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Be Patient, Young Lady! 

Mr. Jin is the head of a Taiwanese shipbuilding company. Pang, who is the vice president of the company, kills Mr. Jin and plans to kidnap his daughter Li Hwa. He gets Ma Chon Su, the head of a Hong Kong mafia to kidnap Li Hwa and have her sign over her inherited fortune to him. But Kim Min Wuk, a mysterious man and Sung Hi, Li Hwa's friend go on the search for Li Hwa.
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Mr. Jin is the head of a Taiwanese shipbuilding company. Pang, who is the vice president of the company, kills Mr. Jin and plans to kidnap his daughter Li Hwa. He gets Ma Chon Su, the head of a Hong Kong mafia to kidnap Li Hwa and have her sign over her inherited fortune to him. But Kim Min Wuk, a mysterious man and Sung Hi, Li Hwa's friend go on the search for Li Hwa.

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Genre:Action
Directed By:Lee Hyeong-pyo
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Runtime:105 minutes
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