Genius Grandson of the Loan Shark King

Why should I care about that?

The atmosphere in the banquet hall where the event was in full swing was not bad.

The main character of today, an old man, appeared in a wheelchair.

When he appeared, everyone sitting at the round table stood up and bowed their heads.

Even from Japan, people came to celebrate his birthday.

He had already retired, but his juniors and younger brothers were still active in gangster activities.

The influence of the old man who turned 80 today was clearly revealed.

"Thank you for coming such a long way today."

The old man took the microphone and greeted his juniors.

"It was hard to make a living, so I somehow ended up jumping into the world of fighting, and luckily I met good friends and younger siblings and was able to survive. I lost a lot of people during that chaotic time."

Like an elementary school principal giving a lecture during assembly time, the old man talked about his memories for quite some time.

The banquet hall where the old man's lecture continued had a clear division of power.

The forces supporting Chu Dong-bin and Im Hwa-su and the forces supporting Yang Woo-guk.

They were glaring at each other even as the old man spoke.

"and······."

The old man, who had finished reminiscing, looked at Im Hwa-su and Yang Woo-guk with his words trailing off.

"Hwasoo. And Wooguk. Come up."

Im Hwa-su and Yang Woo-guk reluctantly woke up at the old man's call.

Two people came near the old man and greeted him.

"Big brother. Happy 80th birthday!"

"Congratulations, big brother!"

The two raised their voices as if they were competing.

"I'm not deaf yet!"

The old man, who had waved his hand to stop the two men, frowned and shouted.

"You two. I heard you were pointing knives at each other lately!"

"······."

"You ignorant friends. What kind of era is this that we fight each other like this? Are we all going to die together?"

The old man slammed the armrest of the wheelchair roughly.

Despite being an old man in a wheelchair, he was still upright.

"Hey! Hwasoo."

"Yes, big brother."

"Even cold water has its ups and downs. But if you push your superiors aside and become the leader, do all your seniors have to retire? Tell me."

"······."

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Im Hwa-su simply lowered his head and did not respond.

I had so much to say, but this was not the right place to say it.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you ignoring what I say now?"

"No. I did not want to be nominated as the next president."

"But you should have declined. Can you say you weren't greedy? Look into my eyes and tell me."

After continued reprimanding, Im Hwa-su finally raised his head and faced the old man.

"······Originally, it didn't really matter who it was as long as it wasn't Director Yang. However, he has already decided on me. This is no longer something I can do as I please."

As Im Hwa-su said, the person who created Cheonha Group chose Im Hwa-su.

But the old man wondered what that had to do with anything. Cheonha Group was an organization created by the fists and developed by juniors.

After several decades since liberation, all the fists in Korea have finally been unified.

It was something no one had ever done.

It was something that even Kim Du-han, who once tried to pacify the world of martial arts, could not do, and it was something that even Lee Jung-jae, who enjoyed absolute power under the protection of the Liberal Party regime, could not do.

If only everyone stopped fighting each other to the death, everyone could eat well and live well.

The old man had no desire to watch the divided shadows again.

"If Director Yang gets his hands on Cheonha Group, it will go back to the old days."

The old man listened to Im Hwa-su's words and looked at Yang Woo-guk.

The old man narrowed his wrinkled eyes at the murderous look in Yang Woo-guk's eyes.

"Hey. Yang Woo-guk."

When the old man called, Yang Woo-guk bowed his head to the old man with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Yes, big brother."

"No matter how much I don't like the fact that Hwasoo has been appointed as chairman, what's the point of attacking my own family?"

"I didn't give the order, big brother."

The old man frowned and asked again.

"Really? You didn't order it?"

"Yes, that's right. The younger siblings below were overly loyal."

"Then can I cripple that guy's leg?"

Yang Woo-guk's smiling face disappeared.

"Big brother. Are you telling me to make my little brother a cripple?"

"You said it wasn't you? Are you saying you'll protect a youngling who ignores the words of the person who serves him and attacks his own family?"

Although things had gone wrong under his own orders, he couldn't bring himself to openly say that he would abandon his subordinate.

Yang Woo-guk, who was clicking his tongue inwardly, opened his mouth.

"······They are my subordinates. I must protect them."

"Tsk. That's why Patriot says you're not qualified to be a boss. When you have to throw someone away, you have to throw them away without mercy."

The old man clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"Anyway, both of you stop attacking each other right now."

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"If Director Yang stops, I will stop too."

