91 – How thugs entertain. (1)
1.
“Turn it off. Heuuu!”
“Wow, you can make such a rebellious sound even with your face on the floor. Should I call this brave or say I still don’t understand the situation?”
“Keep it off!!!”
As I stepped on the back of Bonseung Lee’s head with the heel of my shoe, instead of a rebellious sound, a painful moan came out.
“Okay, that’s how it should be. That’s what a well-informed person would sound like.”
I listened to Bonseung Lee’s painful groans and looked down so that he could hear him clearly.
“Okay, I’m going to tell you a few things from now on. I don’t have the authority to ask you questions, so you just have to listen, and only when you ask something, just hit the floor with the palm of your hand once for yes and twice with the paddle. Then we begin.”
First of all, the moment I was about to explain the rules of conversation to be shared from now on and bring out the prepared story, Bonseung Lee defiantly clenched his fists.
Then, despite the lack of strength from his posture, he punched terribly at my leg like a crying child.
Hoo-wook.
So bad punching that won’t even get the slightest bruise even if it’s hit… No, no punching.
However, it was unacceptable for me to be hit by not avoiding this guy’s fist, so I inadvertently moved my foot away from the back of his head and dodged his fist.
“hahahaha! You, you crazy bastard!”
As soon as the heel of the shoe that was pressing down on the back of his head disappeared, Lee Bon-seung raised his face red from being strongly pressed to the floor and spat out curses full of anger.
Seeing that he had been stabbed hard enough to cause a nosebleed, and that even though I introduced myself as a gangster, my anger still didn’t subside.
It’s really trash that doesn’t have time to save, but it still has one can? The way he looks, the way he speaks, his eyes, and his momentum are all at the level of third-rate scum. After all, you shouldn’t judge people only by their appearance…
“Thug? f*cking thug? Do you think I would be afraid of that and tremble? You f*cking don’t know who the people behind me are, so you can be so brave! It’s not even a job to dismiss a bully like you from this world!”
······No. You’re just fooling around and trusting me.
As expected, the reason Bonseung Lee was able to get angry was not because of his noble courage that did not give in to trivial violence, but because of those baeks he had emphasized many times.
As evidence of that, Lee Bon-seung managed to stand up, but his legs were shaking like an aspen tree.
Even though I haven’t touched my leg at all.
“Thug? What would you do if you were a gangster, you bastard! Even so, you’re just a bully! I can’t even compare to the people behind me! They are on a completely different class from you! Knowing how much they care for me would make me want to get down on my knees right now and beg for forgiveness!”
Like a frightened dog barking more ferociously, Lee Bon-seung kept repeating his back story that he was behind him and wanted me to be scared.
But if I was going to be scared by those baeks, I wouldn’t have started in the first place, so I just calmly asked back.
“Really? Are those bastards really that great?”
“Bastard… This, this crazy bastard dares to look at someone and call him a bastard…”
“Then, what do you say when you call a bastard a bastard who is no different from a beast and it’s not a job to soak a bastard like me?”
“Another bastard…”
I could call the bastards, including the Lee Bon-seung right in front of me, a cub, but it was unbearable for Lee Bon-seung to call me a cub.
Damn it!
“Keuheouk! Billion…
So, after putting his cheek up fast enough that his head turned around in an instant, I grabbed his hair so that he would never call me an asshole again, and forced him to turn his head again to look at me.
“Who are you to say you’re an asshole? I’m a gangster, and I use violence like a beast, but I don’t do things that disrespect humanity like you guys do. It treats people as people.”
“Ji, Jinhyeok’s older brother…’
I heard our voices trembling from behind as if we were frightened, but we didn’t regret it.
Even this was necessary in the end.
“Hey, Bonseung Lee, you bastard. I’m going to beat you up step by step from now on. You’ll end up doing worse than what you did. If you think you want to live, call those great backers. I’ll stop for a moment then.”
