, bullets flying everywhere. Enemies screamed as they were hit, chaos breaking out in seconds.

Hyunjin didn’t stop.

One shot.

Another enemy down.

He kept walking forward step by step, fearless, pulling the trigger again and again. Every bullet found its target.

Suddenly, two men jumped in front of him, firing wildly.

He quickly dodged the first bullet.

But—

The second one hit his right arm.

Blood stained his sleeve, but he didn’t even flinch.

Instead, he raised his gun with steady hands and fired twice.

Bang. Bang!

Both men were shot straight in the chest.

They collapsed to the ground.

Hyunjin stood there, breathing heavily, his injured arm dripping blood—but his eyes still burning with revenge.

And he wasn’t done yet.

“I’m coming, my son… don’t be scared. I’m almost there,” he whispered to himself.

Hyunjin forced his body to move. Step by step.

He kept shooting. Dodging. Pushing past every obstacle in his way. Nothing could stop him now.

Until finally—

He saw him.

Asher.

From a distance, sitting on a chair. Tied up tightly. His small body looked so fragile. His mouth was cruelly sealed, making it impossible for him to speak.

“Asher…”

Hyunjin’s eyes softened for a second. Seeing his little bubble gum like this… it hurt more than any bullet ever could.

Without thinking, he ran toward his son.

But Asher’s eyes widened in fear.

He shook his head desperately, tears falling down his cheeks.

Please, Hyunjin… no… no… don’t come…

And then—

A trigger was pulled.

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Bang.

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Everything felt slow.

Asher screamed and cried when he saw it.

Blood spreading across Hyunjin’s chest.

Hyunjin’s steps faltered. His legs grew weak.

He slowly dropped to his knees, one hand pressing against his chest, trying to hold himself up.

But his eyes—

His eyes were still locked on his son

Hyunjin slowly turned his head to where the bullet had come from.

Each movement felt heavy… painful.

And there he was.

Mr Dmitry.

The cruel Russian man stood a few steps away, holding the gun firmly in his hand. A dark smirk played on his lips, his eyes shining with evil satisfaction—as if he had already won.

He looked calm. Too calm.

“It’s over, Hwang Hyunjin,” Dmitry said coldly, his voice filled with mockery.

The words echoed in the air like a final sentence.
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