Chapter 295 – Rage-13(4)
Crouching down in front of the guy with only his head exposed on the hard concrete, he continues to ask questions.
“How effective is the drug?”
“That… , I’m not entirely sure. Other than that, according to the change of emotion, the physical ability becomes jagged…”
“… It depends on the change of emotions?”
“Yes, I heard that.”
It sounds like an absurd story, but it doesn’t seem to be so.
Kim Jeong-hoon went through a violent change of emotions while fighting me.
Anger, great anger, extreme anger.
Every time the anger toward me deepened, the body also faced a big change.
In the end, I exerted so much strength that my body couldn’t stand it.
“Rage-13…”
Even the name of the pill contains the English word Rage, which means anger or fury.
That means emotions, especially anger, get stronger.
I ask the guy who is looking at me while rolling his eyes.
“What are the side effects of the medicine?”
“Uh… , If you continue to take medicine, it becomes increasingly difficult to control your emotions, so they tell you to be careful when selling.”
As it is a drug, it is natural to be addicted.
It’s getting harder to control your emotions… , You really mean that even a shoulder bump might be able to cause a murder.
What would happen if there were hundreds or thousands of people with such anger control disorders in South Korea?
“Oh, that’s terrible.”
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
“Yes? What…”
“Your face is horrible, son of a bitch.”
“…”
“Release your expression, if you don’t want to be left behind.”
“Hehe, I don’t like my face.”
A guy who is good at accepting even almost forced arguments, as if he wants to live somehow.
“Who supplied you with drugs to sell?”
“That is… , First of all, I got it from a guy who lives in an organization called Yongseok.”
The Dragon Stone of the Ax Clan…
Just looking at it, it doesn’t look like a head.
“I bet that bastard isn’t the top one.”
“From what I’ve heard, it sounds like the entire organization is in the business of selling drugs… ?”
“The thugs are trying to change the industry…”
Gangsters and drug dealers.
It’s the same that both are trash that can’t be dealt with, but I think the latter will make better money.
Of course, the risk is as high as that, but in the first place, the last life could not care about such a thing.
“What is Yongseok’s contact number?”
“It’s stored on my smartphone, but…”
It means buried in the ground.
Well, that was fine
Dig the land again using the ‘Dig’ magic.
Gurrrr!
“Come up.”
“Yep.”
A guy who climbs up with clumsy movements, probably because his body was tied up in the dense ground.
“Ugh… , I thought I was going to die.”
I talk to the guy who sits down and rubs my arms and legs with his hands.
“Call Yongseok or something and ask to meet.”
“Uh… , What are you talking about?”
“You can sell all the medicine you have and say you need more.”
“Aha.”
It’s so hard to work with an idiot, it’s hard.
The guy who took out my smartphone and called me immediately started talking to someone.
“Oh, it’s me, Yongseok. Can I get some more medicine? Uh oh, I sold everything I got last time. How did you sell all that much… ? Uh, I asked for a hukou. There is a lot of fuss asking for medicine, fuss.”
A guy who carries on a conversation more skillfully than you think.
First of all, I know that I’m not close with that guy named Yongseok.
He’s saying that he’s going to live on his own, as if he’s spread butter on his tongue.
“Oh, you know there. It’s where we met often. Yes, uh I’m leaving right now, so about a… , It will take about three to forty minutes. Yea, it’s okay I can go first and wait. Yes, yes.”
The phone hung up after about 3 minutes.
The guy with the smartphone off his head looks up at me.
“We decided to meet at a bar we often met. It takes about 30 minutes from here, but he says it takes about an hour…”
About an hour. What a big deal.
“Guide me.”
“Yes…”
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The friend he introduced, named Yongseok, was in the form of a gangster, as if drawn in a picture.
From the radish haircut to the grim face, to the tight suit that was forcibly tucked into the thick body full of things that you don’t know whether it’s muscle or fat.
Dealing with him was a lot harder than I thought.
“Oh, you have to dig bigger because you’re so big.”
Because of his large body, he had to dig a lot, but it consumed a lot of mana to go down through the concrete.
The drug dealer buried next to the head of radish kimchi with only its head sticking out asks me with a tone of regret.
