Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 101

< The King of Fists, He is no ordinary master >

“Chan-ah, is this really going to happen?”

When a man named Jeong Chan began to smash and destroy the store, the owner of the crockery store grabbed Jeong Chan by the waist and tried to stop him. Jeong Chan, unconcerned, continued to kick and destroy everything he saw.

The shop owner shouted.

"I'll have to sell this to pay the bribe, or else! Why are you destroying it? There are many people around me who are injured, so I've spent a lot of money on medicine and the doctor's bills. I'm not saying I won't pay, I'm just asking you to delay it a little…"

Jeongchan suddenly turned around and slapped the owner in the face while he was talking.

slap!

The shop owner, who was hit by Jeongchan for the first time, grabbed his cheek with a surprised expression.

Jeongchan said.

"Mr. Gong, is bribery a joke? I thought you said you'd destroy the store if I was late again."

The shop owner, who had been slapped, glared at Jeong-chan with an angry expression, then went inside and came out holding a kitchen knife and handed it to Jeong-chan.

“야이, 정찬 이 개새끼야. 그냥 날 죽여라. 돈이 있어야 줄 거 아니냐. 정찬아, 이 동네에서 자란 놈이 너무 그러면 안 돼. 네가 사람 새끼냐? 동네에서 놀고먹던 놈들 다 묵룡당(墨龍堂)에 들어가기만 하면 왜 그 모양이냐? 동네 어른들이 네놈 어렸을 때 고아라고 집으로 불러서 밥도 먹이고 만두 하나라도 챙겨준 걸 기억 못해! 이 짐승만도 못한 새끼야, 너 그러면 안 되는 거다.”

Jeongchan's face turned bright red.

“This crazy old man is really······.”

When Jeongchan kicked the shop owner in the stomach, the shop owner dropped the kitchen knife and fell backwards.

At this moment, surprisingly, the owner of the store who was watching from the other side shouted.

“야! 정찬! 이 개새끼야. 거 좀 적당히 하라고. 진짜 이러다가 피 볼 거야? 자네들이 우리를 보호해주겠다고 상납금을 받는 거지. 가게 다 부수고 공가(公家)네 피까지 보려고 상납금을 받는 거야? 공가네 장례가 겹쳐서 장사 며칠 못했던 거 뻔히 알면서 그래? 진짜 이러면 우리도 가만히 안 있어.”

Jeongchan started to swear.

"Hey, what the hell, are all these old people crazy? Are they just trying to set the mood by saying that some kid came here to collect bribes? Everyone… Are they just ignoring me because I grew up in this neighborhood?"

Jeongchan picked up a kitchen knife and held it up to the shop owner's face.

"Sir, are you really going to end it here and call it a day? Do you want me to do that?"

The shop owner looked at the entrance as if he was about to say something.

A young man stood leaning against the door with his arms crossed, watching.

The shop owner shook his head and gestured.

“I’m not open for business today, so go.”

It was a signal to stay out. Nevertheless, the man looked around the ruined store, then looked at Jeongchan and asked.

“How much is the deposit?”

It was a low, low voice, but it was a voice that was clearly imprinted in my ears.

Jeongchan sighed.

“All kinds of shit is getting in the way.”

Jeongchan spun the kitchen knife he was holding in his hand in the air, then grabbed it again and threw it at the man who had intervened.

Whack! Whack!

A kitchen knife flew fiercely, slicing past the man's face and embedding itself in the pillar at the entrance.

Only then did Jeongchan turn his head and glare at the man before speaking.

“Where did you come from?”

If you throw a kitchen knife, you're bound to dodge, but the man stood motionless. Of course, he knew the knife wouldn't fly straight into his face.

The man with his arms crossed was Dan Woo-seong, who had entered Nam Heuk-do's sphere of influence.

Danwoo Seong asked Jeongchan again.

“Are you deaf? How much is the bribe?”

Only then did Jeongchan turn around, eyebrows furrowed, and examine Danwooseong closely. He was seeing the man for the first time.

