Mr. Bang pushed Jungkook toward the middle of an empty road, "You know the drill, right? Get the information at all costs."

"C...can't you accompany me?" Jungkook chewed his bottom lip in fear as he looked at the faraway car with a bunch of men. 

"You remember rules, right?" Mr. Bang stood behind Jungkook who was staring at the car and leaned against his ear, "Stay alive no matter what." He ordered and walked backward before turning around over his toes and running towards his car.

Jungkook took quick shaky breaths as he stood in the middle of nowhere with a hoodie covering most of his face and baggy pants that made him look more built than the skinny person he currently was.

I can do this.

I am a man!

I can do this.

I can do- fuck! I can't! Jungkook cursed under his breath as he watched the stranger pull out a pocket knife and play with it as he laughed with his gang.

Jungkook shrugged his head and exhaled one last time before advancing slowly toward the crowd.

He isn't scared.

Hah! They should be scared of him.

A pocket knife is just child's play.

He can easily take them down!

He...can right? Jungkook's eyebrows knitted together both in fear and anger as he watched the gang from proximity.

"Meds! Now!" One of them screamed and shoved a person against their car.

"I don't want to do this anymore!" The person screamed as he tried to get off their clutches.

Jungkook flinched as the man was punched right in the face for disobeying. The gang cornered the man as they continued to threaten him.

Jungkook's legs felt wobbly as he stood and stared longer at the fight between the man and the gang. He looked around for some kind of help but couldn't find anything reasonable.

Wait! What's that? Jungkook carefully slid to the side to catch hold of a thing that would help him in the current circumstances.

"I am giving you one last chance. Better speak up, bitch!"

"No!"

"Give them to us!"

"I said no, fucking no!"

"Hold up psychopaths!" Jungkook screamed at top of his lungs and ran towards the gang like an ostrich who was running for urgent pee intermission but who cares.

The gang members were startled by the sudden scream and turned around. Before they could see Jungkook, he had already slapped a heavy load of mud right over their eyes.

One of them managed to escape the attack and pounced over Jungkook but the stranger was quick enough to kick him in the balls.

The man single-handedly kicked, punched, and bashed every single one of them to the ground.

To say Kook was impressed would be an understatement.

He was beyond flustered by the man's action punches.

The man casually huffed and dusted his shoulder to walk up to Jungkook, "What the hell was that?"

"You should tell me. Why did you let them corner you when you could beat the shit out of them earlier?" Jungkook perked, mouth still agape due to astonishment.

"None of your business, kid. Get the hell out of here before one of them wakes up"

"Oh, about that..," Jungkook pouted cutely and stepped closer towards the male and quickly brought his hand with a kerchief front to smother the man before him.

"what mhf-" the man mumbled and tried hard to resist but Jungkook was fast enough to press it strongly against the man's nose and knock him off.

The said man fell right over Jungkook's shoulder, " Well, what can I say, I am kind of kidnapping you?" He smiled cheekily as he saw Mr. Bang's car beep by his side and wiggled his brows at him, "Caught him!"

"I am not surprised how he did the half work in digging his own grave-"

"Oh, come on! Give me credit for once," Jungkook huffed with his front bangs slightly parting away to show the visible frown on his forehead.

"Fine, get in." Mr. Bang chuckled and opened the backseat for the duo.

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Jungkook carefully patted the man's cheek and fixed his big frame over his face with his forefinger, "Namjoon! Wake up."

The said man squinted his eyes open and gasped when he saw Jungkook closely staring at him, "The fuck! Get out of my face," he yelled and tried to move but then saw the chains that were holding him against the chair.

"Who the hell chains people in today's world, eh?" Namjoon scrunched his face in disbelief and tried to loosen his restraints.

"You see, I have watched a lot of crime shows, and hostages have this fetish for running away when tied with ropes or cable ties. It's in their genes to you know to run away," Jungkook smiled cheekily and tried to casually sit back but tumbled to the floor as the chair was pulled away and Mr. Bang popped out of nowhere to sit over it.

"Ow! Hey, that was my chair!" Jungkook threw a death glare at the old man.

"Enough with bullshit. Let's talk deets now. What's say?" Mr. Bang lowered his voice eight octaves deep and leaned forwards to rest his elbows over his thighs.

"If you think I would be intimidated by your looks and tell you something. Then you are wrong!" Namjoon fired back with equal intensity.

"Ou, feisty are we?" Jungkook smiled wide and stood up from the ground rubbing his ass.