“No, brother. Why me…”
“… ?”
What is he talking about now
“Is there any reason why I shouldn’t bury you?”
“… Fuck, no.”
“Okay. That is why they are buried.”
Leave him alone because he has nothing to do with it.
I summarize the story I had with Yong-seok, who is obedient with both black eyes bruised.
“Therefore… , You mean that all of you axists had a hand in selling drugs.”
“Yes, it is.”
“Where did you get the medicine?”
“That… , My older brother brought it, so I…”
“Oh yeah.”
This isn’t even a string of sausages…
“Where is your organization’s office?”
“That… , Not very far from here. Go straight at the crossroads over there and then turn left…”
“Uh, uh. You know there.”
The guy who kindly guides me on the way to the organization’s office.
How nice it would be if the whole world was like these guys.
Then, with a little edification, world peace could be achieved.
Sorry, sorry
“I think I’ve told you everything I know… , Are you letting me go now?”
Yongseok asked me with a cute voice that didn’t match his grim face.
“Yeah, I think I’ve seen everything I need to do with you guys.”
You should have known the organization office, now you don’t just have to grind your head there.
The car is also small, so I’m going to leave these guys here.
“Ruler… , Let us part now.”
From the pouch, a plastic bag containing red pills and various drugs is attached to their foreheads.
Then the guy asked me with a puzzled expression.
“Me, brother? Why is the medicine bag on my forehead…”
“This? If you put it here, it won’t look good.”
After attaching the medicine bag tightly, open your smartphone and dial 112.
“Yes, thank you for your hard work. This is in front of the ○○ bar. There are drug dealers in the alley next to here, so I caught them? I’ve got the evidence, so take it. Yes, hang up.”
After finishing the conversation, hang up the phone, crouch down, and say goodbye to your dearest friends.
“Guys. The cops will be coming to pick you up soon.”
I got it because we talked.
How nice and innocent these guys are.
Is not it.
I wonder if the criminals I’ve met so far seem relatively nice because they’re not enough even if I tear them to death.
Anyway, looks nice to me.
“Hyung will tell you in a special way that no matter what you do, the sentence will not be reduced, so let’s come out with a decent life this time. Then you will live as a new person. Understand?”
“…”
“…”
I forcibly take the steps that won’t fall, leaving the two guys looking up at me with an expression asking, “What are all these bastards?”
I prayed earnestly in my heart.
Please be a new person.
Otherwise you will die to me.
* * *
Life is always a series of choices.
And opportunities are hiding somewhere among them.
It was a word that he lived with as a creed, short and ignorant.
‘This is an opportunity.’
It has been 15 years since I earned my living with my fists.
A new opportunity came to him.
It’s more dangerous than it is now, but the opportunity to earn so much money that it can’t even compare to the management fees ripped off from the egg yolk business in Gangnam.
Sales of new drugs.
It was the most dangerous thing, but he accepted it without even thinking about it.
‘A gangster or a drug addict.’
A life that has already reached the end.
It was because of the swollen hope that it would be better to eat a short and thick soup and then run away and live happily, whether in the province or abroad.
In fact, things were going well.
He recruited salespeople from famous clubs in Gangnam to release prototypes little by little to secure customers, and the only thing left to do is to win the hearts of lovely customers with the finished product that will soon arrive and scrape in money with a hook.
‘It must be so.’
It is said that disaster strikes suddenly without showing any signs.
“Ah!”
“Keep it!”
One per fist.
The guy who knocked down members of the gang and approached me did just that.
A familiar face as if I had seen it somewhere.
‘Where the hell did I see it?’
When you are thinking over and over again while holding on to your beating heart.
“Ouch…”
Finally, the man who put the commander of the action to sleep with a single blow, no, the grim reaper came right in front of me and asked.
“Park Chul-hwan, the boss of the ax group, right?”
It is said that thugs live in form and die in form.
He tried to stretch his body, shrinking in fear, and responded with a rather calm expression.
“Yes, I am Park Cheol-hwan. Which organization did you send it from?”
It’s an organization
The man, the organization Kim Do-jin currently belongs to.
“Uh… , Korea University Heonjahui club?”
“…”
There was only one.
