Genius Grandson of the Loan Shark King

Throw it away as dog food

Incheon Port, where autumn rain is falling.

There, members of the Cheonha Group were moving busily.

"Hey, hey! Handle that carefully. It's more valuable than your body."

"Brother. Do you know how often we do this? Don't worry and go inside and rest. It's more uncomfortable to stand there."

A member of the organization who was taking out items from a container waved his hand and scolded Kim Pan-su who was nagging him.

"It's bullshit even if these kids worry about it!"

"Oh, brother. Please go! Do some work."

These members of the Im Hwa-su faction had a friendly, family-like atmosphere rather than a rigid hierarchy.

While working, we would joke around with each other and occasionally hear laughter.

Kim Pan-su watched his subordinates work for a moment before moving on.

He headed towards the eaves of the warehouse to avoid the rain and put a cigarette in his mouth.

"Winter is almost here and it's raining and it's fucking crazy."

He muttered, looking up at the dark sky, blowing out thick smoke.

"What are you doing?"

Kim Pan-su's impressions were completely shattered by the appearance of a man.

He turned his head towards the voice, confirmed who it was, and frowned.

"Eight! Why was my dream so disturbing today?"

"what?"

"No. What are you doing here, brother?"

Kim Pan-su dropped the cigarette butt on the floor and trampled it with his shoe.

"Why am I here? Why am I so sharp?"

"Aren't we in a position where we can laugh at each other? Brother Lee Deok-su."

Kim Pan-su felt uncomfortable with Lee Deok-su. Perhaps guessing Kim Pan-su's feelings, Lee Deok-su's expression wasn't very good either.

"Hey. Aren't you going to close your eyes? I told you yes and no, so you don't see anything. Have you eaten your meal?"

"Yes, yes. It was delicious. But this is our area, why are you here, hyung? Tell me what's going on."

Lee Deok-su spoke bluntly, seeming to be upset by Kim Pan-su's blunt response.

"They said our stuff was delivered to the wrong place. I'm going to go get it."

"What? Is that some new nonsense? Why is your stuff coming to us?"

"There is something like that. We have to help each other and live. Please help me."

The word 'request' came out of Lee Deok-su's mouth, but Kim Pan-su felt very uneasy.

"I don't know, but please get permission from Director Im Hwa-su. How can I give it to you without knowing what it is?"

Kim Pan-su's position was that he could not just hand it over without knowing what it was.

Advertisements

Similar conversations have occurred several times since then.

When Kim Pan-su continued to refuse despite repeated requests, Lee Deok-su's short patience soon reached its limit.

"This kid······. When I say please, does he really think I'm asking for a favor? Hey, Hyuk-soo! Bring the kids."

"Yes, brother."

The man who had been standing like a shadow behind Lee Deok-su ran toward the parked forklift.

At that action, Kim Pan-su glared at Lee Deok-su with a fierce face.

"What do you want to do?"

"What the heck! It's a demonstration of skill."

"This is our area."

"They're the same family, fighting each other."

More than ten men got out of several vans.

Then, Kim Pan-su's subordinates stopped what they were doing and approached Kim Pan-su.

"Go back. If the real hyungs' stuff didn't arrive properly, I'll find it and send it to you."

"I have to get it today. So get out of the way. Or you'll get hurt. I don't want to see blood, so I'll just quietly take the stuff."

"Go back. This is your final warning, brother."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Kim Pan-su's mouth. Lee Deok-su, who saw that, glared at him with his eyes wide open.

"This kid. Is he laughing? Are you laughing right now?"

"Can't you cry?"

Lee Deok-su could no longer bear it and threw a punch at Kim Pan-su.

Kim Pan-su, who was hit head-on without avoiding the punch, had blood flowing from his nose.

At that signal, the big guys from both factions started moving simultaneously.

It started out as a simple fistfight, but as time went on, they started pulling out extension cords.

"Die, you little shit!"

"Come in! Come in, you little shits!"

The area in front of the warehouse was tangled with large bodies and covered in blood.

Shouts and screams drowned out the sound of the pouring rain.

"You started this, hyung. Today, either I kill you or you kill me."

Kim Pan-su flicked his tongue, and took out a sledgehammer from his bosom, wiping the blood flowing down his chin.

