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"Japanese Consulate, Shanghai"

Korean clans never work together.

But Kim Koo and Kim Won-bong plan

a joint assassination in Seoul?

Where'd you hear that?

I didn't hear it. I'm their messenger.

I deliver the money.

Kim Koo thinks I skimmed off the top.

So did you?

A little bit.

How much will you pay for this info?

What should we do?

Who's the target?

I don't know that.

If it's true, we'll pay.

Check the info first.

"French Concession, Shanghai"

So we part ways here?

Yes, unfortunately.

Indeed.

Take care of yourself.

Sure.

Let's go!

"Hotel Mirabeau"

Learn some Japanese!

I've reserved a room.

Those Japanese gangsters

on the wanted list are here.

Coffee for me, too.

Enjoy.

The books say it tastes good.

It's bitter.

You need to add sugar.

Attention everyone!

Bonjour! I'm Inspector Melville.

Please show me your ID.

Everyone take out your ID!

Be careful. They've got a price on your head!

Identification!

I'm French. I'm staying here.

All right.

What are you doing?

Comrades should help each other.

Identification.

Identificafion?

Honey, is our ID in the room?

Are you two married?

Yes.

He's my husband.

Do you just let Japanese gangsters

come and go here?

Of course not.

Okay, back to the post.

Yes sir.

May I ask your name?

Why do you want to know?

It'd be a shame to leave without

learning my wife's name.

Follow them.

Did they depart safely?

I dropped them off at the station.

Myung-woo! So what's she like?

You should see her shoot.

We ran into some Japanese soldiers,

she killed four men with four bullets, right?

This operation is going to be a success.

I need to burn her photo.

Now? Should I do it?

No, I need to use the toilet.

You guys eat.

- Hey Myung-woo!

- Yes!

Order noodles for me.

Okay.

Duk-sam, Chu Sang-ok and Ahn Okyun.

Tomorrow at 10am,

they'll meet Kim Won-bong at Hotel Mirabeau.

Oh, I'll catch a big fish.

We'll catch him together.

And get rich together.

Can I kill the three in this photo?

Everyone dies someday.

Very well.

Did you do martial arts?

Tennis.

Tennis... Tennis...

That's a martial art?

You haven't heard of it.

Whack a guy like this,

and he'll be shitting blood.

But how old are you anyway?

I was born in 1900.

I'm from the 1800s.

Hold on.

Mirabeau is this way, so that way is a long life.

Hey! Hey! Come back!

You scoundrel. Don't you have any dignity?

Don't you want your name in the history books?

What nonsense. I want to live a long life.

You just did Tennis?

You're running away?

Hey, you!

We're being followed.

Don't look.

One man block the car,

one man take the driver.

Go!

Aw jeez.

Why are you following us?

Aren't you going to Mirabeau? Duk-sam?

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