## Chapter 339 – The Brawlers
“You bitch!”
“Motherfucker!”
“Crazy savage bastard!”
“Fucking cow!”
—Ugh, ugh!
—Die, die!
—Kill them!
The vile sons of bitches surrounding us in the slum started spewing every curse they could muster, kicking up a goddamn fuss.
These motherfuckers probably heard rumors of our fight, maybe thinking Lisette, who seems to have a lot of grudges in the back alleys, was going at it with someone.
Judging by the “savage” and “black-haired bastard” stuff, it seems like members of the guys I beat up or killed, or their friends and family, are mixed in… Did I just get caught in something unlucky? The main grudge is probably Lisette’s.
This is some fucked up shit.
It seemed like they were watching our fight, and now that we both look like we’re in terrible shape, they’re showing their faces.
They probably think they have a chance since we’re both in this state.
As expected, these guys have a passive skill of despising the weak. They bow down to the strong, but if they think someone is weaker than them, they instantly turn into a ten-thousand-man army.
I benchmarked these guys.
“Everyone! Today is the day we kill that red-haired bitch!”
“Kill? What are you talking about, you moron! We need to make her give birth as much as we kill her!”
“Let’s fuck her from both ends!”
“Both ends? We need to fuck all three holes at the same time and ruin her!”
“Ugh, that cow! We need to tear off her tits!”
“Let’s throw her in a brothel and fuck her day and night!”
“Cut off her limbs first!”
Just by looking, there seem to be about two platoons of them.
Consumed by fanatic rage, they hurled all sorts of vile sexual harassment and sex jokes at Lisette, waving sickles and hammers like communist revolutionaries. Lisette, you’re too damn sexy, I knew this would happen.
And just how much of a mess did she make in the slum for the kids to be like this? She must have built up quite a few grudges for pocket money.
“Hey, hey… Lisette. These guys seem really interested in your tits, huh?”
“These fucking bastards…”
ㅡThud.
I stood back-to-back with Lisette, surveying our surroundings.
“That savage bastard! You motherfucker! How dare you kill my friend?!”
“That son of a bitch killed my brother!”
“I got beat up by you before!”
“Let’s chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs! Unlike the woman, we don’t need him!”
“Just sell him as a rent boy!”
I definitely killed some criminals in the slum, but I’ve never seen guys like these before. There must be some misunderstanding.
I was full of things I wanted to retort, but I need to conserve even the strength to shout.
ㅡThump-thump.
This is seriously dangerous.
“Lisette.”
“What.”
“Let’s work together.”
“Of course, you bastard.”
“What? Bastard?”
“Sorry. It’s a habit.”
I could feel it through my back.
Lisette was just as tense as I was. I could even hear her heartbeat. Both she and I are almost at our limit due to the intense battle… This is quite dangerous.
Can we get out of here?
“If we can’t get out of here, you and I are really fucked.”
“Like those guys said, I’ll get gang-raped and you’ll become dog food.”
“I’m so scared, what do we do…!”
“I’m more scared, you idiot. If things go wrong, I’ll end up giving birth to a hundred of those beggar kids, fuck.”
People are the scariest thing in the world, and this is exactly what they mean. And just how much do you have to get it to give birth to a hundred kids?
“Usually, these guys wouldn’t even be a match for one punch… But they’re all over us.”
If we get caught, unlike me, who would just die, Lisette would see hell as a woman. Lisette knows that too.
So, our goals align.
We have to get out of here alive.
“It’s cooperation for now, Lisette.”
“Yeah, you bastard. That’s what we were just talking about.”
“What? Bastard? Lisette, you bitch.”
“Your mom’s a whore.”
“You fucking cunt, seriously.”
This bitch really doesn’t back down.
But we curse each other so much that it doesn’t really register.
“But these kids are really sexually harassing us a lot.”
“You did it a lot too, you punk. This gangster can’t even remember what he did.”
“It’s a bit different with me.”
“How is it different?”
“I don’t know… There’s just something. Roughly.”
I deliberately use those kinds of insults to gain an advantage in battle. The slum guys are genuinely bursting with hatred and lust.
“Well, my boobs are amazing.”
“Do you have to say that yourself?”
“What’s wrong with it if it’s true?”
“They’re not that amazing.”
I’ve said it many times, but they don’t appeal to me.
“What do you usually look at to say that about mine?”
“There’s just something.”
“This guy… He has that kind of taste. You dirty bastard.”
