lookism: Apostle

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During dawn, a huge battle had just ended—or perhaps, it wasn't over yet. As the dust settled, Michael was seen kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling, about to pass out any second due to exhaustion and mental fatigue.

In front of him lay two legends, buried in a pile of concrete—Tom Lee and James Lee. Their bodies were bruised and bloodied, with splatters of blood around them. The ground where they fought was reduced to rubble.

The hostel members watched with wide eyes, their faces frozen in shock. Witnessing the horror of the fight between three monsters, it all felt surreal, like an overwhelming nightmare they couldn't wake from.

Suddenly, a convoy of white cars arrived, breaking the eerie silence. Workers' executives stepped out, led by their president, Eugene, accompanied by Gun and Goo.

Walking towards the hostel, Eugene glanced at the two fallen legends. Then, shifting his gaze to the kneeling Michael, he spoke, "I never imagined you could defeat two legends in one battle, 1v2. I truly thought that James and Tom Lee would easily overwhelm you. But I am always a step ahead. After hearing about your power and researching your background, it was quite the surprise. There was nothing about you I could find. Well, no need for that anymore; it seems this is the end, Michael."

Eugene ordered Mandeok to bring the downed Michael.

Eli and Warren stepped up to stop Mandeok, but they were already worn out from the earlier fight and were easily knocked aside by Mandeok's strength.

As Mandeok walked forward and extended his hand to grab Michael, his wrist was suddenly caught and twisted by a stranger with a strong grip, followed by a sharp punch to his stomach, sending him flying.

Eugene's expression darkened. "Why are you here, Shiro Oni?"

Gun smirked widely and replied, "I can't let you touch a future family member of Chairman Charles Choi."

(Family is everything.)

Eugene's face turned darker. "What exactly is his relationship with Charles Choi?"

Gun spoke, his grin unwavering. "No need to explain that to someone like you, but you can't take him. I'll be taking him instead."

Eugene pushed his shades upward and said, "I can't let you do that. You see, this is a rare chance to capture Michael. I also want to see how my Gun and Goo fare against the real deal."

Gun's grin widened. "Bring it on." (Anything for family.)

Workers' members rushed at Gun with weapons—bats, pipes, and other makeshift tools of destruction.

Gun, standing tall in a Kyokushin karate stance, lowered his shades and locked his black eyes on the incoming crowd.

The Workers' members soon realized this was the worst decision they had ever made. Not a single one managed to even graze Gun. Within moments, bodies dropped to the ground, defeated and motionless.

Gun, stepping through the crowd, stopped in front of Mandeok and Yuseong. With a grin, he said, "Come on now, I'm burning for a good fight."

Mandeok stepped forward, aiming a powerful punch at Gun. But Gun calmly extended his palm, halting the punch mid-air, and used Aikido to flip Mandeok, slamming him into the ground.

Yuseong engaged Gun with a flurry of attacks, laughing maniacally. Eugene, watching from afar, already knew what would happen. He had always known that Mandeok and Yuseong stood no chance against Gun—but this was a gamble, one with either a massive profit or a crushing loss.

Gun caught Yuseong's jaw with a clean strike, sending him flying into a car. Meanwhile, Mandeok got back up, grabbed Gun from behind, and slammed his head into the ground.

Thinking it was over, Mandeok sighed in relief—but not for long. Gun stood back up, brushing himself off, and sneered, "You'll have to try harder than that."

Mandeok barely had time to respond before Gun sidestepped his next attack and launched a knee into his head, sending him crashing down. Gun's grin widened as he tore off his shirt. "Let's make this fun."

What followed was a brutal exchange, but Gun's strength and skill overwhelmed both Mandeok and Yuseong. Minutes later, they lay on the ground, gasping for air, moments away from unconsciousness.

Gun sighed in disappointment. "It was just getting fun, and now you've ruined it."

Eugene's calm voice broke the silence. "You seem to have forgotten someone, Gun."

Behind Eugene, the remaining Workers executives stood, ready to fight.

Gun turned, his grin unshaken. "Good. I was starting to get bored."

The executives attacked in unison, their goal to overwhelm Gun with sheer numbers. For a moment, it almost seemed they had the upper hand—only for reality to snap back cruelly. Gun tore through their ranks with terrifying efficiency.

By the time the dust settled, every Workers member lay on the ground, beaten and motionless. Only Eugene remained standing by his car, his stoic expression unchanged.

Gun stood before him, clearly unimpressed. "Now what, Eugene? You can't stop me."

Turning away, Gun walked toward the unconscious Michael. He hoisted Michael over his shoulder and began to leave.

But blocking his way stood Eli, Warren, Sally, and the other hostel members, forming a barrier.

Gun, clearly annoyed, said, "Didn't you hear me? I'm taking him."

When they refused to move, Gun launched a kick at Eli and Warren, knocking them unconscious in an instant. The girls rushed to their side, retreating as Gun advanced.

Hoisting Michael back onto his shoulder, Gun walked away, muttering:

"Family is everything."

To be continued.

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I am thinking of ending this lookism story with more 2 or 3 chapters. Yea lookism end is near. But what about Michael 12 apostle story?

That will be in continue..