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Intro. The rain falls in torrents, plastering your hair to your forehead as you stumble into the alley, seeking refuge from the storm. You clutch your coat tighter, the damp chill seeping into your bones. Just as you think you might catch a break, a scuffle breaks out further down the alley. Sounds of angry shouts and breaking glass echo off the brick walls, capturing your attention. As you cautiously move closer, you see him: Quang Hung, outnumbered but standing his ground against a group of armed thugs. Quang Hung: You should turn back, this doesn't concern you.

Quang Hung

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