Is that Kwonmyeonghoe? While everyone was quickly racking their brains about how the location had leaked, only Janggun responded to Jeongcheol’s words as if it were obvious.
“So what?”
Everyone’s gaze turned to Janggun. Jeongcheol, who had been watching Oh Cheon on the screen, stared intently at Janggun’s face, who had eaten up all common sense.
“Janggun.”
“Yes.”
“Look at me.”
“Yes. I’m looking.”
“Do you really wish to die by getting beaten by my hand?”
At the Boss’s murderous eyes just like when looking at Kwon Siwon, Janggun shook his head so hard his cheek fat wobbled.
“No. I’ve never made such a wish.”
“Then, what should you do so that a wish you’ve never made won’t come true?”
He’s staring so intensely that soon my eyeballs will pop out like a fish. Janggun gently pushed away Jeongcheol’s cheek.
“Don’t come close. It’s burdensome. Hyung-nim… no, Boss.”
He even put in his mouth ‘hyung-nim’, which had become the word Jeongcheol hated hearing most since becoming the Dogang Faction boss. Janggun turned pale and trembled.
Just when he thought he was going to die now, Jeongcheol, who obediently pulled his body back as Janggun said, flicked his finger toward Janggun who was still terrified.
“You do it. Dogang Faction action captain.”
“What? Me? I’m just in charge of security though?”
“Yeah. Go catch that bastard.”
“So why should I….”
“You don’t mean this sounds like an order, do you?”
“Ah! No.”
He had a hunch that if he added one more word, he’d be killed on the spot. Janggun vigorously moved his short legs and went outside.
“Oh my.”
Watching the door close with a bang, Xiao removed both hands that had been covering her mouth ever since Kwonmyeonghoe’s name came up.
“What if this place gets discovered already?! And is it okay to leave it to him?”
At Xiao’s nagging appearance, Jeongcheol swept inside his mouth long with his tongue. Then he shrugged nonchalantly.
“Doesn’t matter. I sent him to die anyway.”
“What?”
Xiao stopped in place as if surprised by Jeongcheol’s answer. Her large eyes moved busily, gauging Jeongcheol’s sincerity. At Xiao’s appearance of being wary of him as if it were new, Jeongcheol spread both arms as if wronged instead.
“Rather than dying by getting beaten by me, being a meat shield with that body would be much more helpful. Right?”
Should I call it cruel, or should I call it shameless? At Choi Jeongcheol’s baseness of trying to thoroughly exploit even a subordinate with a disability, Xiao pressed her eye area and let out a sneer.
“Vulgar bastard.”
Even at Xiao’s sarcasm, Jeongcheol only stuck out his lips once and flicked his finger toward a subordinate standing nearby.
“Bring that.”
At Jeongcheol’s instruction, miscellaneous items on the table were cleared away. Immediately a matte black hard foam case that looked heavy at a glance was brought up. Jeongcheol, who rubbed his hands together and inhaled, unlocked the case with careful hands. When he opened the lid, twin Glocks embedded between custom foam could be seen.
“Wow.”
Jeongcheol, who scratched his neck and let out an ahjussi-like exclamation, immediately picked up one Glock and stroked with his fingertips the engraved dragon pattern carved into the barrel.
“The symbol of the Asia Cartel is engraved. You’re now the eternal servant of our Cartel.”
Not knowing what Xiao was saying, Jeongcheol kept grinning while stroking the barrel, then winked and tucked the gun in his back pocket.
“Oppa is also fucking excitedly happy right now.”
“What is this bastard saying?!”
At Jeongcheol’s vulgarity, Xiao was disgusted and quickly distanced herself, opening her fan.
“Then shall we start?”
Jeongcheol, whose mind had completely awakened, nodded to the waiting subordinates. Then lighting aimed only at Jeongcheol turned on in the previously dark room and the camera started rolling.
-Ah, ah. Mic test.
Jeongcheol’s face and voice spread through screens placed throughout the hideout. The gang members who had flowed into the Dogang Faction following their own interests stopped their aimless wandering steps at Jeongcheol’s face suddenly appearing here and there and turned their gaze to the screens.
-Welcome to joining the Dogang Faction.
Starting with a simple welcome greeting, Jeongcheol’s words continued. Crackling electronic sounds dripped from that voice.
-I heard the number increased to about 200, but anyway, if there’s anyone who disrespects our Dogang Faction, I hope you’ll use your abilities without hesitation.
Jeongcheol said while staring straight at the camera. His lips curved fishily.
-Your power is the Dogang Faction’s power and also my power, Choi Jeongcheol’s.
Xiao, who understood that meaning, was also smiling following Jeongcheol with her mouth covered by a fan. When she turned her head and nodded to Jeongcheol’s subordinates, they sent a signal to colleagues below the window to take out what they’d prepared at the right timing.
