"You...... You...... Maniac ......"

"Everyone is responsible for their own actions, I don't want to take care of things, I'm not interested in the business of the underground world, whether it's your Seoul community or the Vietnamese, whatever you want, even if anyone unifies the Korean underworld and creates another Yakuza, triad, and mafia, I have no opinion. However, whoever dares to put his hand on my head, I will chop off his hand, and whoever dares to touch the people around me, I will make his life worse than death!"

"If you take revenge on one person for Yang Guang, I will kill a high-ranking family, and then watch him painfully hold the photos of his parents, wife and daughter, curse me, and curse himself...... You say, how long can you last if you continue to kill like this? for a day, for two days, or for a month, for a year?"

The phone hung up, and the hoarse voice like a demon gradually faded from his ears.

But Mr. Bai was colorless, holding the phone blankly, and his eyes were full of fear like substance.

The fear came from the threat of the other person, and from the insane and indifferent nature of the person on the other end of the phone.

No matter how dark, dirty, and chaotic the underworld is in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, since it is called "society", it naturally has its own order, and it also pursues the overall rule of the entire big society - profit first! No matter how powerful the fight between the gangsters is, it is nothing more than to survive, from the president of a club below, peripheral members, core members, and even gangsters all have their own demands, and the balance between this demand and interests makes the real gangsters fight actually maintain a certain bottom line, and when they cross this bottom line, the result is often that both sides lose, and then they are picked up by others.

Hence the clash of the underworld. In fact, they are usually more restrained, and there are very few things that are wiped out, let alone harm to their families.

But the person on the other end of the computer obviously didn't mind breaking the order, and he didn't seem to be just talking, Mr. Bai knew a little bit about the conflict between Yang Enpai and him, probably because Yang Guang had kidnapped a girl next to him and was going to ask him out to meet. Outcome. It's just such a small move that has caused the disaster of annihilation.

Is...... Unreasonable!

Mr. Bai closed his eyes bitterly, and Lance stepped forward and took the phone from his ear. The cold blade was pressed to the face again: "Remember. I'm going to bring these words to your president, or something. If you talk about it, everyone will be safe in the future...... Well, actually, I personally want everyone to fight the best. This world is too boring, but it's a pity that I can't call the shots!"

He smacked his lips regretfully.

…… It's all crazy......

Mr. Bai bitterly heard the soft sound of the blade, it broke through the air and slashed towards him, in the faint sound, a puff of blood splashed on his face, there was a heavy object next to him fell to the ground, struggling, and the leaky breath sounded in his ears like a magic spell, and after a long time, all this slowly faded away.

When he opened his eyes again, he was alone in the empty space, his shadow dragging lonely on the wall behind him as the light shone coldly......

……

Hanging up the phone, Ahn Jun-hyuk did not take the so-called threat of the one-hearted faction to heart, there is a Chinese proverb that the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the stunned is afraid of dying. It may be an exaggeration to say that he will not want to die, but for him, when reason can no longer protect him and the safety of those around him, he does not lack the courage to take a desperate gamble.

He has been in the dark world, in his understanding, the so-called gangsters are actually like wild dogs, if you want them to stop drooling around you, you must have the courage to spare everything, desperately injured and beat them, they will naturally escape with their tails between their legs, after all, no matter how violent they are, the gangsters are not a disciplined army after all, and wild dogs cannot become heroes.

Yang Guang died, the Yang En faction was destroyed, this time the matter is over, how the Yixin faction will react in the future, there is no need to worry about it at this time, it is nothing more than peace talks or fire. He has more power in his hands than only gangsters, and money can make his methods extremely flexible, and he can create all kinds of pressure on the so-called alliance of the one-minded faction from various directions - such as investigations from official violent agencies, "communication" with the procuratorate, and inviting the other party's high-level officials to stay at the police station for one night in turn.

He's getting bored.

There are too many bandages on his body, he is inconvenient to move, and he can't go anywhere for the time being, and Yuan Cheng Lance is careless, this shelter doesn't even have a TV, let alone a computer.

The only entertainment of the day was to play poker with Taeyeon, and at night, the two of them had a casual takeout meal, and the rest of the time was a little unsure of how to spend the rest of the time, he lay on the bed, Taeyeon lay on the chaise longue, chatting idly, the indoor lights were dim, only a distant light from the window shone brightly, providing a faint illumination.

When she put away her phone, Taeyeon, who was covered with a blanket on the side of the recliner, raised her head slightly: "Oppa's words...... Sounds scary......"

"Huh, are you scared?"

