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_Beijing _China_ NCT Mansion_
"We are going there with reinforcements?" Mark, the 'head of hacking and managements of NCT' disputed in an exasperated tone.
"Yes, we are," Taeyong replied casually, without taking his eyes off the desk.
"TY, it's all their fucking business why are we financing our reinforcements on them!?" Lucas the head fighter plopped his chair and boosting his voice, curses at him.
"I'm your 'Boss', listen to what I say rather of questioning!" Taeyong swished his head dismissing them.
Lucas and Mark are the most trusted and influential segments of NCT. Taeyong, Jaehyun, Mark, Lucas, and Rose, were like siblings unitedly, but it worsened after the death of Rose...Taeyong became the head and isolated himself from others, Jaehyun incited spending most of the time with gang activities...and after the death of Rose TY, and Jaehyun impeached Bulletproof and started scamming and contriving against them, but Mark and Lucas stood against that, they knew that Kai can never hurt Rose, and later Mark and Lucas commenced opposing TY. And as a result, there started a cordial war in their own Mafia gang.
"Taeyong we will listen to you if you became reasonable let alone now you are not ordering us. You are obeying the orders of Jimin." Mark snarled rising from his seat,
"How can you not see these? Park Jimin is using us! He is using us against Bulletproof! Open your eyes Taeyong, once he will win, he will stab us right in our back!" Lucas explained in a calm tone, but Taeyong is not fascinated with his calm gesture he stands kicking his chair and discarding his gun, he tends it straight in his ingenuity.
"Fucking keep your bits of advice up to you! And if Jimin is using me...--" Taeyong stops and diminishing his gun he takes a step back, and favoring against the broad furniture he continues.
"-then let him, because we both have the same aim to accomplish. 'The enemy's enemy is considered as a friend' and we will consider them as a friend until they are useful then let's see who stabs first." Rolling his gun back into the pocket he smirks, behind him Lucas and Mark share a look and sigh.
Just before, Jaehyun invades the room, fastening all the attention.
"Jaehyun? Back from Seoul?" Lucus demanded, walking up to him.
TY whirls around, "You were in Seoul?"
"Yes." Jaehyun shrugs, pouring a glass of red wine; he takes his seat at the meeting table.
"Is the meeting already over?" Jaehyun smirks, comprehending the circumstances.
"Well, what else can it be? Our 'Boss', Mr. TY had ordered us to send our reinforcements to Russia. So, be ready we are going there..." Mark affirmed sarcastically, taking his seat back across from Jaehyun.
"What!? Our reinforcements why? Let them fight and die none of our concern" Jaehyun states shaking his head.
"He helped us before and now it's our time for payback" TY solidified the words,
"We have more important matters in our hands to discuss...More important_-" he bolts his gaze with TY.
"_- Like helping Bulletproof instead of Grey Roulette!" Jaehyun says taking a sip of his red wine,
Lucus and Mark froze in their spots. Taeyong—well he is expressionless.
"What the fuc_--" Jaehyung swilled the wine in one sip and snapped the glass on the table he interrupts, Taeyong.

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