"If Director Im Hwa-soo gives up his position as chairman, we will stop attacking him."

The old man tried to mediate, but the two men's opinions were at odds.

"Then you're saying that both of you will perish together! Put someone else in the chairman position!"

"I can do that as I please, but no. Even if I don't want to do it, I don't know if He will listen."

Im Hwa-su answered honestly. The old man felt frustrated with Im Hwa-su like that.

"Since when have we lived and died by the orders of that little bastard Kim Mu-hyeok! We did it by our own strength······."

At that moment, the banquet hall door opened wide and a man came in.

Everyone's gaze suddenly turned towards the open entrance.

"Oh, we're in trouble. Someone broke in. Many people have already been hurt."

Im Hwa-soo and Yang Woo-guk looked at each other.

The two men looked at each other with fierce eyes, as if they thought the other was attacking them.

* * *

Jeong Seok-gi looked around at Director Ma's threats.

The men on Im Hwa-su's side were watching the situation closely, and the big guys on Yang Woo-guk's side were glaring at them with menacing eyes.

"Don't you know how big of an event today is for our company?"

"Why should I care about that? I'll tell you one last time. Those who want to leave, go outside the hotel and wait."

Director Ma, who had spoken nonchalantly, raised his hand. Jeong Seok-gi, who had a feeling that the order to enter would be given soon, quickly made a decision.

"We're getting out. Everybody get out!"

Even though Im Hwa-soo hadn't ordered it, clashing with Director Ma here was definitely not a good idea.

"What are you doing! Everyone, get out quickly!"

The gangsters on Im Hwa-su's side walked forward hesitantly, following Jeong Seok-gi's orders.

"Hey! You little punk! Where are you! Are you betraying me?!"

The gangsters on Yang Woo-guk's side shouted and grabbed their shoulders.

"Let go, you little shit!"

However, Im Hwa-soo's gangsters roughly pulled away from the grabbed shoulder and quickly left the hotel's main entrance.

"I will go up first and report."

Director Ma nodded.

At that moment, Jeong Seok-gi, who had received permission, turned around and moved towards the elevator.

"asleep!"

A man screamed and rushed at Jeong Seok-gi from behind.

The dagger the man took out from his bosom gleamed sharply.

Jeong Seok-gi, startled by the unexpected turn of events, tried to avoid the sword by twisting his body, but failed to dodge it properly and it just grazed his side.

"Hey, this crazy kid!"

At that sight, two of Jeong Seok-gi's subordinates took out swords from their bosoms.

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"This son of a bitch! Who dares swing a knife at someone!"

A scene of chaos ensued. Director Ma, who was watching the situation unfold, shook his head and sent a signal.

"Go in. And Team 1 follows me up."

At the gesture of Chief Ma, the mercenaries rushed in.

Everyone who was going to leave had already left, and most of those who remained were members of the Yang Woo-guk organization.

As the mercenaries barged in, the thugs who had been running around in confusion soon took out their swords from their bosoms and began to fight back.

"Die! Where am I!"

Director Ma, who had been watching the scene for a while, took Team 1 and moved towards the stairs instead of the elevator.

"Stop them! Stop those bastards!"

A man's shout was heard, and several thugs ran past the mercenaries and towards Director Ma.

Director Ma didn't even look back.

While a few of his men fell back and dealt with the pursuing men, he continued towards the stairs without hesitation.

The big guys were blocking the stairs with swords.

Several of Chief Ma's quick-witted subordinates took out their three-sectioned batons and rushed forward.

"asleep!"

"Is the only thing you can say to those thugs is to die?"

Unlike the evil-possessed thugs, Chief Ma's men were extremely relaxed.

Even as the fight was going on, Director Ma slowly walked towards the stairs without hesitation.

He punched a large man who stood alone, unlike the other gangsters.

Before the man could even react, a cool, outstretched fist landed in his face.

A large man fell to the ground with a single punch.

"Clear the path ahead."

Half of the men quickly ran up the stairs.

A dull sound was heard not only from behind Chief Ma, but also from above.

Chief Ma continued up the stairs, passing the groaning, fallen men.

It didn't take long to reach the third floor where the banquet hall was.

Chief Ma's subordinate opened the tightly closed emergency door.

"Hey, it's bustling here too."

The subordinate opened the door and looked inside and sighed.

"Why? There are a lot?"

The subordinate who followed him went inside and asked.

Then he looked at the thugs guarding the entrance to the banquet hall and became disgusted.