“No, you bastard!”
Anyway, the excited slum mob was slowly walking towards us, emitting a sinister aura. They were all holding work tools. In this case, “work” can be taken to mean murder.
If we get caught, we’ll get a 24-hour full course of murder clubbing and start our trip to the River Styx. This is the true meaning of a twilight journey.
In this unprecedented crisis, our survival instincts explode.
How—how can we get out of here? If I had known it would be like this, I would have fought in a better location.
ㅡRegret comes too late.
Lisette and I are already at our limit, and we’ve been surrounded almost defenselessly.
But.
If we combine our strength, there’s definitely a chance…!
“…Knife.”
“What?”
“Pick up the knife, quickly! I’ll cover you!”
Lisette, having taken a stance, shouted frantically. The knife was just ahead. It was still a bit far for the slum guys to reach. Can I get it? No, I have to get it!
I have to trust Lisette for now!
We absolutely can’t escape unless we cooperate! It’s impossible to break through the encirclement alone! Having made that decision, I immediately threw myself forward. If something happens, Lisette will back me up.
ㅡWhoosh!
“KIEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!”
As I ran forward with a frenzied shout, the slum guys in the front hesitated and stepped back. Of course, they don’t want to die either. They’re just slum guys armed with tools, not trained soldiers.
“Yeah! That’s it!”
Lisette, letting out an exclamation, immediately followed behind me.
“Ah, the knife in front! Block them! Let him go!”
“You go first, you bastard!”
“Just block them first! That guy’s picking up the knife!”
ㅡRumble!
At the same time, the slum guys rushed at us in droves. “Kill them!” Some guy shouted loudly, and I definitely wanted to kill that instigator.
“Fucking Lisette!!”
“I know, so pick up the knife first!”
“UOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
Ignore the slum guys and pick up the knife first!
ㅡThwack!
As soon as I made up my mind, a fierce impact sound erupted from behind. Who is dying? Please don’t let it be Lisette…!
“You savage bastard!”
A slum guy holding a club rushed at me from the front.
ㅡPull up my stamina.
ㅡConcentrate strength in my legs!
For survival, I have to ignore the pain in my body and overcome my limits! I can postpone the backlash to tomorrow to live today!
“You fucking beggar, where do you think you’re going!”
No matter how tired I am, there’s no way I’ll lose to these slum guys in terms of physical ability. Believing that, I do as my brain whispers. I lower my stance to avoid the incoming club and pick up the knife!
“Die, you son of a bitch!!!”
ㅡStab!
And as I get up, I stab the knife into the guy’s abdomen and pull it out. “Kuheok!” I retrieved the knife. There’s a big difference between having a weapon and not. By killing one guy, I let them know that I’m still standing!
ㅡTrickle.
Hope flows in along with confidence from the hand holding the knife…!
I can do it!
“Lisette!”
“Yeah!”
When I glanced over, she had already snatched an axe and was sweating and bleeding profusely, having taken down three guys. The other slum guys couldn’t easily approach her because of her fierce martial prowess.
“You fucking beggar bastards! I’ll kill anyone who comes near me! Get lost!”
“Hey, hey. Fuck. Do you want to see my boobs that much? If you want to stab me, come in order, you bastards. I’ll split all your heads open.”
“I said get lost, why are you telling them to come?”
“Shut up, you little prick.”
Our conflicting provocations and bluffs made the slum guys hesitate.
Having killed a few of them, the contempt for the weak melted away like snow in spring, and fear took its place. It’s a relief that they’re more cowardly than I thought.
“D, don’t be scared! If we don’t kill that red-haired boob girl here, she’ll come back later!”
“Y, yeah! That’s it!”
“Kill her! Fuck!”
“I’ll be the first to fuck her!”
ㅡUAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
However, with the overwhelming numbers, courage was quickly contagious due to the instigation. The guys, shouting like an army, charged at us.
“Hey! Break through like this!”
Lisette, raising her axe, shouted fiercely.
“Can I… trust you to cover my back?”
I convey that to her.
“You fucking bastard, you and I are in this together now! If one of us dies, we both die! Just trust me! I’ll cover you no matter what!”
“I trust you! I’m really trusting you with my back!”
“Trust me, you bastard! I have to live too!”
Good.
“I’m not planning on getting fucked by those bastards!”
Then I trust you.
We were just fighting each other to the death, but at this moment, we have to become one like a married couple. We put aside our grudges. We put aside our hatred. Here, Lisette and I are the best of friends and comrades!
