Chapter 174 – Master and Elena
Now, here in Russia, war clouds are gathering.
Most of the nearby shopping malls are closed due to intermittent shootings, and the Russian government is monitoring the confrontation between Vladimir, Sergei & Yenchin forces to prevent civilian damage as much as possible.
However, the Russian government has no intention of actively intervening between the two forces.
This is because there are already a significant number of government officials and high-ranking officials who ate the mafia’s back money inside the Russian government, so they are only thinking of maximizing their interests by using the mafia civil war.
“Huh-ooh…”
Long puffs of white steam.
Jeong Seong-min looked at the white earth and thought.
In the end, everything goes back to money and power.
You have to have money to buy everything in this world and the power to protect it so you can reign over people.
“Ha…”
So, Jeong Seong-min did not neglect to develop his strength.
After all, the essence of the back world is a world governed by ‘violence’ where the law does not reach, so he was the one who steadily built up the power of violence.
“…”
Of course, the process wasn’t easy.
It required arduous training to overcome the limits of pain every day, and had to go through many twists and turns before becoming accustomed to violence.
Therefore, Jeong Seong-min devoted himself to finding a ‘good teacher’.
Even before the ‘studio’ business was established in earnest, he met professional cleaners and famous killers and actually received training from them.
But in the end, they weren’t particularly helpful.
In the end, they were only more specialized in hiding their identities or leaving no evidence than ‘murder’, and they couldn’t teach them the skills of violence that can exert their power in all situations.
Therefore, Jeong Seong-min learned various martial arts with the feeling of grasping at straws, and tried numerous sparring exercises. However, it also focused on performing the correct posture according to certain rules, and it was not the fundamental technique of violence that Jung Sung-min wanted.
‘Master. I think I found it.’
When you are so discouraged because you can’t find a suitable teacher, Lee Hee-yeon brings you good news. He found a retired special forces officer who was praised as a legend among legends.
In response, Jeong Seong-min ran to him and appealed for his teaching.
Women, money, and honor, I would give everything at any cost, so I begged him to teach me the art of true violence.
However, his reaction was cold.
He showed no interest in anything suggested by Jung Sung-min.
Although he was a soldier, he neglected honor and did not covet riches even though he had no money saved up. Likewise, he didn’t seem particularly interested in women’s color.
‘… I’ll come back again.’
In the end, Jung Sung-min decided to step down.
He was the one who rejected women’s sex, material desires, and honor, so he couldn’t convince him with what he had.
‘I can’t even threaten him.’
Of course, intimidating or manipulating him seemed impossible.
I knew this as soon as I met his eyes.
Should it be sense or touch?
Just by meeting his eyes, you could tell that he was a born ‘ruler’.
He was never one to give in to anyone else.
Afterwards, Jeong Seong-min and Lee Hee-yeon became retired special forces officers. In other words, I started to investigate ‘Jang Tae-gun’. Of course, since he was from a special forces unit, he was full of confidentiality, but there was nothing he couldn’t find out with the power of money.
After a long investigation, Jung Sung-min found something that Jang Tae-gun would be tempted by. And as soon as I brought it out to Jang Tae-gun, he immediately started showing interest.
‘You want to climb to the pinnacle of the underworld?’
‘Yes that’s right.’
Taegun Jang.
He didn’t want women, money, or fame.
He just wanted to run amok.
He just wanted to unleash his mad talent, which specialized in killing people.
That’s how he was able to fully demonstrate his ability in the name of ‘patriotism’ or ‘mission’ in his youth. He was able to run where he needed to be used and slaughter all the enemies he needed to kill. He was able to legally relieve the constantly secreted ‘urge to kill’.
‘Hmm…’
However, now he is old.
He’s still dangerous, but he’s become a sick old man.
As a result, the “Murderous urge” Has also subsided, and now you may want comfort.
‘Please allow me to serve you as a teacher. There are so many enemies to kill.’
However, Jung Sung-min knew.
His nature as a madman and a murderer does not fade with age.
After hearing the story of Mr. Choi and Jung Sung-min, he laughed heartily.
He looked at Jeong Seong-min with interest, saying that he had a lot of fun in his later years.
‘Kuh-kuh-kuh… Your eyes aren’t normal anymore. I met a very interesting guy.’
He couldn’t contain his excitement.
