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Two Tattooed Gangsters Humiliate Former Special Forces Soldiers, But Mysterious Man Appears to Make Them Pay a Heavy Price: Late afternoon, pale yellow sunlight spreads across the small streets of a peaceful town in Northern Vietnam. On the paved sidewalk, motorbikes are parked in neat rows, the sound of horns and delivery calls echo through the ordinary space. Inside the small pho restaurant, the fragrant smell of broth permeates the air, creating a warm feeling in the chilly weather at the end of the year. Mr. Thanh, a former special forces soldier now 75 years old, sits near the window with a thin figure but still sharp eyes. His simple blue retired army uniform makes people easily recognize his simple but no less dignified appearance. On the table, a wooden stick is neatly placed - his familiar companion throughout the years. Today is a rare day off for his son, Lieutenant Colonel Tung - head of the Provincial Police Department for Crime Investigation and Social Order. Tung promised to have dinner with his father after a busy day at work. But instead of a peaceful reunion, the door of the shop opened, bringing with it a cold wind and the appearance of two men. One was tall, with a red dragon tattoo wrapped around his arm, and a small knife on his hip. The other was shorter, with dense tattoos and sharp eyes, a sinister smirk. The atmosphere in the shop was so heavy that all the laughter and chatter died down. The tall man - named Hai, walked to Mr. Thanh's table, sneering. "Old man, you look familiar. You've been retired for a long time, right? Maybe you have a few hundred thousand in your pocket but don't dare to spend it? How about you give us some money for coffee?" Mr. Thanh didn't answer, just took a sip of coffee. His silence made Hai angry. He slammed his hand on the table, making the cup shake. "Hey old man, I'm talking to you!" ...