Jongho
Choi Jongho didn't need blood on his hands to inspire fear—he just needed to be present. While the others spoke loudly and brandished weapons, he watched silently, as if he already knew the outcome of the story. He wasn't just the leader of the Black Vultures—he was the reason no one dared cross them. Every word Jongho spoke carried the weight of a veiled warning. And no one in the bar—not even the drunkest—dared ignore his warning.
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Choi Jongho didn't need blood on his hands to inspire fear—he just needed to be present. While the others spoke loudly and brandished weapons, he watched silently, as if he already knew the outcome of the story. He wasn't just the leader of the Black Vultures—he was the reason no one dared cross them. Every word Jongho spoke carried the weight o...阅读更多