"Jinrang! As of today...you are a free man!"
SHRRRRK
The doors to the correctional facility open wide. And for the first time in 3 years, The Wolf sees sunlight again. Not through a barred window. Not in the courtyard. But for REAL this time.
The officers step aside to let Jinrang pass through. Equal parts scared and frustrated that the man is getting out of prison so early despite his crimes. He must have paid top dollar for those lawyers.
Upon getting further away from the facility, Jinrang noticed that his goons were already forming a crowd on the street. A sleek Mercedes Benz S-Class stretch limousine waited on the street for him. Jinrang's right hand man, and the No. 2 of the gang, Sang Baek, stepped up. He held a block of tofu in a black bag and handed it to Jinrang.
"Boss...welcome back. Busan has missed you dearly. And yet...my apologies, sir. We can not afford to stand around and catch up on old times."
Although Jinrang wasn't exactly obsessed with the idea of being served tofu as the first he eats after surviving prison food this whole time, he accepted it regardless. It's the thought that counts. He bit, and he chewed.
"Why?" The Wolf grunted.
"In your absence, a power vacuum had been unleashed upon Busan. A man named tú swooped in and tried to become 'King' while you were in prison. I've been leading the gang to defend the turf as best as we can."
Blasphemy. There's only one King of Busan.
Jinrang squinted. Thinking he misheard.
"It's just one guy."
"One guy who's been TERRORIZING us! I'm sorry we're so weak, boss. I truly am." Sang Baek explained. "We need you. More than ever. Right now, the bastard has managed to lock down the harbor and claim it as his turf. We can drive you there immediately to take care of him. Don't worry, I pumped the car full of ethically sourced gas from Gaza, just how you like it."
A twinge of frustration took over Jinrang's body. Here he was, fresh out of prison, and he already was being forced right back into business.