"Die, you little shit!"

The eerily glowing sword was swung straight at Lee Deok-su.

"Hey, is this kid crazy!"

Deoksu Lee, startled by the sharp blade pointed at him today, quickly twisted his body.

However, he was unable to completely avoid it, and the sword passed through Lee Deok-su's right arm.

Although a thin drop of blood was scattered, Kim Pan-su did not stop as if he was not satisfied.

"I've never liked you, kid!"

Advertisements

Kim Pan-su swung his sword like crazy, and Lee Deok-su continued to dodge and shout.

"Are you saying we should all die? What the heck! You crazy bastard!"

Lee Deok-su could no longer endure it and took out a sword to respond.

The sudden commotion caused employees from other warehouses to come to help.

Eventually, a simple argument escalated into a big fight.

Now, dozens of people were entangled together, bleeding.

How much time had passed? Lee Deok-su was stabbed in the thigh and fell to the floor.

As Kim Pan-su's side, with the advantage in numbers, was set to win, several forklifts suddenly entered the warehouse.

The large men who got out of the forklift were Yang Woo-guk's subordinates who had come to support Lee Deok-su.

"Hey! Get down! Get down! Kill them all!"

"Stop it! Stop it!"

The atmosphere changed with the sudden support, and Kim Pan-su also fell down after being stabbed in the stomach.

The fight ended with Kim Pan-su falling and Yang Woo-guk's side winning.

The door of the black sedan that came with the forklift opened, and a man stepped out.

The person who got out of the passenger seat quickly opened an umbrella and covered the head of the man in a suit.

The man walked slowly towards the fallen Kim Pan-su.

Kim Pan-su was kneeling and glaring at the approaching man.

"Hey. Kim Pan-su."

The man smiled and waved his hand playfully.

"Then just listen to me. Why are you acting so rudely? You're badly hurt."

"Sir, why are you doing this?"

"I don't know. Did we start it? You guys started it first."

A man who spoke in a very soft voice took his seat in front of Kim Pan-su.

He bent down to be at Kim Pan-su's eye level, not caring that his suit was getting wet, and clicked his tongue as he glanced at Lee Deok-su, who was lying on the ground.

"Deoksu, why is that guy lying there? Tsk."

The man, with his eyebrows narrowed, spoke while extending his hand to the side.

"Hyeoksu, do you have a knife?"

One of the big guys grabbed the blade and passed the sledgehammer to the man.

"Sir, you said there shouldn't be any deaths. If not, it would be difficult to cover up the matter."

"I know. Just shut up and watch."

"Yes, brother."

The big man took a step back, and the man waved his sword in front of the fallen Kim Pan-su.

"Pansoo. Do you want to live?"

"······."

"I'll ask you. Won't you answer? Do you want to live? Then beg. Then I'll let you live."

Advertisements

"······It won't end like this."

"If it doesn't end? We've all become too weak. Dogs and cows are all attached to us. A thug needs to eat his food with a knife. What kind of nonsense are you talking about in the open… No wonder you don't know what's right or wrong. Isn't that right?"

"Oh, you'll regret it."

The man stabbed Kim Pan-su with a sledgehammer into the back of his hand, which was on the floor.

"Ahhhh!"

"Where the hell are you acting like you're strong? You're the start."

Kim Pan-su swallowed his groans and glared at the man.

"Should I gouge out your eye sockets? Or not?"

The man, muttering in a cold voice, swung the sledgehammer in Kim Pan-su's hand.

"Ahh!"

Kim Pan-su screamed in unbearable pain.

"Brother Pansu!"

When the subordinates who were kneeling behind him tried to get up, the big guys kicked them with their feet and knocked them down again.

At that moment, several buses came toward the warehouse.

Men who had gotten off the bus in a hurry lined up on both sides, waiting for someone.

Chu Dong-bin got out of the last sedan that arrived.

He looked around, narrowed his eyes, and slowly walked away.

"Jeong Mu-yeol."

Jeong Mu-yeol, who had been crouching, stood up from his seat and bowed his head slightly.

"Are you here, Vice Chairman?"

"What are you trying to do now? How are you going to handle this mess?"

"sorry."

