3 Rounds by Myself

13 – New Concept Fighting Power (2)

Cold sweat drips down.

If I didn’t obey the words of those who were obedient, I had no intention of wielding a sword ignorantly.

In an instant, 50,000 thoughts flowed through my mind.

If you look at the movie, the main character subdues these cancer-like guys at once and throws out a cool line.

But Siwoon doesn’t have the ability to do that.

I have good eyes with a very comprehensive range than others.

That was all.

Unless Siwoon is a skilled fighter, how can these giants fight with swords in their hands?

What should I do? I thought I might be kidnapped and imprisoned,

My head was confused.

“Are you thinking of running away like a rat?”

Suddenly, a man grabbed Siwoon from the back of the neck! Snatched

As soon as a single moan came out, my heart weakened.

“Why are you doing this in broad daylight?”

“Hey, burn this bastard.”

When the man who grabbed the back of his neck spoke to the man next to him, he nodded and held Siwoon’s waist.

‘Damn it!’

Should I even shout here?

But just now, the bloody eyes of these thugs melted with murder.

No sound came out from the terrified cage.

If you try to escape from here,

It’s definitely a situation where you could die instantly from being stabbed by that knife.

Besides, there is not a single person passing by.

Once you follow their words,

I think I should calmly look for opportunities by coaxing them with words.

The car door opens violently, and the man who throws Si-woon in slams the car door! Closed

Siwoon shook his head as much as he could.

‘I need to wake up first.’

Booung- The car is starting with a sudden acceleration.

As soon as I got into the car and the door closed, life began to flash in the men’s eyes.

The air flowed suffocatingly.

“……….”

Siwoon didn’t say anything.

The man driving the car glanced at his eyes in the side mirror and looked at Siwoon.

The feeling of intimidation is beyond words.

‘How do I get out of here?’

‘What are these guys doing?’

‘Should I please these bastards by gently coaxing them?’

‘If I made a mistake… ….’

I was thinking about tens of thousands of things in the car when I heard someone’s voice suddenly pass by.

– Kim Sang-pyo is the leader of the Saju faction. He was currently on the run and it is believed that the thugs helped them escape.

A few days ago, a sergeant at the Gangdong-gu Police Station said this.

‘Can these bastards?’

A vehicle that was busily moving along the main road began to stop.

“Get off.”

The gangster next to him opened the door himself and said with a chin gesture.

Siwoon shrank his body and got out of the car with his spirits down and stepped on the ground.

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He raised his head.

The only things that stand out are two drums. And the angular lumber placed next to it.

There was no one around on the floor full of dirt.

It was just an empty lot.

The cool air touched my skin.

A man who looks like a gang leader is calmly exhaling cigarette smoke on a portable iron chair.

Extraordinary spirit flowed from him who was silent.

“Seungchan hyung. I brought you, brother.”

The man who grabbed Siwoon by the back of his neck said politely.

Then the man who had been smoking a cigarette in silence raised his head and glanced at Lee Si-woon with unfocused eyes.

‘That bastard’s eyes. Full of life It’s different from these idiots.’

Siwoon gulped down his saliva and avoided his gaze.

Toouk-

A cigarette butt was thrown from the man’s hand, split in half, and sparks could be heard.

Turb. Turbuck.

Then the sound of a man’s approaching footsteps grows louder and louder in Siwoon’s ears.

‘I’m not like the rest of the idiots who took me by force. You have to be alert to live.’

“It’s you.”

The huge appearance of a man approaching right in front of his nose.

As he wiggled his thick eyebrows and shook his neck from side to side, he heard a thud-bone crunching sound.

Siwoon was so frightened that his lower body didn’t even have the strength to stand up.

The man, whose entire body was covered with vicious tattoos that were different from the tattoos of the two thugs, opened his eyes.

The hidden life was about to come out.

Moment.

I could see the right leg of a man named Seungchan approaching me in three dimensions.

It was as if time had stopped.

In a very three-dimensional and detailed manner, the man’s stout legs were flying into my eyes.

“Kuk!!”

However, it could not be avoided.

The man’s leg hit Siwoon’s side as it was.

A feeling of folding in the spine.

Ouch! Siwoon collapsed as he let out a scream.

I couldn’t breathe as if the air around me was dry.

“Keah ha….”

The two idiots are taking a step behind him, holding his hands behind his back and staring blankly at him.

“Are you sick?”

The man’s footwork was very fast.

It’s certainly a self-evident fact that he’s a gangster who uses his fists quite a bit, but he’s exceptional.

Seungchan Yang.

As the right hand of Sajupa Kim Sang-pyo, he is a tough guy who works alone with other gang members who are said to have a lot of fights or fights one by one.

Thanks to his fists, which are heavier than most martial arts players, in the organized world, this man named Yang Seung-chan was actually considered more of a threat than the action leader brand.

‘I can’t breathe.’

I only got hit once, but the pain that comes from it is tremendous.

It’s the first time I’ve ever been hit so hard in my life.

“Wake up. You’re a f*cking kid.”

Siwoon looked at him as he wrapped his arms around his side.

Then he struggles to stand up on the ground.

He’s only been hit once, and the blood circulation in his body feels clogged.

Paak- Another dull sound was heard.

I slammed my face on the floor all at once again without any screams of pain.

