บท 62: Next Step

The dimly lit office was filled with an air of tension and desperation as the notorious leader of the Underworld clutched his bleeding abdomen. The room reeked of gunpowder and the stench of fear hung heavy in the air. His loyal men were scattered across the room and watched as he staggered to his seat, their faces etched with worry.

Leo knew he couldn't afford to show weakness, especially now. The bitter battle with the police had taken a toll on him, leaving his once-mighty empire vulnerable. While he had enhanced regenerative abilities, they were for shallow wounds.

After getting hit by a Jeep moving at over 100 kilometers per hour and getting shot repeatedly if it wasn't for his upgraded physique, he doubted he would be able to remain conscious.