There was not an ounce of respect in the voice of Jeong Mu-yeol as he offered his apology.

At that action, Chu Dong-bin's face hardened.

"Jeong Mu-yeol. Do you want to die?"

"I misheard you, Mr. Vice Chairman."

At that time, Kim Ki-moon, who was behind Chu Dong-bin, stepped forward and pointed his finger at Jeong Mu-yeol.

"Jeong Mu-yeol! Are you going to come out like this?!"

"What did I do to cause such a fuss? I came here to clean things up."

"Is this your territory? Why are you coming into someone else's territory and causing trouble?"

"What are you talking about between family members? I heard the news and came running."

Jeong Mu-yeol answered nonchalantly. Kim Ki-moon, who was about to say something at that sight, was stopped by Chu Dong-bin who raised his hand.

"Jeong Mu-yeol."

Chu Dong-bin called Jeong Mu-yeol softly.

"What are you? What on earth makes you believe in this?"

Advertisements

"······."

Jeong Mu-yeol did not answer.

"Hey, Kimoon. Let's clean up here for now. Things will get worse if the police come."

"Yes, Vice President."

Kim Ki-moon, who received instructions from Chu Dong-bin, began leading his men to clean up the scene.

"Recover the injured and send them to the hospital quickly. This must not be known to the outside world. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

At Kim Ki-moon's words, the large men that Chu Dong-bin brought moved in unison.

Chu Dong-bin, who had been watching the scene for a moment, opened his mouth.

"Jeong Mu-yeol. Did Yang Woo-guk order you to do this?"

"The director doesn't know."

"Really? Then you can take responsibility for everything."

"No, why are you doing this to us? It wasn't us who started it······."

While Jeong Mu-yeol was protesting, Chu Dong-bin punched him in the face.

Blood flowed from the corner of Jeong Mu-yeol's mouth as his head suddenly turned away.

It was as if he had bitten his tongue while talking.

"Jeong Mu-yeol. Who am I?"

"······."

"It seems like you really don't see anything. How dare you talk back like that."

Jeong Mu-yeol did not answer, his lips tightly pursed.

"This incident will never go quietly. It doesn't matter whether Yang Woo-guk ordered it or whether it was your own action. You broke the rules."

"we······."

"Who told you to open your mouth?"

"······."

Chu Dong-bin glared at Jeong Mu-yeol with cold eyes.

The steady rain was starting to weaken.

* * *

After finishing breakfast and coming to the study, I saw Director Ma standing in front of the door.

"Boss. I heard there was a huge fight between Cheonha Group employees at Incheon Port in the early morning."

Director Ma followed me into the study and reported.

I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"A big fight?"

"Yes. I heard they even used extension cords."

"under······."

Everyone is out of their minds. I took a deep breath and sat down.

Advertisements

"Let's sit down and talk. I already have a headache."

As I rubbed my throbbing forehead and winked, Chief Ma reported in detail the incident that had occurred in the early morning.

After hearing the circumstances, my head started to hurt even more.

"What about the police?"

"It looks like someone was doing it. The police didn't show up despite the chaos. Even though the workers nearby reported it."

"So you're saying it wasn't an accidental collision?"

Director Ma continued his report, taking out a headache pill from his suit pocket and handing it to me.

"Fortunately, Chu Dong-bin arrived at the scene right away and took care of the situation."

"Are there any casualties?"

"There are many seriously injured people, but they say there have been no deaths yet."

I sighed again as I poured in some headache medicine.

It hasn't been long since Yoo Seong-jin disappeared, and yet something like this is already happening.

"Who started this?"

"It is presumed to be Yang Woo-guk. Yang Woo-guk's right-hand man, Jeong Mu-yeol, took the initiative himself."

"Did something like this happen when Chairman Yoo Seong-jin was in office?"

"None. There were minor disputes, but most were mediated before they became major."

When I heard that, Yoo Seong-jin's empty spot felt quite big.

"Director, take care of it. Before I return from Pyongyang, take care of all the people involved and start over."

"Yes, boss. How far will you go?"

I decided to take this opportunity to let you know who's holding the leash.

"All the executives involved in this matter should be thrown into the sea······. No. Just throw them alive into dog food."

< Throw it away as dog food > End

< There must be no armed conflict >