"What were you supposed to tell me? I never asked you anything though," Mr. Bang's lips curled upwards as he saw the visible surprise on Namjoon's face.

"And strike one!" Jungkook chirped as he brought the huge board to the middle of the hall and wrote down Mr. Bang's score over it.

"What the actual fuck! What the hell are you guys doing? Let me fucking go!"

"Or else what?" Mr. Bang challenged with his strong gaze never leaving the male's face.

"You don't have any clue who's protecting me. He is going drop you both to hell-"

"You have another mastermind behind you? I thought you were the boss. I guess, I was wrong." Mr. Bang smirked wide as he leaned back to pull out a file.

"And strike two!" Jungkook did his crazy booty dance before marking the score.

Namjoon was now beyond agitated. He just wanted to smash that kid's face into the wall and stab this oldie to death, "Let me go while I am being nice," he growls.

Mr. Bang slams the file against the table in front of Namjoon, "Do you know him?"

"I don't care who the fuck you are doing this for but I am going to make you pay-" before Namjoon could speak further he was shoved toward the open file.

"I asked if you know him!" Mr. Bang spaced every word with intense stress and gritted his teeth to hold back his anger.

"I don't know-" Namjoon stopped talking as he finally looked at the picture closely. He gulped and pressed his lips together.

"And strike three," Jungkook spoke up quite softly this time and dragged the board out of the room giving the two some space.

"You recognize him. Don't...you?" Mr. Bang's voice quivered as he asked.

"Who are...you?" Namjoon asked with his face turning paler as time passed.

"His father!" With that, he rose from the chair and punched Namjoon's face, "What did you guys do to him!" He pulled Namjoon by his collar before pushing him back down, Namjoon's eyes lowered in shame.

"It wasn't my fault-"

"I will be the judge for that. And anything you speak from now will hold serious consequences if they aren't satisfactory," Mr. Bang warned.

Namjoon chuckled bitterly and leaned back flashing his busted lower lip with blood smeared over it, "Are you going to kill me to avenge him?"

"Worse than that." Mr. Bang turned around to pull out another file and threw it over the table, "I am going to make your boss taste the essence of hell with a full-blown plan. And you," Mr. Bang put his forefinger over Namjoon's chest, "are going to be my first pawn in the long battle," he smiled wide.

"What if I kill you before that?" Namjoon challenged.

"Guess your license as a doctor will be ripped off in no time then," Mr. Bang flashed a Pendrive and police badge to him.

"I can get hundreds of those fake badges-"

"Fair enough," he paused before turning to the door, "Eglan!" He called out.

"You called me?" Jungkook popped his head from the corner of the door and stepped in when Mr. Bang signaled him to.

"He needs some proof that I am an officer. Help me."

"Okie, dokie!" Jungkook quickly skid through the room and place his ass over the table before opening his laptop in front of Namjoon, "All you have to do is follow the basic rules and that is to go search his name on google, and boom! You have an entire Wikipedia amount of details on him. Convinced?" Jungkook slightly tilted his head to the side to see Namjoon's alarmed face.

"What do I have to do?" Namjoon finally gave up.

"And strike four!"

"Hey, there is no strike four-" Namjoon interrupted.

"My game, my rules," Jungkook flashed a quick smile before pushing the spectacles to the root of his nose.

"Tell us about everything you know and you would be safe-"

"He will kill me!" Namjoon said.

"We calculated the time and the place from where you were abducted. And will put you safely back into your home before dusk. We need you to send us the information by the intel we send to you and receive the orders from us through codes written over the drug boxes sent to the hospital. Everything will be secluded. And if you speak about this to even one person, insect, or even to the wall. We won't hesitate to send the Pendrive to the media. Got that?"

"I am not surprised." Namjoon scoffed.

"Well, it wasn't my plan though -"

"Then who's?" Namjoon asked.

"It's Eglan's plan."

"And that's strike five!" Jungkook smirked as he carefully took off his glasses and spread his legs to sit more like an authoritative person and his interlocked fingers showcasing the different rings that Namjoon hadn't noticed before.

Now fuck! That's intimidating.

A/n:- Questions!

What meds were the gang talking about?

Why did Namjoon refuse them if he was working for them?

Also, what are Bangkook( nice shipname I know hehe!) planning to do with Namjoon?

Also, how was he RELATED TO MR BANG SON'S DEATH?

Too many puzzles.

How about we finally like started joining them together?

And who's up for some hot fluff?

Hope you liked the chapter.

Love you kids.

Maddie.🙂❤️