Kang Chul-In, Manager Park, and two gangsters faced off on the windy rooftop.
âHm⌠I still have a little headache. I should rest for a couple days.â
Kang Chul-In was busy thinking of other things even in front of three well-built gangsters.
It was understandable.
A lion would not be afraid or restless because of some flies on him, just bothered, and like so, Kang Chul-In didnât have any interest.
âFirst, Iâll rest for a couple daysâŚthen what should I do first? I should first work out again⌠oh! Kwak Jung! Kwak Jung first!â
And right then, he decided that he would need to find a strategist who would match up to Lee Gong-Myung. From all of Kang Chul-Inâs tasks, finding Kwak Jung was top priority. It seemed logical because around this time, Lee Gong-Myung would have been attending Harvard University in the United States with Alex Rothschild, building their friendshipâmaking it difficult for him to approach anyway. In contrast, Kwak Jung might be easy to find. According to the word on the street, Kwak Jung was from Seoul, and although it was not solid information, it was enough to go on.
âI must find him.â
It is not too hard to find someone in South Korea. If you have a name, one could search for them on Facebook or Twitter, and if not those two, then Google. If these ways didnât work, one could hire a detectiveâit would cost some money, but to locate someone in a short amount of time, this would be the best way.
âIâll make some inquiries.â
It would be better to spend some money than to be stuck in a room with a computer, searching for Kwak Jungâs whereabouts. I mean, he does have a reputation to maintain as the Grand Sovereign.
âHm⌠if it is a private detective office or inquiry office, it was usually run by gangsters and thugs.â
The thought flashed through his mind, and that thought brought Kang Chul-Inâs eyes to the gangsters standing in front of him.
âHere are just the perfect ones at the perfect time.â
Kang Chul-Inâs mouth flashed a large smile.
âWhat is this, this dog?â
Manager Park who met the eyes of Kang Chul-In shivered, as chills spread all over his body. He felt uneasy as if he became prey, and he also bruised his ego. And a thought popped into his headâthat he might be the one to get hurt instead of Kang Chul-In.
âHey, gangster boss.â
Kang Chul-In called Manager Park.
âGang⌠Boss?â
âWell, of course you are a gang boss, what else would you be, a civilian boss?â
âYou littleâŚ!â
âIâm not scared of you, so cut the bluffing. I want to make an appealing offer.â
ââŚ?â
The three gangsters, including Manager Park was speechless for a moment and Kang Chul-In continued.
âYou.â
Kang Chul-In poked Manager Parkâs chest.
âWork for me.â
Manager Park was speechless and stared at Kang Chul-In, baffled at this unimaginable situation. He could think nothing else than to beat some sense into this rude little bastard. The problem was the bastard who said this meant every word.
âYou crazy bastard!â
Manager Parkâs subordinate who could not hold his anger any longer roared, and took a swing at Kang Chul-In.
âWhat is this?â
Kang Chul-In easily dodged the swing, and threw a knee kick. With a large ripping noise, the Managerâs subordinate fell like a rag doll.
The gangster clutched his stomach, groaning.
He got knee-kicked as a counter after he stupidly used his fists, and the damage was not something that would be overcome that easily.
âBo..boss!â
The other gangster who was the youngest of the three called to Manager Park. And he lunged at Kang Chul-In.
âHey, you bastard!â
The gangster tried to pin down Kang Chul- In by using all his body, which seemed to easily weigh more than 100kg. However, Kang Chul-In had once been the strongest man on Earth. Even without his skills, his power would be unmatched by a common human.
Bam, bam!
A One-Two punch landed on his faceâŚ
Crack!
And a hook landed on the gangsterâs chin.
Thud!
The large gangster fell on the ground, making a sound so loud that it seemed as if a stone had split in half. And he was silent. He had knocked out.
âThis bastard⌠is he an athlete?â
Manager Park who had seen his two subordinates fall in a flash then realized that he had messed with the wrong man.
âWhat athlete.â Kang Chul-In answered, smirking.
âAnyways, why donât you give me an answer to my appealing offer? Work under me?â
âThis bastardâŚ!â
âHm, you will anyways!â
âShut your mouth!â
And with that, Manager Park lunged at Kang Chul-In.
And Kang Chul-In noticed that Manager Park had used a ground fighting technique as he lurched at him like a bear. It seemed like he did have an athletic background.
âYou have met your match today, you bastard!â
Manager Park roared.
You could feel the determination in his voice to pin Kang Chul-In to the ground.
ButâŚ
Unfortunately, Manager Parkâs determination was nothing but a delusion.
Kang Chul-In had been gifted in his strength and leadership at birth, but he was also an extremely hard-working man.
In his past life, he had mastered and studied almost all contemporary martial arts on his own.
And Manager Park, who was amateur at best, was no match.
Whish whish!
Kang Chul-In turned his body and bore into the Managerâs sides.
âHuk!â
And the surprised shout was brief as Kang Chul-In grabbed Manager Kangâs waist, and lifted him backwards, flipping him on his back. It was a modified Suplex.
Thud!
Manager Park landed on his back on the roof.
âOâŚOuchâŚ!â
Manager Park gripped his back and moaned.
âStand up. It doesnât even hurt that bad.â
Kang Chul-In said, heartlessly.
To be honest, suplex is not a skill that inflicts too much damage, but that is in the instance that the skill is performed on top of a mat. If it is performed on bare ground, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the damage could be fatal.
âYouâŚyou bastard. Iâll kill youâŚ!â
And Manager Parkâs initial thoughts to just scold Kang Chul-In lightly and let it go, disappeared.
âYou bastard!â
Manager Park stood up and lunged at Kang Chul-In again. It seemed like he had quite a bit of pain tolerance and endurance, being a gang boss and all.
âNot bad⌠but he needs to know his place.â
Kang Chul-In recognized Manager Parkâs endurance, but decided that he will teach him a lesson. If you wanted to have someone work under you, you would need control.
Thwack!
Kang Chul-In spun a low-kick, hitting Manager Parkâs calf.
âAH!â
Manager Park screamed.
However, he wasnât fazed and Manager Park came at Kang Chul-In again, closing the distance between them. It was Manager Parkâs pride that would not allow him to lose.
âOh? How long are you going to hold out?â
Kang Chul in thought, as he hit the Managerâs left calf again with a low kick. He hit the same spot!
Thwackâ!
A tenacious, clear sound filled the rooftop.
âUrghâŚâ
It would not have been a surprise if Manager Park had broken his shin.
Plop.
Manager Park fell to his knees. His legs had gone limp.
âHm⌠it probably didnât break?â
Kang Chul-In looked at Manager Park as if he was a piece of art that he had painted and mumbled to himself. And for Manager Park listening in, Kang Chul-In was adding fuel to fire.
âYou evil bastard!â
Manager Park exclaimed, as if he was complaining of an unfair situation.
âJust beat me up! You hit the same place over and over again you bastard!â
As he was screaming, tears were streaming down his face, and snot was running from his nose. On the rooftop of a building in Seochodong. A grown adult⌠whoâs job was a gang boss, was crying with snot running down his face.
âHm⌠he still hasnât learned.â
And looking at this, Kang Chul-Inâs face seemed unsatisfied.
âHasnât learned yet?â
Manager Park flinched. Was this not over yet?
âIâll massage you for a little while longer.â
Kang Chul-In flashed an evil smile and stepped towards Manager Park.
âMoâŚmomâŚ!â
Manager Park recognized that his endurance and pride as a gangster was breaking down as he called for his mother, who he had left behind in his hometown.
And soon after, the sound of pig slaughter and blows landing filled the rooftop and rose to the sky.