He was wearing clothes that were very popular among young people on the streets these days, and his hair, which he had started growing out, was tied back.

He was a man of rare beauty, and his well-proportioned physique was clearly evident in his clothes.

'what?'

Jeongchan immediately thought that Danwooseong might have been sent by the opposing forces.

“Who are you? Did you come from Cheongui Party?”

As Dan Woo-seong strode towards him, Jeong Chan frowned and then threw a fist at Dan Woo-seong's face.

As soon as Danwoo Seong grabbed his fist, he twisted it, pulled it out, and threw it at the pillar where the kitchen knife was stuck.

Jung Chan, who had been floating through the air like a kitchen knife, moved violently, colliding with a pillar and falling. He hadn't been thrown to kill, so he only coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The store owner spoke as if something big had happened.

"Customer, that… I appreciate your help, but he's a member of the Mukryongdang. Don't kill him. It'll only make matters worse. Did you come from somewhere else? The Mukryongdang has taken over this place."

For some reason, even the owners of the stores had strong personalities and were as quick-witted as Kang Ho-in.

Danwoo-seong glared at Jeongchan and asked the store owner.

“Is Cheongui Hall nearby?”

"Cheonguidang and Mukryongdang are both nearby. The border is just a street away."

Danwoo Sung looked at Jeongchan, who was looking up at him with blood all over his mouth, and kicked him in the face.

With a bang, Jeongchan's face turned around, and one of his front teeth popped out of his mouth and flew somewhere in the store.

A stream of blood spurted from Jeongchan's mouth and fell to the floor with a splash.

Danwoo Seong asked.

“Is the Mukryongdang a member of the House Night Alliance?”

As soon as the word "house blindness" came up, not only the store owner but even Jeongchan's face turned pale.

Jeongchan responded while touching his chin.

“No. It’s a difficult place to get into.”

“Speak up. If you don’t want to get beaten up again.”

“Okay, but who are you? It’s my first time meeting you.”

Jeongchan looked at Danwoo-seong and swallowed the blood that was gathering in his mouth.

Danwoo Seong asked.

"I don't know. Why is your force called a party? It's not a wave."

There was no such explanation in the information provided by the Murim Alliance.

Jeongchan said.

"Using the word 'party' means potentially acknowledging your position as a member of the House Alliance… Most people use the word 'party.' Smaller groups that aspire to join the House Alliance often add the word 'party' or 'group' to the end of their organizational names."

The House Night Alliance was a place where small black powers wanted to enter, and it seemed like the House Night Alliance was selectively recruiting its members. Of course, this was also partly due to the Murim Alliance.

Danwoo Sung kicked Jeongchan's foot as if telling him to get up, then spoke.

“Guide me to Mukryongdang.”

As Jeongchan got up and Danwooseong was about to leave······.

The shop owner spoke cautiously from behind, as if he was expecting something.

"I'm sorry, but please spare that child. He's an orphan, a poor thing. The Mukryongdang is the one who made them like that. He used to be good."

Danwoo-seong looked back at the store owner, who was worried about others, as if he couldn't help it.

Even the store owners were from a unique area.

Who the hell cares about whom?

I saw a guy named Jeong Chan destroy store items and get beaten up.

Danwoo Seong said to the store owner.

“I can’t guarantee that it was good in the past.”

The shop owner looked at Dan Woo-seong's expression and nodded several times as if he had no choice.

“But please take good care of it. Please take a look.”

As soon as Danwoo Seong turned around, he hit Jeongchan on the back of the head.

puck!

As Jeongchan staggered forward and walked away, Danwoo-seong followed him and asked.

"You hit someone like that? Are you a human? Aren't you going to answer?"

Jeongchan looked forward and replied.

“I don’t think I’m a human being because I haven’t seen my parents.”

At this confident answer, Dan Woo-seong chuckled and stopped walking. As Dan Woo-seong stopped walking, Jeong Chan also stopped and glared at him.

Danwoo Seong said.

"Who taught you such nonsense? Just using stories you heard makes you seem like you have something to gain. You're not a human being, are you? Are you?"

