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“If…”
Se-geon leaned his sweat-drenched body against the corner and looked up at the sky. Though it was called the sky, all there was was a gray concrete ceiling, and a fluorescent light hanging from it, soothing the darkness with its feeble light.
“What is it?”
Deok-yeon wiped his hair with a towel while changing his clothes.
“If there's a need to kill a person, how should I act?”
“Kill them.”
Deok-yeon answered like that, almost before Se-geon could finish his words. At that, Se-geon raised his head as if puzzled.
“If the premise is that there's a need to kill a person, then there's nothing to think about. Though I don't know in what case there would be a need to kill a person.”
“...I see.”
Se-geon said, looking up at the fluorescent light. His mouth was smiling, though it wasn't clearly visible because of the shadows.
Heh, heh heh heh heh...
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In the underground parking lot of Hanshin Securities, a group of fierce-looking men, who seemed to have little to do with stocks, were gathered. They were all individuals influenced by the Sangdong-pa, gathered for today's transaction.
To be precise, it was closer to retaliation than a transaction; for those whose pride had been wounded by Se-geon yesterday, this was the only way they could restore their pride.
That was why they had brought as many as six people and were waiting in the parking lot in advance. The cabaret was a public place, so they couldn't deal with Se-geon there, but in a place like this, there was no need to be constrained by the fact that the opponent was a minor.
“This is just ridiculous. Are we really gathered here like this because of one minor?”
“I don't know. We have to do it since Cheon Seonbae told us to.”
Cheon Yeong-hu had sent only his subordinates because something had come up, and he couldn't come out himself. He had to appear at the police station to clean up the mess Se-geon had made yesterday.
For the Sangdong-pa, who were already dealing with troublesome items like firearms and drugs, it was actually a relief that it had ended at this level.
“Anyway, this guy is late.”
One of them opened his cell phone, checked the time, and muttered.
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On a bluish-black and white monitor, a man dressed in a black suit held up a cell phone. The cell phone's LCD screen illuminated the inside of the color-deprived monitor.
“These morons, they're doing a fine job of being gangsters. Are they planning to trade firearms in front of a CCTV camera? Though I'm sure they didn't bring the goods.”
And the person watching the monitor muttered to himself. Of course, he was Han Se-geon himself, the one who had promised to make the transaction today.
“So Cheon Yeong-hu didn't show up. Unlike how he looks, he's a very cunning bastard. You guys, consider yourselves lucky. I'll at least keep you from going to jail.”
Se-geon muttered to himself and pressed the eject button attached to the CCTV. This CCTV seemed to be a very old model, as a Super Betamax videotape popped out. Se-geon took the tape, placed it on the table, and looked at the security guard who was slumped over.
The security guard, who had been put to sleep with a large amount of chloroform, reminded him of the frog he had dissected in middle school. Maybe he wouldn't feel any pain even if he were really dissected.
He felt sorry for this person who would be dismissed or fired because of this incident, but Se-geon was in a position where he had to fight for his life; he didn't have the luxury of thinking about someone else's job.
It might be a weak substitute, but Se-geon placed the bottle of chloroform he had used on the table. Of course, he didn't do something like leaving his fingerprints behind.
“Alright then, shall we go.”
Se-geon muttered, carefully closed the door to the security office, and went outside.
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There were a total of six gangsters waiting for Se-geon in the underground parking lot. Four were in the car, and two were outside, looking around, and they couldn't hide their impatience as Se-geon did not appear.
“Isn't this bastard coming?”
“No, then wouldn't we be the only ones getting screwed?”
The gangsters outside grumbled and checked the entrance of the parking lot. They hadn't brought the guns for the transaction anyway, so there was no problem, but if Se-geon didn't show up, they were the ones who would be in trouble.
“What was that?”
At that moment, the person inside the sedan spoke in a threatening voice. At that, most of the other gangsters flinched in surprise and put on a serious face.
“Ah, no, it's nothing. Don't worry about it.”
“Yes, he will definitely show up. If you just wait a little longer...”
As they were talking, the high-pitched engine sound of a motorcycle was heard. At that, they all watched the entrance of the parking lot.
“Huh? Is that him?”
