45 – How Gangsters Deal with School Bullying (16)
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Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Ugh! Huff! Huhuhak! Splatter!
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“Looks like it’s done.”
Although the lackeys of Geum Deok-su all possessed impressively robust stamina, surprisingly, they quickly dug a pit, probably because their numbers were overwhelming.
Of course, those bastards, who had never dug the ground in their lives as I instructed, couldn’t dig a massive pit of 200cm depth as I wanted.
In the end, they only managed to dig about half of what I asked for, a little over 1 meter in depth.
“Gah, huuuh…”
“My arm won’t move, damn it…”
“Huff, ugh, huuuh…”
Even with that, the bastards, after being dragged over while unconscious and tied up, woke up completely exhausted, sprawled on the ground due to the aftermath of digging the soil.
Well, I guess this is the limit. Trash that can only torment weaker ones than themselves, rather than being truly skilled at anything. Still, whatever, this should be enough for a rough sketch.
“That’s enough.”
I opened my mouth towards the exhausted guys, blood dripping from the palm that held the shovel handle, and with sweat, mucus, tears, and saliva flowing profusely, I addressed the guys who were now completely drained.
Anyway, they were in a state where further digging was impossible, so I told them to stop, but nothing changed.
But what they couldn’t do was digging, not that they couldn’t move, and they still had some strength left to crawl.
Therefore, I looked at the guys with a glimmer of hope in their eyes, who heard my command to sit on the desk legs inside the pit they had just dug, and calmly ordered.
“Now, all of you, sit in the pit you dug and use it as a desk.”
“Uh, uh… Yes, y-yes? W-where should we go?”
Scratching his head at my command, a guy with clear and sizable tattoos on both arms asked as if he didn’t understand.
Yeah, it’s hard to accept. Even those empty-headed idiots would understand what it means to go into a hole deeper than 1m in this situation.
That’s why the question from the punk who came back to me wasn’t because he couldn’t hear or understand what I said, but because he couldn’t accept it.
But the meaning must have gotten through clearly. So, I approached the guy who asked me the question, making sure these punks had no choice but to accept it.
“Uh, uh…hee, heehee…!”
As I got closer, the guy’s complexion turned pale, and I maintained a poker face as I looked into his eyes while sitting on the ground in front of him.
“…”
“…”
Ssrrung.
Just as the guy’s eyes met mine, trembling in fear and about to faint, I grabbed the handle of the shovel lying by his feet and stood up again.
After that, without saying a word, I swung the shovel with all my strength towards the nearest tree.
Ssshaaack!
The sound of the heavy shovel swinging was so sharp and piercing that it was beyond imagination.
The swiftly swung blade of the shovel sliced through the air perfectly, just like a well-forged knife, erasing even the weight.
I swung the shovel to make the sound like a sword.
So, even a thick tree couldn’t withstand the blow of this shovel.
Crack!
Finally, with the sound of something thick and hard breaking, the swung blade of the shovel split more than half of the thick tree trunk, becoming one with the tree.
“…”
“…”
“…”
The scene of chopping wood with a shovel silenced even the involuntary groans that escaped the mouths of the ruffians. The only sound that remained was the quiet chirping of birds.
Now that it’s quiet and attention has gathered, all I need to do is speak.
I withdrew my hand from the shovel embedded perfectly in the wood, a handle unyielding to most forces. Turning my gaze to the fallen ruffians, I maintained a poker face and spoke calmly.
“I’ll say it again. Get into the pit. By the way, the last one to go in will have their head split open like this tree.”
Immediately after, the ruffians, who must have recovered remarkably quickly, dashed towards the pit with reflexes akin to short-distance sprinters.
Not a single one was left behind – all of them.
Not a single hole, but a hole in all.
Now that the final preparations are perfectly completed, only the highlight remains.
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“Ah, seriously! Uncles, hurry up! It’s urgent!”
“Yes, yes, understood, young master.”
“It seems your stamina is exceptional for your age, young master.”
“I’m doing my best, young master.”