We can’t survive without each other!
“ㅡ!”
We’re going to survive together!
“ㅡI won’t forgive anyone who tears out my heart!!!!!!”
From this moment on.
I will never worry about what’s behind me.
If I can only focus on the front, then I only need to focus on the three guys in front of me! There’s no way these slum guys have learned advanced martial arts! I’m only facing three slum guys at the same time.
Then there’s no problem!
I have a knife in my hand!
These slum guys are no match for me!
ㅡTap tap tap tap!
I sprint forward with a shout. The slum guys rush in like a tsunami. I still don’t look back, I don’t worry about it. I block out even the sounds from behind and concentrate all my mind and energy on the front!
Because if I don’t, breaking through is impossible!
“Die!”
“Drop dead!”
“You bastard!”
Slum guys with axes, daggers, and clubs rush in.
ㅡThoughts end there.
I immediately dig into the guy in front of me and pierce his neck. “Kuheok?!” A dagger flies in. I roughly raise my arm to block it. I’m wearing quilted armor anyway, so it’s okay to block it with my body.
I cut off the head of the dagger-wielding guy, whose face lit up with the thought that his attack had landed. ㅡDrip. As the blade grazed his carotid artery, an axe flew in.
“Iyap!”
Axes are still dangerous, so I greatly bend my body to avoid it and punch him in the face at the same time!
ㅡThwack!
“Kahak!”
Ignoring the three guys who fell, I advance again, advance! It’s a charge, a breakthrough! The guys’ momentum has died down a lot as the kids are dying in real time.
Judging by the fact that the back of my head hasn’t been smashed yet, Lisette must still be alive.
I push those thoughts aside and pull up my last bit of stamina and mental strength. I feel like I’m going to burst. My muscles and brain are overloaded. There might be side effects, but I ignore them. I guess I’ll have to rest again—
“ㅡI won’t forgive the bastard who tore out my heart!!!!!!”
I block the attack with my left arm and stab the guys in front and on the right first. That tactic worked perfectly, and the more guys I killed, the more the path opened up.
And that path explodes and widens like a hole in a dam.
“Uaaaaaack!!!”
“Kuaaaaack!!”
“R, run away! This guy’s not dying, is he!”
The slum guys run away.
“You’re all dead, you bastards!!!!”
As I swung my knife in excitement, all the guys blocking the path scattered to the left and right.
ㅡThis was the miracle of Moses achieved through murder.
“Jesus…! Jeepers creepers!”
I can see the end of the slum up ahead. I just need to get there. The slum guys don’t try to go outside their area, so straight ahead!
“Lisette!”
“Don’t worry about me, just run, you bastard!”
“You bitch, I thought I’d get hit in the back of the head by those guys if you died! Are you still okay!”
“I’m fucking fine, you bastard!! You cleared the path well!! You’re a fucking badass!”
“You’re a fucking badass too!”
ㅡUOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
ㅡKuaaaaaaaa!!!!
I make a final spurt.
As I powerfully step forward, as if exploding the strength of my legs, I feel an unrealistic sense of speed along with a cool breezeㅡrunner’s high! If I die here, it’ll be runner’s dead, but it’s high now!
“Th, they’re running away! What do we do!”
“Catch them! Catch them! If they get out alive, we’re fucked!”
It’s too late, you bastards.
Just get ready to die next time.
My heart is beating like crazy, and I have trouble breathing like my lungs are full of water. I run. But I run. Even so, I run…! I am the murder marathoner Kim Kat!
Finallyㅡ
“ㅡGoal in!”
“Fuck!”
I got outside!
Even after getting outside, Lisette and I ran for a long time with the momentum to reach the end of the world. We ran until we couldn’t hear the slum guys’ screams.
That’s how we escaped the gloomy and hellish slum marked with blood and murder.
“Haa, haa.. haa…! Haa…!”
“Kaak…! Keueu… Haa, haa…!”
In front of the fountain where all sorts of passersby were walking.
Lisette and I collapsed side by side.
“You bitch… are you alive…?”
“Haa… Fucking great.”
“I’ll get you back for this, you bastard… Kaak! From now on… live nicely…!”
I’m going to burst.
“I’m the one letting you off, you idiot. From now on, don’t mess with other people’s businesses… Keuheuk! You bastard… Haa… Haa… Huh? This is all because of you, you punk…!”
We caught our breath like that for a long time.