They saw the motorcycle and its rider casting a long shadow at the entrance. The person on the motorcycle was carrying something long slung diagonally across his back, but it wasn't clearly visible because of the shadow.
Vrooooom!
The man on the motorcycle pulled the throttle and looked down at them. His gaze was not visible because of the helmet, but they could instinctively tell that he had no intention of resolving things through conversation.
“What, that bastard!”
The gangsters were angered by the opponent's attitude, but at that moment, the motorcycle charged. It came rushing down the slope from the entrance of the underground parking lot, and its momentum was incomparably menacing.
Thud!
Se-geon, without a word, rammed into one of the gangsters. Although the RX-125 Se-geon was riding was lightweight even for a motorcycle, it was not something one could be hit by and remain unscathed. The gangster was a large man over 90kg, but he was sent flying in a single blow and crashed into the van behind him.
This van, unfittingly, had an alarm system installed, and it began to wail loudly with a beeeeeep.
“This son of a bitch!”
Another gangster who had been outside the car immediately pulled a pistol from his pocket. What Se-geon was wearing was a racer's suit; it was a tough material, so trying to cut it with a knife would have no effect. That was why he had pulled out a gun, but at that moment, a scream came from inside the car.
“You moron! This is the middle of Yeouido! You psycho!”
Almost simultaneously with those words, Se-geon executed a turn. Se-geon swept the opponent's legs with the spinning rear wheel while keeping the throttle engaged. It was a kind of power slide, and it brought the gangster down in a single blow. The sound of a bone breaking was buried by the motorcycle's exhaust noise.
“Uwaaaaaaack!”
“Cr-crazy bastard!”
The gangsters in the car cursed and tried to open the door to get out. But parking the car next to the wall had been their mistake. The door could only be opened toward the motorcycle, and that was where the murderous Se-geon was already waiting.
Vrooooom!
Se-geon pulled the throttle to full and lifted the front wheel. And as if splitting firewood with an axe, he brought the front wheel down on the car's side mirror.
With a crunch, the side mirror broke off, and at the same time, the rear wheel of the RX-125 was lifted. At the same time the front wheel landed on the ground, he had stepped on the front brake and kicked the ground with his foot.
Thwack!
As if struck by a hammer, the rear wheel slammed into the side window. The gangsters, who were about to open the door, couldn't withstand the impact and were thrown from the car.
“Kkeuaaaaack!”
The safety glass cracked, and the motorcycle's rear wheel, embedded in its slanted surface, spun with a vrooooom as if it were a chainsaw.
Grrrrrrind!
The glass window shattered, and shards poured into the car. The gangsters spat out curses, but they didn't dare to get up. In the meantime, Se-geon scraped the side of the car, lowered the rear wheel, then went around to the front and charged up from the hood.
“What!”
While the gangsters inside were startled, Se-geon's RX-125 crumpled the hood in an instant and slammed into the car's front windshield.
When he lifted the wheel and brought it down, the front windshield shattered, and shards poured inside. The gangsters screamed, covering their heads, and in the meantime, Se-geon went all the way up to the car roof and then turned to the side.
Thump!
The heavy motorcycle went from the car roof, down the side, and to the ground. The car door was now so dented that it wouldn't open. The gangsters didn't want to believe what was happening before their eyes, that a car could be so effectively destroyed by a single motorcycle.
Vrooooom!
Se-geon hit the throttle and sped forward. As Se-geon's motorcycle moved away from their sight, even for a moment, the gangsters let out a sigh of relief. He had ridden the rhythm so effectively that the car had been completely crumpled in a short moment.
“Keok!”
“Huh, why?”
One of the gangsters, seeing his colleague make a face as if he had bitten his tongue, cautiously raised his head. The tension at that moment was so terrible that he wondered if this was what it felt like to stick one's head out of a trench on a battlefield, and the sight that came into view was truly the worst.
Se-geon had pulled a fire extinguisher that was hanging on a pillar with one hand and was skillfully changing direction, charging toward the car.
“Crazy bastard!”
“Son of a bitch!”
The degree of expression was different, but their feelings must have been the same. Se-geon used the motorcycle's speed to hurl the fire extinguisher at the car. At that, the fire extinguisher became a red cannonball.
Craaack!