After I said that to Lee Von-seung, who was suddenly speechless after being slapped on the cheek and couldn’t make eye contact with me, I threw his arms back with his palms open again.
“Wait, wait, wait! Boo, I’ll call! I will call you so stop!”
As expected, Lee Bon-seung, who had a black bruise on one cheek, told him to stop in an urgent voice.
In Bonseung Lee’s voice, I no longer felt the same sense of superiority or anger as before, and only servility and fear remained.
To Bon-seung Lee, back boat must have been a trump card, but ironically, Bon-seung Lee was saying that he would call back boat as if ripping off money.
“Huh, huh…”
Seeing Lee Bon-seung, trembling with fear, searching his cell phone for contact information at a very high speed and making a call, one could only say that he was an underdog.
There’s nothing left of the way he looked when he met us earlier or right after I introduced him as the manager, and even now, when he calls that bastard, all I can see is fear.
I don’t really like the saying that you need to be hit to come to your senses, but I tend to agree with the saying that people don’t keep their manners because earthenware pots don’t break in modern society.
“Ki, please wait. They’re really busy, and they’re not the kind of people who accept everything just because a guy like me calls like this. Joe, it might take a while.”
Now that the earthenware pot is about to break, I could tell by looking at Lee Bon-seung, who had minimal courtesy towards people in an instant.
I felt for the first time in a while that the performance of the slapstick for etiquette injection was certain, and I said one more thing to him.
“Use speaker mode.”
“Uh, huh? If I did something rude like that, the VVIP would get angry and take me…”
“You still seem more afraid of that bastard called VVIP than I am. Well, even so, you might feel that way because it was all about stepping on your head and touching your cheek once. I’ll let you know right now. What is the right thing to do?”
When I said that while rolling up my sleeves, Yvonne Seung shook his head so quickly that he could see an afterimage and switched his conversation mode to speaker mode.
“Yeah, but if the VVIP doesn’t answer the phone, it’s not my fault.
Click.
The nasty words that Bonseung Lee had been saying to somehow find a way to live were interrupted by the sound of a connection and a clicking sound.
Immediately after that, the voice of a young man much younger than I thought came through the speaker.
[What is it? Why don’t you text me and ask if I can call you and call right away? Are you trying to match me?]
“Oh no sir! That’s not it…”
[Other than that, what is it? What the f*ck is it that mongrel bugs like you are interfering with my honey-like rest?]
There was no respect in the young man’s voice for Lee Bon-seung coming from the speaker.
So I could tell right away just by hearing the voice.
Like Lee Bon-seung, this VVIP, who has now been connected, was the type of person who would not regard that person as equal to himself if he judged a person to be inferior to him.
You are the perfect upper-level compatibility of Lee Bon-seung. Personality or whatever. Really in every way.
As I looked at the phone and my eyes alternately, I flicked my hand toward Lee Bon-seung, who was crying as if he didn’t know what to do.
“Give me the phone.”
“Eh, uh? That, but…”
“But?”
“Oh no, I’ll give it to you! I’ll give!”
I wonder if Lee Bon-seung is also learning. This time, he gave me his phone right away without further explanation or threats.
[What, who are you with? You bastard… Did you make a surprise call like this to give something to me and not to the other members? Do you sometimes do weird things like this? So what is it this time? Are you the trainee I told you to drop out of that idol survival?]
I put my mouth close to the phone I received from Lee Bon-seung, and answered in a calm voice instead of Lee Bon-seung.
“No, I am not a trainee. He’s a thug.”
[·······What? What are you. Hey Bonseung Lee! What is this bastard doing!]
“And from now on, I’m going to host you myself, so I’m looking forward to it.”
After hearing from my older brother about Lee Bon-seung and the guys behind him, I had only feelings so far, no physical evidence, but now after hearing the words of this VVIP, I became convinced.
“Ah, by the way, it would be better to gather people or whatever. That way, neither you nor I will have any regrets.”
We failed because of this baby.
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