Climbing up the steep mountain path at the forefront, Geum Deok-su, upon seeing the burly men in black suits following him, clenched his teeth.
“These damn bastards!”
His crew, dragged into this mess by some strange guys, and having to endure being dragged up a mountain, were all utterly pathetic.
“If only that bastard Yoo Beom-su hadn’t been captured, I could just dismiss them all!”
Born as the son of a gangster, Geum Deok-su had learned that he should be able to do anything for himself. While normally, he could easily discard lackeys like disposable pawns, there was one among the captured – the crew head, Yoo Beom-su – that he couldn’t let go of.
“I never entrusted the management to that brat!”
Kim Deok-soo, who grew up watching his father, the leader of the corrupt group Geumilpa, amass wealth and power by committing all sorts of illegal activities, desired to live a similar life. Consequently, following his father’s organization Geumilpa, he formed his own crew called Gold Line Crew. Utilizing students who joined the crew, they embarked on ventures that could bring in substantial money.
However, having learned nothing but street smarts since birth, Kim Deok-soo, who didn’t inherit his father’s intelligence, found managing the seemingly troublesome business only an annoyance. Thus, he entrusted the management of the business to the crew’s head, Yoo Beom-soo.
Unlike Kim Deok-soo, who only possessed strength and the title of Geumilpa’s successor, Yoo Beom-soo, as the crew head, had cunning and a sense of business. Thus, they started a business involving the trafficking of minors, leveraging their high school student status.
If Yoo Beom-soo’s ledger were to be exposed, damn it, it might implicate even his father. Therefore, despite not knowing who attacked them, Kim Deok-soo had no choice but to head towards the address that was targeted.
Who the hell are these people? How dare they mess with my Gold Line Crew!
Originally, unknown adversaries were a top priority to avoid for Kim Deok-soo, who had a penchant for using his fists to settle uncertain fights. Yet, even so, Kim Deok-soo’s steps towards the address provided by Yoo Beom-soo, following the attacker’s orders, were anything but hesitant.
Fortunately, he had informed his father of the situation honestly, and these gangsters in black suits, diligently climbing the mountain behind him, were the direct subordinates of Geumilpa’s leader. Among the members of the organization, only those who excelled in wielding knives were allowed to be directly under the leader—a special group of thirty knife-wielders, chosen personally by the Geumilpa leader. Ten of them were now following Kim Deok-soo up the mountain.
Therefore, Kim Deok-soo wasn’t afraid at all, even if the unknown attackers targeted his crew. On the contrary, he was more concerned about his father’s disapproval that would follow after resolving this matter.
Once his father finds out, he’ll probably make me give up the business, the crew, everything. If his father’s safety is jeopardized, he wouldn’t hesitate to discard his own son and family.
However, this crisis could turn into an opportunity. If he cleans up the mistake made this time, leaving no trace of disturbance as the next Geumilpa boss, he might leave a favorable impression on his father.
Father is that kind of person. As long as he finishes things well, he doesn’t care about the process and even rewards instead. So, this is my chance to truly enter the path of a real gangster.
Kim Deok-su’s father, the leader of the Kim Il-pa, also intended for that, hence he assigned ten of his direct subordinates, wielding his knife, to Kim Il-su.
These men, excluding Father’s words, are Father’s knives that don’t listen to anyone else. Through them, I will prove my worth to Father today. Today is the day I, who was just a street punk, is reborn as a gangster!
Today is Kim Deok-su’s gangster debut, so he firmly resolved to leave a deep impression on Father through the ten subordinates who followed him.
“Hey, young master. Isn’t that over there? Those people gathered there, they seem to be your friends, right?”
Right after making up his mind, without any warning of when it approached, one of Kim Deok-su’s subordinates stood behind him, pointing towards the vicinity of the hill at the end of the field of vision.
Following that finger with his gaze, Kim Deok-su also recognized familiar faces.
“You bastards like morons!”
Literally, rolling in the dirt, looking like dogs crouching in some pit, seeing his crew members like this, Kim Deok-su couldn’t contain his anger and shouted.
His thunderous voice echoed through the mountains like an echo, followed by the flapping of startled birds’ wings.