To borrow Jeongcheol’s expression, two large wooden boxes stamped with the Asia Cartel’s dragon pattern were brought in from both sides in front of the gang members standing like an ant colony.
-Now, this is the gift promised with joining the Dogang Faction. Receive them in order.
Color came to the faces of the expressionless gang members. This was the biggest reason they joined the Dogang Faction. Gun or knife. Not only getting weapons to taste as desired, but even customizing what they already owned.
When the rumor first spread, most public opinion was how could a newly created organization do such a thing, but there were also opinions that they must have a lot of money seeing as they were hiring gang members en masse. The gang members in this place had bet on the latter, and their eyes changed at the deal from the Dogang Faction boss who really kept his promise.
It was only affirmation of the proposal and psychological reward, with no respect for Jeongcheol at all, but even new gang members who didn’t know internal circumstances well could see this wasn’t within Choi Jeongcheol’s range of ability. It’s his backing, the Cartel-level ability managing the Dogang Faction.
Anyway, having gained profit, the thought was to at least try listening once to what Choi Jeongcheol wanted so much. The gang members who picked up hot new weapons listened attentively to Jeongcheol’s broadcast that wasn’t over yet.
-Eliminate all the bastards who disrespect the Dogang Faction. For example, Kwonmyeonghoe, who has been putting on airs from a high position for a long time and now doesn’t know their place and disrespects this world.
As Kwonmyeonghoe was mentioned, the surroundings became noisy in an instant. Although rumors had circulated about internal division a year ago, it was still an organization referred to as legendary in the industry.
-Right, our goal should start with bringing down Kwonmyeonghoe.
Jeongcheol was trying not to let his anger toward Siwon show while naturally inducing the gang members to bring down Kwonmyeonghoe.
-I’ll contact you individually by assigned team. I hope you’ll rampage freely and make me happy. Then….
As the camera’s red light went off, the electricity being transmitted inside the building was cut and darkness visited the hideout again.
Since tremendous power had been drawn in for just the few minutes of transmitting Jeongcheol’s image, the hideout was completely dark until the electricity could be restored to its original state.
Taking advantage of that chaotic gap, sounds of already starting to fight to extort new weapons could be heard from below.
The hideout was already a scene of carnage, but Jeongcheol was just staring blankly into space, engulfed in the emotion called inferiority complex rising from within.
If I just bring down that bastard Kwon Siwon, I’ll be standing in that position. If only Kwon Siwon weren’t there. If only that guy weren’t there!
Just when his mind was on the verge of splitting from the voice constantly whispering in his head, a thin voice was heard from somewhere.
“You know….”
“Fuck, you scared me!”
A strange hand tapped Jeongcheol’s knee. At the unpleasant touch like the Grim Reaper stroking, Jeongcheol flinched and looked where the old man’s voice came from.
Just then the electricity came on. Due to the hideout’s structure, it was all dim light, but there was no inconvenience in gauging the form before his eyes. A faded sanitation service hat came into Jeongcheol’s eyes first.
“Sorry if I startled you….”
“Why is an old geezer here?!”
Jeongcheol looked at the subordinates standing in front. It was pressure asking if they weren’t doing their job properly.
“Don’t be so harsh… I’m really grateful to our Boss, so I came hoping you’d receive my small gift too….”
“…What is it?”
I thought he was a senile old man. He knows to call him Boss and seems like a grandfather with quite good common sense. The desire to demand who accepted such an old man came up to his throat, but he decided to check first what the gift was. Jeongcheol twitched his eyebrows and received and held the styrofoam box the old man handed over.
“It’s heavy?”
“Mm, it’s good for stamina. Open it….”
“But the smell….”
The outfit too. He said the sea is in front, so is it fish? Abalone? Mussels?
Jeongcheol tore off the tape without thinking. When he opened the box lid, sloppily covered plastic appeared, which could be easily peeled off.
“Uaaaak fuck!”
Inside was a face. A very familiar face, eyes closed with such a peaceful face. For a moment, Jeongcheol threw the box he was holding to the side.
Chwareureuk-
The head that rolled out of the box rolled on the floor along with the ice that had been contained with it. The head that bounced plumply and rolled quite elastically for several rotations stopped only after the cleanly cut neck touched the floor.
“Hieek?! Seok-dae… Hwang Seokdae?!”
Jeongcheol’s subordinates who had been guarding their positions looked down at the floor with faces turned pale. They saw the head of the action captain they’d been waiting to hear from so much.
“Why… why… throw it away…. Don’t you… like the gift?”
At the old man’s voice that suddenly became young, Jeongcheol’s shocked expression hardened at once.
“You….”
“Our Boss even personally quick-delivered it to me to bring it to hyung. When you throw it away before my eyes, I’m getting a bit sad?”
“Ryu Oh Cheon, you bastard…!”
Oh Cheon said while swaying his body without even tearing off the old man makeup attached to his face. Jeongcheol’s face turned red and blue as he shouted.
“Catch that bastard!”
