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In the heart of Seoul’s brutal underworld, power is everything, and loyalty is only as strong as the next betrayal.

Kim Tae-sung, the ruthless and feared Street King, rules the criminal empire with an iron grip. But when an ambitious rival, Jinwoo, rises from the shadows, a bloody war erupts—one fueled by revenge, greed, and the ghosts of the past.

At the center of it all is Kim Do-yun, Tae-sung’s most trusted enforcer, forced into an impossible choice when his family is threatened. Betray his king—or lose everything he loves.

As alliances crumble and hidden enemies emerge, Hye-jin, a mysterious woman with deadly skills and a secret agenda, plays both sides—waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

In a city where every handshake is a trap and every promise is a lie, who will survive, and who will fall?

Love, betrayal, war, and revenge collide in The Street King, a high-stakes action thriller where the line between hero and villain disappears in the smoke of gunfire.

The throne is up for grabs.
But to claim it, one must walk through blood.

THE STREET KING

Jinwoo sat in the dimly lit hideout, the name Seo Min-jae echoing in his mind. His fingers drummed against the table.

Min-jae wasn't just The Architect's right-hand man—he was a ghost, a shadow in the underworld that no one ever saw coming.

And the bastard had killed his brother.

Hye-jin paced beside him. "If Min-jae is involved, this isn't just a game anymore. It's a damn war."

Dae-hyun exhaled. "We need to find him first."

Jinwoo's eyes darkened. "I already have a lead."

He slid a burnt matchbook across the table. On the back, scribbled in ink, was a name.

Hye-jin's eyes widened. "That's a Triad-owned club."

Jinwoo smirked. "Then let's go say hi."

The neon lights of Itaewon cast a glow over the streets as they pulled up near the club.

Jinwoo adjusted his coat. "Dae-hyun, stay outside. If things go south, I need you ready."

Dae-hyun sighed. "Yeah, yeah. I know the drill."

Hye-jin slid her knife into her boot. "Let's go."

Inside, the Jade Dragon Lounge pulsed with music and smoke. The air smelled of whiskey and sweat.

Jinwoo scanned the room. Triad enforcers lined the walls, their eyes sharp.

A man with cold, dead eyes sitting in the VIP section, sipping a drink.

Jinwoo's grip tightened. This was the man who killed his brother.

Jinwoo moved toward Min-jae, but before he could take another step—

A hand clamped down on his shoulder.

"You lost, friend?" a massive Triad enforcer sneered.

Jinwoo smirked. "Yeah. Looking for someone."

The enforcer chuckled. "No one's looking for you."

With a lightning-fast move, he grabbed the enforcer's wrist, twisted—SNAP.

Hye-jin's knife flashed, slicing through another attacker's arm.

Jinwoo moved like a storm, dodging, striking—taking down everyone in his way.

Then, as the last enforcer hit the ground, Min-jae finally stood.

Jinwoo's breath caught. Min-jae had been expecting him.

Jinwoo dove behind a table as bullets ripped through the lounge.

Hye-jin fired back, taking down two gunmen.

But Min-jae was already walking away, untouched.

Jinwoo gritted his teeth. Not this time.

He pushed forward, dodging gunfire, shoving past bodies—

Just as he reached the exit, a massive explosion erupted outside.

The blast sent him flying backward.

Jinwoo's ears rang as he stumbled to his feet.

Through the flames, he saw a black car speeding away.

Jinwoo clenched his fists, rage burning in his chest.

(Next Chapter: The Architect's Gambit.)

Chapter 62: Hunting the Shadow