Thud!
Regardless of whether the mountain birds flew away or not due to his voice, Kim Deok-su, unconcerned, observed the faces of those gathered in the pit.
“······.”
Not to worry about his condition as the crew head, but to find the only person who could ruin his life, Yoo Beom-su. That’s why.
“What’s up, where’s that useless bastard Yoo Beom-su!”
But inside the pit, the face of Yoo Beom-su, whom he was looking for, was not visible.
In the Gold Line Crew, each with a distinctive face, Yoo Beom-su, with tattoos on both arms, and his hair dyed yellow, scratches included, had a striking face.
So Kim Deok-su could instantly tell that Yoo Beom-su was not in the pit.
“Damn, damn these bastards, whether they die or get f*cked doesn’t matter! Yoo Beom-su, you bastard!!! Come out!!!!”
After receiving a message with Yoo Beom-su’s address, Kim Deok-su immediately rushed to the Kim Il-pa, receiving ten direct subordinates from his father, and had no time to spare as he dashed through the mountain path.
The only thing left in his mind was to find Yoo Beom-su and apprehend him, and then deal with the attackers who caused all this.
But since the most important Yoo Beom-su was nowhere to be found, Geum Deok-su was going crazy.
“Where the hell is Yoo Beom-su?!!!”
Thump thump thump thump!
Of course, he was actually going crazy.
The crew members who were in the pit, along with the knife-wielders who followed him, couldn’t say a word in the face of Geum Deok-su’s mad anger.
So, the only sound echoing in the mountains was the noise made by Geum Deok-su.
But for a moment, in a corner where no one’s gaze reached, a nonchalant voice could be heard clearly.
“Ah, it’s so noisy. Hey, your subordinate is here. But were you two that close? I won’t even call the name of a separated lover like that.”
“D-Deok-su…”
Everyone’s attention turned to that voice, and at the end of their gaze, Kang Jin-hyeok appeared with a red face, a blue face, and in between, for a brief moment, he seemed to emit a yellow light.
“You son of a b*tch! You didn’t have to act like this even if you didn’t get caught like an idiot!”
Even though he saw Yoo Beom-su, whose face had turned into a traffic light after getting hit, Geum Deok-su only expressed his anger towards the trouble he had caused himself.
“Well, we were close, but not like that. If we were, I wouldn’t be in this situation.”
Seeing Geum Deok-su, who didn’t even think about his subordinates, Kang Jin-hyeok nodded as if he had expected it.
In a situation where everyone in the room was pressed by Geum Deok-su, Kang Jin-hyeok, who was the only one who could say what he wanted, was enough to attract attention.
“Hey, are you the one who attacked my Gold Ship Crew?”
And naturally, the one who first attracted attention and provoked was Geum Deok-su, who considered himself the only one with the right to speak in this situation.
There’s only one person, right? He wouldn’t have wiped out the entire Gold Ship Crew. So, did he leave only that guy to keep an eye on him and escaped? Why? If he had done this, shouldn’t he have waited for me to come and then dealt with him?
Even as Geum Deok-su took confident steps towards the only Kang Jin-hyeok, his thoughts didn’t stop.
Being the son of a gangster who learned to live as one, Geum Deok-su couldn’t fathom why only one person was waiting for him.
There must be something more to it. There’s no way only one person would be waiting for me.
“Well, judging by the way you stroll up, I guess we can make a deal. Yeah, whatever, it’s fine.”
Fine? Is there a hidden agenda after all? Let’s pause and think for a moment. This is a mountain, and if someone is hiding behind a tree, it’s hard to find. If those hidden guys suddenly swarm out and attack, it could get tricky.
At Kang Jin-hyuk’s casual remark of it being fine, Geum Deok-su halted his steps.
Then, as his head turned back, and he opened his mouth as if calling someone, Geum Deok-su nodded, expecting it to be so.
“Let’s go to our hideout!”
However, the following sharp voice from behind the tree directed at him and the appearance of In-yeong made Geum Deok-su think, “Why did Harira show up here…?”