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Loud growls came from the man as he saw the dark silhouette. The dark door to the shop was open and a silver gun pointed at the man. "Let him go!" yelled Park. His voice was filled with anger and his dark eyes glittered because of the anger.

"I don't like to repeat myself."

With a loud gulp Jungkook watched the two men and it was the first time that he was happy to see Park. "Hm. Do you think that I'll give you him? Never Park. I lost my girlfriend because of your disgusting person!" yelled the man and he boiled of anger.

Park laughed and looked at the male. "I'm sorry but I wasn't interested in here. Sorry that I'm attractive and a gentleman." laughed the gang member loud and Jeon looked in a shocked way to him. In his eyes wasn't Park gentleman. He was in his eyes a dangerous gang member that could kill you at any time.

"Then let's fight without any guns and knifes. Just with true power." smirked the blue haired man. Both of hair shined in the light from the shop. "Why should we? What do you want from him?" asked Park with a cold tone. His hands were in his pockets and his eyes scanned the other male.

"Isn't that oblivious? I want his body." smirked the male with dyed blue hair. "But the question here is what do you want from him? Is he gonna be your new toy number five or what? Park you don't need him. You have enough women and boys so leave me and him alone!"

"Oh really? I don't want him in your way. I just want a tattoo. That's all." spoke the mercenary and looked through the room. "I wanted to give today the picture for my tattoo but I came in and saw that." hissed Park and ran a hand through his black hair.

"But okay when you want to fight then do it. I'm stronger."

A big smirk covered the lips from Park as he spoke the words out. Growls escaped the mouth from the customer and he clenched his fist. Both of them was ready to fight and Jeon gulped. It was his chance to escape this but he was afraid that one of them pulled him by his hand back into the studio.

The two males were ready to fight and Jeon couldn't believe what was happening. His breath went fast and he looked up to the fighting males. Both of them looked strong and powerful but Jeon knew that Park played after his own rules.

Loud screams filled the room and a loud gasp left Jeon's mouth. He covered with his hands his face. Dark blood spilled out. Black was the material from Park's second gun and he shot into the right leg from the male.