As soon as Jung Sung-min revealed his ambition, he flicked his tongue like old man Pervert and glared at Jung Sung-min’s neck. He pictured cutting the white neck of that excellent young man in half with his knife. Even at this age, he was on the verge of getting an erection on his own.
‘… I have to endure it. He’s a thing.’
However, he was still immature.
In order to feel a more proper taste, you will be able to see the true taste when it is much more fermented than this.
Also, I wondered how he would cook ‘Mr. Choi’.
Mr. Choi is also a formidable adversary, so he should be able to show an interesting story.
‘Good night. I will pass on my everything to you.’
In this way, Jang Tae-geon accepted Jeong Seong-min as his disciple.
After that, he only trained basic physical strength for a while, but it was a hard training that was close to hell training that no one could digest even though the horse was ‘basic’.
However, Jeong Seong-min digested all of them while growing his business.
It was truly a demon mad for revenge.
‘Found!!! I found it, I found it, I found it!!!!’
Jang Tae-gun was excited.
He thought that now that he was a retired soldier, all he had to do was go through a boring life or die, but he was able to enjoy unexpected fun. Jeong Seong-min’s talent for absorbing technology like a teaching sponge was admirable.
‘This is the guy!! It’s this guy! He is my art!!’
Jang Tae-gun had an erection.
I literally got an erection looking at Jung Sung-min.
Even so, Jang Tae-gun was able to intuit by looking at Jung Sung-min.
Jang Tae-gun was certain that his talent for absorbing all the techniques he taught, his innate body and his reflexes, his sensible senses and combat intelligence could become a murder weapon that would surpass him.
That’s how he became determined to achieve the ultimate art through Jung Sung-min.
‘Keuk kkuk kkuk kkuh…’
After that day, Jang Tae-gun thought of Jung Sung-min all day long.
What shall I teach you today? What will I teach you tomorrow?
If you put it into practice, can you kill people without hesitation?
Will this guy feel the same joy in killing as I do?
Can we be one
‘Master. Please don’t make weird faces again.’
However, this guy keeps crashing.
I want to tell you the true taste of murder, but I won’t cross that line.
But what if that guy becomes a murderer like me?
Can I really beat that guy?
Can I beat that guy who absorbed all of my skills…
Can we become one
‘Master. Please come to your senses.’
However, Jang Tae-gun, who had a sinister expression on his face, was scolded again.
Originally, a person who has his heart stolen by one or the other is bound to be ‘Eul’, so Jang Tae-gun had no choice but to become Jung Sung-min’s E.
‘If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t come out for training.’
So, when Jeong Seong-min boycotted training, Jang Tae-gun had to beg.
I still have a lot of things to teach you, but if you don’t come to training, what am I supposed to live for?
‘Oh no! There are many postures to do with you! I want to use a new technique tailored to your body!’
‘…There will be no training tomorrow.’
‘What, what!? I can’t! I’ve got a bunch for you! That’s three days’ worth of money!’
‘Please be more specific.’
‘I have piled up bullet casings for you!!’
‘I’ll go.’
‘No, Seongmin-ah! Master didn’t do well-!’
-Whee-oh-oh…
A wind that cools your head.
Jeong Seong-min opened his closed eyes.
Recalling the immature teacher in Korea, I picked up the phone.
Dozens of unread messages arrived from him.
“…”
Jung Sung-min put the phone back in his pocket.
After finishing his morning workout, he returned to his lodgings, took a shower, and changed his underwear.
“…”
But one, two, three.
3 pairs of panties are missing.
How did it happen?
Since Lee Ha-young recently lost one, it means two panties are missing…
“…”
What do you need to be concerned about?
Anyway, there are plenty of extra panties.
Or just tell Lee Ha-young to go faster.
Jung Sung-min thought nothing of it and pushed his underwear drawer.
After changing his clothes and putting on a bast cotton ball, he walked to the conference room.
Today was the last day of the meeting ahead of the ‘All-Out War’ that will be held tomorrow.
***
Total war.
A tactic in which you literally pour everything you have into destroying the enemy.
The leadership led by Lee Ha-young judged that the chance of winning this all-out war was over 80%. The base was the explosives I and Ahn Ji-yeon had installed, and the difference in troops due to the alliance. And I had a ‘special operation’ in mind that Ahn Ji-yeon and I would carry out.
