"No, Wonwoo, you can't talk to these two."
I don't know what's happening but I'm getting pissed with The8. Everything is not allowed. When he took Chan as hostage, it's not allowed to let him go. When he caught me, it's not allowed to let me live. When we all fought him, he's not allowed to lose. Now, just this simple thing of having a chat with Detective Jeon is still not allowed?
"What's wrong? I only have a few questions." The detective looked at me.
"Trust me, they're not good for you." The8 said.
"They don't seem like the bad guys."
"I told you, trust me."
"In fact, The8's the bad guy here." I butted in. I'm really pissed. I didn't wait here for nothing.
"Hey, Joshua, The8 is glaring." Seokmin whispered.
"How did The8 become the bad guy?" Wonwoo asked.
"How about you ask your bodyguard about Seokmin's stab on his hand?"
"How about I stab you two in your throats?" The8 prepared another blade.
"Nothing to do here, then. I'm going inside." Wonwoo turned his back on us. No way. I'll get answers from him.
"Wait! I just want to ask if you know something about how I got in the jail? Do you know something about the mafia?"
He stopped. When he looked back at us, two blades swooshed in front of us.
"Hey, brat. You sure don't know how to keep your mouth shut, huh?"
"The8, aren't you supposed to not lay a finger on him?" Wonwoo crossed his arms.
"I didn't, right? Let's see, then I'll blackmail our little prince. How 'bout I stab your detective's left hand?"
I went in front of Seokmin. I'll not let anyone hurt my friend again.
"Why are you like this? We just want to talk."
"And I just want you to get lost."
"Detective Lee and Dr. Hong. I'll meet you next time when I'm not around with The8. Will that do?"
This is ridiculous. I'm really going home with nothing.
"All right then. See you next time-"
"Wonwoo, go inside." The8 jumped down the gate and prepared three blades on each hand.
"Woah woah woah." Seokimin and I backed away from him.
"You, too. Better run now."
"Heyy so it's true. Our colleague lives here!" A deep and raspy voice came from a little far away. His voice is just too loud.
"Namjoon-sunbaenim." Wonwoo's jaw dropped.
"I told you, go inside!" The8's blades past through my ears.
I followed the blade and saw at least 15 people, men and women, ranging 24-34 years old, staring at us. They're wearing white shirts and denin pants. They have guns in their waists and some of them are holding metal rods and monkey wrench.
"Hi. Can I help you?" I asked.
"Brat, you can help ME by getting the hell out of here." The8 sounded like he's really annoyed. I think I exceeded his patience threshold.
The man in the middle wheezed. He's tall and buff. He has a buzz cut and a dimple.
"Yes, sir. You can get out of our way." He waved his rod "Hey Wonwoo! Do us a favor and get out of that house! We're still friends after all."
Wonwoo wears an angry expression. I get it now, The8 is hired to protect Wonwoo from these guys.
"Oh- You're Dr. Joshua, right?"
One of them pointed his monkey wrench at me. He looks familiar..
"You don't remember me? I went to your clinic because I got caught in an explosion."
"Ah! Yeah, you're from the Quartz! Oh.."
I realized, we're surrounded by gangsters. What do they need from Wonwoo?
"So you're the underground doctor. I'm Namjoon, the leader of the Quartz. Thanks for looking after them. Also, if you may, get out of our way. We have no business with you."
As he said those words, a sharp blade pierced between us. At this point, I got numb and not surprised anymore with random flying deadly objects.
"You." The8 called.
"Is it me?" Namjoon pointed the rod to himself.
"Yup. Go away now. Okay?"
"Oh hohohoho. A worthy opponent."
That signaled the beginning of hell.
All of them charged toward's Wonwoo's gate. This also proved The8 is not human. There are flying metal rods, monkey wrench, and blades everywhere.
One, three, six, I can't count how many Quartz members were bleeding. And The8 is spotless, as well as that Namjoon guy. But I would like to give credit to the other members who's distracting our flower boy here.
"Joshua, it's our chance to go." Seokmin grabbed my wrist and we ran towards his car.
I looked back to check detective Wonwoo. He's just standing behind his door and watches the chaos unfolding.
"Maybe Dr. Joshua is friends with our bait?" A man from a while ago who recognized me is standing in front of Seokmin's car.
"Get of our way, gangster." Seokmin put his arm in front of me.
"Lemme just try and pick our doctor Joshua here-"
"Stay behind my back!"
The man charged towards us and Seokmin is ready to catch the metal rod for me. He's doing it again for me, I can't let him get hurt.
I brought out my gun and pointed it to the gangster. He paused midair and his rod bounce to the ground.
"Freeze, I guess?" I said.
"Joshua.."
"HONG JISOO!" Wonwoo dashed towards me and The8 got distracted by it. Veins are popping out from his forehead. This is not a good day for him.
"Wonwoo! I told you to stay inside you moron!" The8 had his right hand holding the rod Namjoon is pushing and his left hand on the knife Namjoon is also pushing. While on the right leg, he smashes another man to the ground.
"GIVE ME THAT." Wonwoo snatched the gun from me.
"What are you doing?"
"SS.. YOU STOLE THIS FROM MINGYU!"
"I- I didn't!"
I mean, it was given to me. It was also actually against my will.
"What are you doing? Get him!" Namjoon shouted and people ran towards here.
"YOU MORON WONWOO! MINGYU WILL NOT PAY ME IF THEY CAUGHT YOU!" The8 ran faster than most of them to reach us.
Then a loud car engine made a grand entrance in this scene.
A bright red Ferrari drifted and parked illegally in middle of the road. The door at the back opened and, this guy, his timing is always right.
"Joshua!!" Jeonghan slammed the door and ran while preparing his gun.
Behind him, a tall, tanned and handsome man went down the driver's seat.