"No, I just found out that OPPA will have such crazy times. The girl chuckled softly, and after a while, asked in a low voice, "Oppa, when did you start...... Well...... What about contact with the underworld?"

"When exactly...... I don't remember exactly, but because I remember something, do you want to hear it?"

"Hmm!" Taeyeon nodded.

Ahn Junhyuk, who was a little bored, adjusted his sleeping position, looked at the ceiling above his head that was cast by the lights casting a strange shadow, recalled for a moment, and then said: "The first time I came into contact with the underworld, I was just in middle school, I used to be very honest, and I was always a good child with good grades when I was in elementary school, and therefore, when I first entered junior high school, some seniors in the school who collected protection money had a big impact on me - ah, it turned out that it could be like this!"

"But I didn't think much of it at the time, until one day, Jisoo got into a fight with the little girl in the neighborhood......"

He said slowly, the cause is actually not a big deal, but Jisoo saw that the neighbor's child had a pair of beautiful little leather shoes, and when the two were playing games, she tried them on, but accidentally scratched the upper.

The distressed little girl said a few words to her, but I don't know what to say, Jisoo probably felt that her self-esteem was hurt, and the two fought.

The final deal was that the neighbor came to the house, forced his mother to apologize for accompaniment, and lost the money for the shoes to settle it, of course, Jisoo was also beaten by his mother.

On other children, most of the days were at a loss and didn't know what to do, but he took everything into account.

He began to wonder, why is it that everyone is the same age, that girl has a pair of beautiful leather shoes, but Jisoo does not? Why can someone else's family eat beef and pork three times a day, and his mother only lost the money for a pair of leather shoes, so he frowned worriedly, sat under the lamp and lit the remaining banknotes over and over again, as if a few more times could give one more?

Why does his family live in the most barren and cramped place at the foot of the mountain, and the city of Busan, not far away, is full of high-rise buildings that occupy a wide area, stand majestically, and are resplendent in gold?

That day, he climbed the mountain, squatted on a rock, and overlooked Busan, which was like a pearl under the night, and thought a lot.

After some time, he changed schools again and transferred to Haeundae with the change of his mother's job, and on that day, he met Cha Won-sung, who collected his protection money, and he beat them up and got the first money from them - that money, a few weeks later, he bought Jisoo a pair of leather shoes under the pretext of working salary.

Seeing his sister's smiling face, he felt some kind of strange satisfaction for the first time.

It turns out that if you want the person you care about to be happy, you can't just protect her, there are many other ways, and those ways usually need money to do it.

Now while talking to Taeyeon, while reminiscing, starting from being a thug who collects protection money, which is the foundation of the underworld structure, when he went into the darkness, it also represents the transformation of his mind.

As a small talk, such a topic seems to be a bit heavy, and after saying it, Taeyeon didn't speak again for a long time, and the two of them quietly lay under the covers, thinking about their own things.

Time passed quietly in silence, he lay for an unknown amount of time, his injury had not healed, sleepiness hit his mind again, he yawned slightly, he closed his eyes, his brain became blurred in a sleepy and hazy sense of vanity, and his thoughts began to be chaotic, just as he was about to fall asleep, Taeyeon on the side of the recliner turned over and suddenly startled him.

"Oppa, are you asleep?"

There was still a little hazy, unresponsive brain, and I didn't think to answer for a while, over there Taeyeon sat up from the chaise longue, his eyes opened a slit, and in the picture, the girl sitting on the recliner was strangling the ankle of the injured foot with one hand, and the gauze-wrapped toes seemed to be twitching involuntarily, she bit her lip tightly, and in the dim light, her already white face was as pale as white paper.

Her wounds are in pain......

Ahn Junhyuk was a little stunned, and then felt guilty.

Today, Taeyeon has always taken care of him, helped him pour water, and helped him carry things, because he is not good at walking, and even helps him go to the toilet, but she is also an injury, especially the injury of the thumb nail of her right foot, perhaps for the girl, every walk is a painful torture.

But I didn't hear a word from her.

Watching silently, until the labor pains seemed to have passed, Taeyeon pale face, lay back on the chaise longue, he opened his eyes, and in the faint light, looked at the undulating lines of the girl outlined by the sheets.

The chaise longue was uncomfortable to fall asleep in, and for the next ten minutes, Taeyeon kept tossing and turning, sometimes getting up and pulling the futon under her so that it wouldn't slip off, and sometimes trying to lay the chaise longue more flat.

I didn't fall asleep for a long time.

He quietly looked at her silent figure, and at one moment, he looked up as if he had just been awakened by her, "Taeyeon, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Uh......"

"Isn't it cold, come to bed!" (to be continued......)