“Генеральная атака состоится через два дня в 3 часа ночи…”
So, I was listening to Lee Ha-young’s fluent Russian in one ear and letting it out in the other.
I couldn’t understand Russian anyway, and the only things I had to worry about were ‘explosives management’ and ‘special operations’, so I didn’t really care about anything else. They just pretend to listen.
“…”
However, there was one annoying gaze.
Ivan Elena, who has been staring at me since earlier.
As if she wasn’t interested in the meeting, she’s been staring at me with a blatant gaze since earlier. She was staring away at her pretending she didn’t know, and I decided to respond to those eyes by turning her head.
-Smile.
As I blended her gaze with her, she smiled at me with her smile.
She seemed quite confident in her looks, given that she was pretending to be pretty deadly.
Her facial expressions and gestures are not skills she has ever flirted with one or two men.
“Elena.”
At that time, Lee Ha-young called her with her cold eyes.
And he said something in Russian, but Elena cleared her throat and looked away, so she seemed to be paying attention.
“…Hmm.”
But I’m still thinking about Ivan Elena from a while ago.
Rumors from her say that there is no man who fell for her because she seduced her, but all the men who fell for her were sucked out of her sweet water and abandoned. In that sense, Dmitri might have been beaten by that bitch too.
‘It’s like a dead end drama, but there’s a point.’
The boss’s her girlfriend and her boss’s right-hand man who loves her.
A romantic romance that is often seen in dramas and movies.
It might be possible if it was Elena’s appearance or personality.
It could be called a swordsman, but she had a strange charm that attracted men.
Seeing as there were quite a number of guys who secretly glanced at her ahead of this important meeting, it seemed clear that she had an arrow.
Should I really say that she is the daughter of the first mafia chief?
There is probably no man who would look at her explosive body and not think of her sex.
“I’ll also tell you the mission of our side.”
Anyway, while thinking about Elena, Lee Ha-young began to outline her operation to my men. As a result, the Russians quickly lost concentration and did other things or chatted among their colleagues, but Elena was the only one listening to Lee Ha-young.
Tapping her fingers and nodding her head seemed to understand her every word.
She said, ‘Did she say she had a gifted education?’
Ivan Elena.
She is the daughter of the first mafia chairman, and she is said to have such a brilliant mind that she became a member of Mensa at a young age.
She is told that when she was young she received a brief education for gifted children, in the process she may have learned the geographically close Korean language. Perhaps she is fluent in Korean, judging by the way she nods her head as she listens to Lee Ha-young.
“Then we will end the meeting.”
So the meeting ended quickly.
It was something that most of us were familiar with anyway, and Lee Ha-young prepared it perfectly with great care, so there was nothing to ask or question.
– Dripping.
So I got up.
I was about to go to a night training session to warm up my body.
“Master.”
At that time, a dedicated interpreter called me.
Looking back, Elena was standing with him.
She looked at me and smiled provocatively.
“He said he wants to talk to the master separately.”
An interpreter who conveys her business on her behalf.
However, I didn’t show much reaction.
It was more important to tricep now than it was that year.
“Я знаю твое настоящее лицо”
But before he even turned down her offer, she jumped first.
With his unique alluring expression, he said something meaningful.
“… I, master.”
And as if to prove this, the interpreter carefully borrowed my ear with a puzzled expression.
Intrigued, I listened intently and waited for the interpreter’s next words.
“Elena says she knows the true face of the master.”
“…”
You know my face
I always wore a face mask, so how did you find out?
Ghost year.
“Tell me to follow you.”
The interpreter immediately translated my words into Russian.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Elena gently pushed the interpreter away and smiled.
I guess that means you don’t need an interpreter.
-Jerbuck. That buck that buck
So I immediately moved on.
Since she seemed to want to talk to me alone, she grabbed the interpreter and walked off to a remote location. After confirming that there was no one around her, I looked down at her and opened her mouth.
“Funny. Did you see my face How did you see it?”
Except for the dorm, I almost always wore a face mask.
Even if I took it off, I took it off after making sure no one was there.
But how did she see my face?
“Whoops…”
Before she speaks, she smiles at me.
Moonlight blonde hair and pure white skin.
Alluring eyes and lips.
“Bok Shin-hul, I looked up at him.”
However, her Korean language is absurdly clumsy.
However, she still continued her words with a fatal expression.
“Hey Shemmin. Let’s meet, Bankawo yoho.”