"What is this? It's not even a bug. No matter how much I kill it, it keeps coming out. I'm dying from exhaustion."

"Well, what can I do? If I have to be picky, I have to be picky."

The luggage, which had been joking lightly, continued past the emergency exit and arrived at the lobby of the floor where the banquet hall was located.

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As soon as Chief Ma entered, his subordinates all opened the way to both sides.

"Clean it up."

"yes!"

At Director Ma's order, his subordinates rushed in. The thugs swung their swords here and there, but he paid no attention at all.

The sound of swords being swung and batons being swung was full of screams and groans.

The fight continued for quite some time, as there were a large number of thugs. Chief Ma stood still and watched the scene.

How much time had passed? The huge banquet hall door opened and a group of elders and current generation gangsters emerged from behind an old man in a wheelchair.

"What, what is this! What kind of mess is this! What kind of a bastard is this!"

The old man lost his anger and shouted.

The man holding his wheelchair checked Director Ma's face and whispered a report.

"That man is Kim Moo-hyuk's right-hand man."

The old man who heard the whisper glared at Director Ma.

But Director Ma met the old man's gaze with an indifferent face.

"What kind of day is it today! How dare a brat without a pedigree dare to come to my feast day! What are you doing! Kill me! Kill me!"

Im Hwa-su spoke from the other side to calm his anger.

"If this continues, things will get worse, big brother. First, find out what's going on······."

The old man cut him off and pointed at Im Hwa-su.

"Hey, you punk! Are you ignoring me too? Do you think I have no power because I retired? Do you think what I say will happen? Hey, Patriot! Hurry up and bring that punk in front of me! Then I'll push you no matter what."

At those words, Yang Woo-guk raised one corner of his mouth. It wasn't a bad suggestion.

If this old man had supported them, the Im Hwa-su faction could have been shaken greatly.

"Yes, big brother."

As Yang Woo-guk glanced at the people standing behind him, about ten strong men came forward from behind him.

They formed an organization with Yang Woo-guk and were the first contributors to his rise to this position.

Each and every one of them was a famous swordsman on this floor.

They walked forward, picked up the swords lying on the floor, and held them in both hands.

And at the same time as he picked up the sword, he rushed forward and joined the fight.

The atmosphere, which had been leaning to one side, became fierce again due to the intrusion of the swordsmen.

As time passed, one by one, Chief Ma's subordinates also started getting injured.

Chief Ma, who had been watching the number and movements of the swordsmen closely, picked up the cleaver that had fallen on the floor.

Then he ran forward.

"I am entering. I will make way."

The men began to press them again.

Director Ma quickly ran towards the banquet hall along the path they had made.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

"Where did that monster come from?!"

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The swordsmen shouted, but the path was blocked and they could not move forward.

In this way, Director Ma was able to enter the banquet hall.

"Hey, sir."

Im Hwa-su called him, but Director Ma did not respond.

Instead, he ran straight towards Yang Woo-guk. Yang Woo-guk took a step back and shouted.

"Hey, stop it! Stop that kid!"

A few of Yang Woo-guk's remaining subordinates stepped forward to block Director Ma.

However, Chief Ma easily subdued them by swinging his sword and cutting their throats.

In an instant, blood spurted out, and the men fell, clutching their necks.

Yang Woo-guk, terrified, shivered and slowly backed away.

There were still many thugs, but no one stepped forward to stop Chief Ma, who was rushing towards them with the intent to kill them.

Director Ma spoke coldly and walked towards Yang Woo-guk, who was backing away.

"How dare you ignore the boss's words?"

A terrifying murderous aura emanated from Chief Ma, who was approaching with a blood-dripping knife.

Yang Woo-guk, terrified, eventually lost his senses and rushed forward, throwing a punch at Director Ma.

"Die, you little shit!"

But Chief Ma dodged the punch as if nothing had happened and swung his sword.

"Eww!"

As soon as Yang Woo-guk's posture, which had been cut off by his arm, became disturbed, Director Ma immediately ran into his arms.

Then, he grabbed one of Yang Woo-guk's feet, who had fallen to the floor, and severed his Achilles tendon.

Blood poured out like a fountain. Blood splattered on his face and clothes, but Chief Ma didn't care at all.

"Listen carefully. It's not because you guys are so great that you can have a party in such a nice place. It's all possible because the boss gave you permission."

A blank expression and a voice without any highs or lows.

And the sight of Chief Ma's blood-stained face was enough to make everyone gathered there tremble in fear.

< Why should I care about that? > End

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