My Model (BL)
They moved with military precision, cutting off every exit.
Sang-woo didn’t hesitate. He was already moving, closing the distance between himself and the first attacker. His elbow slammed into the man’s jaw, the gun clattering to the floor. A second man swung the butt of his rifle toward Sang-woo’s head, but Sang-woo ducked low, grabbing the man’s wrist and twisting until bone cracked.
The third man fired toward the counter where Soo-ah and Yoon-min were crouched. Soo-ah reached for the small dagger strapped to her thigh, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. She surged forward, catching the man by surprise, and drove the blade into his side.