At another intersection, Yang Guanlin, who was wearing a tweed army coat, walked forward.

His slightly longer hair was held in place by hairspray and a well-groomed mustache under his nose.

Behind him, there were four people on the left and right, all dressed in the same outfit, looking very imposing.

No matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of an old cannon in Gyeonggi.

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