Jeongchan replied.

"yes."

Danwoo Seong said.

“I want to lie down and crawl on all fours, just be a human baby.”

“I’ll just be a human.”

“Anyway, the neighborhood is really good.”

The atmosphere was so rough that even the passing dogs seemed to be black.

As Jeongchan walked a few steps in silence, a woman in a cotton veil approached him, clutching two ice cubes in her hands. Her face was invisible, but her figure was truly magnificent, and her attire, like that of a fairy, made her unmistakable.

Even in the midst of all this, Jeongchan was secretly amazed.

'Wow, what is it?'

The unidentified man who had been beating him from behind spoke.

“Is it ice cream again?”

“I bought some for my brother too.”

Baekyak, wearing a cotton swab, approached and offered Danwoo Sung a piece of ice. Danwoo Sung accepted it as if he had no other choice, and the two of them chased after Jeongchan while sucking on the ice.

When Jeongchan turned around with a very surprised expression, Danwoosung said.

“Don’t look at me.”

Jeongchan walked forward again, his eyes focused on the front, but his eavesdropping ears were focused on the sounds behind him.

Baekyak asked, clinging much closer to Danwoosung than before.

“Where are you going?”

“It’s Mukryongdang.”

“Oh, you’re a member of the House Night Club?”

“I don’t think so.”

Baekyak stared blankly up at Danwoo. He seemed to dislike eating the ice cream as he walked, slurping it down as if it were practically melting, which seemed a little amusing.

“How about some ice cream?”

“It’s so sweet.”

Baekyak smiled brightly inside the cotton swab.

“I don’t feel like eating alone. There’s so much delicious food.”

Danwoo Sung took the ice cube out of his mouth and burst into laughter.

"ha ha ha······."

It was a curious thing. After leaving the Murim Alliance and embarking on his journey, Baekyak's personality had gradually brightened. Perhaps this was the power of travel. But Danwooseong's personality had also brightened. As Baekyak's personality brightened, Danwooseong, knowingly or unknowingly, was being influenced.

Jeongchan, who had been beaten up, tilted his head as he walked forward, looking ahead.

'Wow, those crazy bastards sucking on ice on the street… This is going crazy.'

As Jeongchan thrust his tongue into his front teeth, his tongue poked out from the gap where his large front teeth had fallen out. Now, it was difficult to even show his teeth and smile.

'It's annoying. It's irritating.'

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When Danwoosung disappeared······.

All the nearby shop owners gathered around and looked at Mr. Gong. The lumber shop owner asked.

“Gongga, are you okay?”

“I was hit by a ghost, but is it okay?

“Arthur. That young man was acting a bit unusual earlier. What do you think will happen to the Mukryongbang?”

Mr. Gong said.

“I’ve been doing business on this street for thirty years.”

“This is bullshit again. What do you want me to do?”

Mr. Gong said, clenching his fist.

"I know because I once punched him, but that guy's for real. The Mukryongdang is going to be completely destroyed. Neither I nor you will have to pay any bribes for a while. Everyone knows that."

“Really? You said you weren’t going to pay?”

"Trust me. I'm a very good judge of character. I'm going to get smashed, so buy me a drink when I do. I told you clearly."

Mr. Gong, who had been slapped, stood by the pillar with a somewhat smug expression, looking at the townspeople. They were delighted, as if they were looking at a divine prophet.

Mr. Gong spoke to the people.

"I'm talking about the kitchen knife. That bastard Jeongchan threw it with incredible force. The kitchen knife flew right into these two eyes, and he didn't even blink. What does that mean? It means he's a master. And he's no ordinary master."

To the people, Mr. Gong seemed like a hidden master. But he was beaten by Jeong Chan, so that couldn't be the case.

Even the merchants here had a dark atmosphere.

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By the way, as the store owner said, the King of Kwon, who was no ordinary expert, arrived at Mukryongdang and looked up at the sign.

<The King of Fists, He's Not an Ordinary Master> End

ⓒ Eugene Sung