“Turn off… Aww!”

This time, I couldn’t tell if it was a hand or a foot, or what came flying.

Red blood flowed from Siwoon’s mouth.

A gritty iron taste in your mouth.

“Wake up, you motherf*cker. You have to pay the price for messing with my older brother.”

I don’t want to stand up.

If I stand up anyway, I will be hit with hammer-like fists and fall down,

Because the man will intimidate you to stand up like an ottogi again.

“Ugh……….”

Siwoon didn’t stand up for a few seconds and only groaned. Seungchan’s expression twisted in an instant.

His brutal kicks continued like a bomber dropping missiles.

Paak! f*ck! f*ck! Puck!!

Siwoon’s hair was shaking from being beaten so frantically.

When the pain was unbearable enough to split his head, Siwoon desperately raised both of his hands to block his face.

“You dare to block it with your hand? This f*cking bastard hey! How much did you eat as a bounty? I’ll step on you as many times as you ate.”

Seungchan kicked Shiwoon’s head without hesitation.

Bahah!!

As he kicked with all his weight as if kicking a soccer ball, Siwoon let out a howling moan and bounced off.

The shock was so strong that I felt dizzy as if I would pass out right away.

His kicking was not at the level of ordinary people.

The man raised his leg again and persistently stepped on Siwoon’s face.

Quaaak-

Siwoon blocked his kicks several times with his hands.

At least he blocked it with his nimble hands, so if he had been hit by Seungchan’s kick while lying down, his face would have sunk.

‘Ahh… I can’t die like this. I mean, this life can’t be so empty….’

That moment.

Seungchan’s feet jumped up.

And the motion felt very slow until right before his face touched it.

I was stepped on and stepped on again and again to the point where I got used to drawing what the back of a man’s shoes looked like even with my eyes closed.

Only the face.

“You only cleverly block your face? You don’t want your face to get hurt though, do you? The boy became like a girl. Anyway, you’re dead today. Just don’t stop, that’s right.”

Qua-Zig

“Quaaagh!!”

Siwoon’s right shoulder was hit precisely by Seungchan’s heel.

Feels like my arm is breaking. At the same time, he felt his shoulders burn.

‘Keugh. This pain… It’s the same as the pain I suffered in my previous life.’

Seung-chan stopped beating, as if he felt relieved after defeating Si-woon.

“Whoa….”

Then, he puts his arm around his waist and lets out a long, deep breath.

Yang Seung-chan swept back his tousled hair with vigorous movements and looked down at Shi-woon from above and smiled.

“That’s right, so you’re a little distracted, right? You know now that you were wrong.”

“……….”

“Oi, look at this bastard. Surprisingly, did you not pass out even after being hit by my kick? Is this kid secretly tough?”

“That… Please stop. Please.”

Siwoon cried and begged.

“What is that, it’s just the beginning.”

Seungchan smiled sinisterly.

Then he grabs Siwoon’s hair.

“Ugh.”

All Siwoon can do now is moan in pain.

His hair was grabbed and he was forcibly dragged around.

And Seungchan’s fist flew like lightning.

Moment.

A creaking sound came from Siwoon’s shoulder.

I could feel the tissue surrounding my shoulder wriggling.

Paak!

A terrifyingly dull plosive sound was heard.

That was the sound from Seungchan.

Yang Seung-chan staggered his body and fell back as he swung back.

‘…… ?’

Siwoon looked at the staggering Seungchan.

‘What is it? Apparently, my right arm moved on its own.’

“Brother!!”

Two thugs waiting in the back came running wide-eyed.

Seungchan staggered his leg, then stood up and gestured to the thugs not to come.

“Ha. Look at this bastard Did you hit me now?”

I couldn’t understand English.

Obviously he didn’t do anything, but in the blink of an eye, Seungchan’s face was pulled back.

Seungchan’s right snowball was stained red.

“Come to work.”

Seungchan came running with his eyes wide open.

Seungchan’s jaw caught his eye as he bit his molars tightly.

‘Coming!’

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Seungchan’s right hook pierces Shiwoon’s face making the sound of the wind. However, for some reason, Siwoon is standing still.

“Avoid this?”

Seung-chan, who was overcome with anger, clenched his fists tightly and rushed at him as if to kill him.

At that moment, Siwoon Lee’s right shoulder began to wriggle strangely, and Siwoon’s right fist began to fly at its own will.

Toward Seungchan’s face.

Bahah!

The sound of his nose bone being smashed was heard.

“Gaaa….”

Kung-!!

“Tongue, brother!!”

By the time Siwoon came back to his senses and stepped back, Yang Seungchan was already lying sprawled on the dirt floor.

‘No way.’

From behind Siwoon’s dazed gaze, a rough voice was heard.

“This… This is the size of a dog’s dick! How dare you, my older brother!”

Two frenzied hunks came running at the same time, shaking chunks of flesh.

It was like two wild boars losing their temper and running towards their prey.

And.

A fist the size of a pot lid flies at Siwoon at random.

However.

I can already see all their movements.

The punch did not reach Shiwoon, and he only tapped the empty air.

Flash!

Siun Lee forgot his fear and opened his eyes.

‘Come. Now that this has happened, I’ll relieve all the stress I’ve received over three lives, to you guys today.’