The red fire extinguisher shattered what little remained of the glass window and went inside the car. In a blow like a mortar shell, the gangsters lost consciousness. But even in the midst of that, one gangster who hadn't fallen caught the fire extinguisher with one hand.
Although it was a medium-sized fire extinguisher, it was not something a human could possibly catch, yet he had caught it with one arm!
At that moment, Se-geon felt a chill run down his spine.
“This son of a bitch! You want to die?”
The gangster said, kicking the door open. The door broke off as easily as if it had been blown off with explosives. Was it because his emotions had become intense? As the gangster's fingers tore and crumpled the fire extinguisher, the white powder inside burst out explosively.
No matter how you looked at it, it was not human strength. No, he couldn't be human. Even Se-geon, who had continued murderous training while using growth hormones, could not break a fire extinguisher. Let alone with grip strength!
“Ha! A-are you showing your true colors?”
Se-geon's voice trembled from inside his helmet. It was not fear. It was a feeling like finally getting his hands on something he had dreamed of, in other words, it was joy.
'Found you.'
Se-geon shouted inwardly. It had been worth it to target the Sangdong-pa based on the stories he had picked up from Deok-yeon and to have pushed them this far. It was a vampire from the Sangdong-pa that had massacred Se-geon's family. That was why Se-geon had picked a fight with the Sangdong-pa in such a reckless way.
“I'll kill you!”
Se-geon seized the opportunity while the gangster vampire was engulfed in the powder from the fire extinguisher and drew a sword from the cloth he was carrying on his back. It was an enormous tachi that reached 140cm in length. Although it was an unremarkable sword made of stainless steel, it had enough killing power to kill a person.
“Keok!”
Perhaps because he was a vampire with a low VT, this guy was easily hit by the tachi, being blinded by the powder. Se-geon, while riding his motorcycle, swung at the vampire's neck in one swift motion. However, the vampire raised his arm to block the attack.
Thwack!
The bone broke in a single blow, and blood flowed from his arm. But a sword swung with one arm was not enough to cut through the bone.
“This bastard...!”
The vampire, as expected, didn't even flinch from having his arm half-severed. Besides, in the case of a motorcycle, it only moves when you operate the throttle with your right hand, so it's not a good thing to ride while holding a sword.
“This, damn it!”
Se-geon jumped off the motorcycle and swung the tachi sideways. The vampire gangster again raised his leg to block the attack.
Crack!
With the sound of a leg breaking, blood splattered. Se-geon gripped the tachi with both hands, twisted his body, and swung in the opposite direction, striking the vampire's abdomen. As expected, the side without bones was a little better, and the tachi pushed in, tearing through the internal organs. But at that moment, the sword broke.
“Had your fun, you little blood-clot bastard!”
The vampire laughed like that, even with a sword stuck in his stomach, as if something was so amusing. But at that moment, Se-geon, holding the broken hilt, turned his body in the opposite direction and this time, shoved it into the vampire's neck.
“Kuaak!”
“You should have moved in the time you were nagging!”
Se-geon said that and righted his fallen motorcycle. It was an RX-125 that his hyung had treasured, so Se-geon also cherished it quite a bit, but because it had just fallen, horrible scratches had appeared on the cover and the main frame.
But right now, while dealing with a vampire, he didn't have the luxury to care about such things. Se-geon immediately rode his motorcycle and headed for the exit.
“Th-this bastard!”
The vampire, who had pulled out the tachi embedded in his neck and thrown it, shouted and charged at Se-geon, but Se-geon rode his motorcycle upwards, dodging the vampire's attack.
'Damn it! To break so easily, this damn stainless steel!'
Se-geon cursed inwardly and grabbed the front brake to lift the rear wheel. Se-geon was going up the slope and tried to lift the rear wheel to bring it down on his opponent, but no matter if he was a newly turned vampire, his reaction speed was no joke.
“Kwack!”
The guy jumped up in an instant and tried to claw Se-geon's back. But Se-geon dodged the attack by leaning his body forward.
“Die!”
The vampire attacked Se-geon on the ground while holding onto a pipe on the parking lot ceiling with his hand. But at that moment, Se-geon turned the lifted rear wheel of the motorcycle completely to the side to change direction on the spot and dodged the vampire's attack by laying his upper body to the side.