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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

The safe house under attack wasn't just any safe house.

It was where he kept his war chest.

He grabbed Ji-hyun's arm. "We need to move. Now."

She didn't hesitate. No questions. No doubts.

The team rushed out, jumping into the waiting SUVs.

As they sped through the Seoul streets, Jinwoo's mind raced.

Hyun-seok wasn't playing games. This was a declaration of war.

The convoy screeched to a stop outside the safe house—a nondescript building in Dongdaemun.

Snipers on the rooftops. Gunmen waiting.

Ji-hyun cursed. "They knew we were coming."

Jinwoo ducked behind cover. Of course, they did.

Hyun-seok had played him. Baited him.

Now, he was walking into the slaughter.

But if Hyun-seok thought that meant victory—

Jinwoo tapped his earpiece. "Execute Plan B."

Then—an explosion tore through the opposite building.

Smoke grenades. Suppressive fire. Chaos.

Jinwoo didn't waste time. He moved through the smoke—silent, deadly.

By the time the smoke cleared—Jinwoo stood among the dead.

Hyun-seok had already won this round.

Jinwoo stood in the wreckage, fists clenched.

Ji-hyun's voice was tight. "What do we do?"

This wasn't just about power anymore.

Hours later, Jinwoo sat in a private booth at an underground club.

Across from him sat a man known only as The Broker.

If information had a price—The Broker could name it.

Jinwoo slid a stack of cash across the table.

"Ah… but that's the problem, Street King."

"Hyun-seok isn't hiding from you."

Jinwoo's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

The real game hadn't even started.

Chapter 71: A King’s Gamble