Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 82

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 82】

Chapter 82: A Dangerous Transaction (2)

Noon.
The hour when the sun hung highest in the sky.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
“Kyaaahhhhh!”
A small Mexican village descended into chaos.
Cartel soldiers had suddenly descended upon it, tearing through the settlement with brutal efficiency.
They ransacked every dwelling in sight, dragging a family out to the village square.
The couple, torn from their home without warning, trembled in terror. Their young son shook alongside them, equally bewildered.
“We’ve brought them.”
The soldiers addressed a heavyset man seated in the square. His face remained impassive as he spoke.
“Are you certain?”
“Absolutely certain!”
“Good work, all of you.”
The man lifted his corpulent frame from the ground and walked toward the family.
“hkk2021.”
He uttered the name abruptly. The couple exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions blank.
“Who is hkk2021?”
The man spoke again, his voice dripping with lethal intent—a silent warning that brooked no third chance.
Then a hand rose.
It was the boy.
“That’s… that’s my username on the internet.”
“Ha, unbelievable.”
The man laughed, as if exasperated by the child’s confession.
“We came all this way because of this pint-sized brat?”
The parents’ eyes darted frantically between their son and the man, unable to comprehend the situation unfolding before them.
“You failed as parents, didn’t you? This audacious little bastard spread vicious slander about the Pablo Family across the internet.”
At his words, both parents’ faces drained of all color.
The Pablo Family—indeed, the South American cartels—tolerated no criticism, no matter its source. Not even from a child.
“Please, please forgive us!”
The husband threw himself prostrate on the ground. His wife followed suit immediately.
“Our son was thoughtless, immature! He didn’t know what he was doing!”
“We’ll discipline him strictly, we swear! Please, spare our lives!”
They clasped their hands together, pleading desperately.
“Hmm.”
The man gazed down at the couple with an indifferent expression.
“Inexperience… yes, children can be like that.”
At those words, color returned to the couple’s faces.
“The Pablo Family all have parents who are odd numbers. When they die, their asses will be auctioned off to demons. Every night they’re desperate to devour each other.
But as the words continued, they fell back into despair.
“He chose only the most vulgar things to say, but I understand. He’s a child. He lacks maturity. However…
The man’s face gradually twisted into something sinister.
“Parents can’t just ignore that. Can they?”
The man gestured toward his subordinates.
“Kill the man and the boy. Strip the woman and hand her over to the children.”
In that instant, the couple let out horrific screams. Their son finally lost consciousness.
“P-please, spare us!”
“P-please! Please!”
Despite the couple’s pleas, the cartel’s fighters didn’t bat an eye.
“S-someone help us!”
The wife cried out toward the villagers. But only a few windows closed; no one stepped forward.
“I have just one question.”
I knew no one would intervene.
At the unfamiliar voice, everyone turned their heads. A mysterious figure in a brown robe stood at the village entrance.
“Who the hell are you?”
At the curt question, the figure tilted his head slightly to look at the man.
“Are you Liro Moro, the cleaner of the Pablo Family?”
“I asked who you are.”
“I asked first. I asked if you’re Liro Moro.”
“This is insane. Fine, I’m Liro Moro.”
The man, Liro Moro, laughed as if it were absurd.
“Since you’ve heard my name, you’ll have to pay the price. Boys, we need one more corpse.”
At that command, several fighters approached the man.
“If you want to die gracefully, follow quietly…
“A person must…
Then the figure spoke. The fighter frowned.
“What?”
“A person must receive punishment when they commit sin.”
“What nonsense…
The figure removed his robe.
In that moment, the cartel’s fighters, the couple on the ground, and even the villagers peeking from their homes all doubted their own eyes.
“Rabbit ears…?”
Atop the figure’s head, a single pair of pristine white, fluffy rabbit ears sprouted forth.
“In all my years, this is the first time I’ve seen a madman wearing rabbit ears.”
Liro Moro spoke as if it were utterly ridiculous.
That was when it happened.
“Ogre.”
The stranger uttered a single word. The rabbit ears vanished instantly.
Instead, his skin turned a sickly blue-purple. His teeth sharpened into saw-like points. Crimson light blazed from his eyes.
He swept his palm horizontally across the startled combatants. With each arc, their heads burst like light bulbs.
The fighters surrounding the stranger collapsed to the ground as corpses.
“You idiots! What are you staring at! Attack now!”
Liro Moro screamed. The combatants raised their firearms and opened fire.
With a deafening roar, hundreds of bullets tore through the air. Yet not a single round pierced the man’s skin.
“Unload everything! All of it!”
One fighter aimed a grenade launcher at the man. With a hiss of compressed air, a grenade streaked toward him.
Boom!
The explosion engulfed the man’s body in flames. But he walked out of the inferno without a scratch.
“That crazy bastard…!”
The stranger lunged at the combatants. With each stride, five or six lives were snuffed out.
“Why aren’t the Hunters doing anything!”
At Liro Moro’s cry, the fighters in the rear drew their weapons.
An eerie aura wrapped around the blades. These Hunters of the Pablo Family were far from ordinary.
The cartel’s Hunters rushed at the stranger. Their bloodthirsty auras slashed toward him with killing intent.
Watching them, the stranger muttered once more.
“Salamander.”
Red scales erupted across the stranger’s skin. His pupils elongated like a reptile’s.
He extended his hand and snapped his fingers. The foremost cartel Hunter was consumed by flames.
“Ugh! Ahhhhh!”
The screams were brief, the agony briefer still. He became ash in an instant.
“What?”
Another cartel Hunter cried out in shock. In that moment, the stranger snapped his fingers again.
All the Hunters were engulfed in fire.
“Nooooo!”
“Ahhhhhhh!”
The screams ceased, and black ash scattered across the floor.
“Ugh, ahhhhh!”
Liro Moro shrieked and tried to flee. But his legs tangled, and he crashed to the ground.
“S-stop him! Stop him, I said!”
Liro Moro screamed desperately. But the other fighters had already fled.
The stranger approached Liro Moro. Blood dripped from his legs with each step.
“Who… who the hell are you!”
“I have a different question for you.”
“D-don’t you know who I am? I’m an executive of the Pablo Family!”
“Tell me where the Garcia bloodline members are located.”
“If you lay a finger on me, the Pablo Family won’t let it slide….”
Confusion flickered across Liro Moro’s face.
“Gar… What are you saying?”
“Three years ago, where are the Garcia clan members that the Pablo Family forcibly took away?”
Slowly, horror bloomed across Liro Moro’s features.
“Garcia? No, you don’t mean the, the Phantom Blood….”
The masked figure stomped on Liro Moro’s arm. Blood sprayed with a sickening crunch.
“Agh, ahhhhh!”
“I won’t tolerate meaningless words. Where are the Garcia clan members now.”
“I, I don’t know! Jose… Jose Dil Pablo took them! I don’t know anything!”
“I see.”
At the masked figure’s words, Liro Moro’s mind suddenly cleared. This man had spared him only to extract information about his family’s whereabouts.
Now that he knew I was useless….
“W, wait….”
Liro Moro cried out in panic. But before he could finish, the masked figure’s foot crushed his skull.

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Days later, Kwon Han-ul departed for Mexico.
“If it were me, I would have aimed for the legs instead of the neck.”
“But if you did that and got counterattacked, it would be dangerous.”
Inside the chartered flight heading to Mexico, Mei Hong and Kwon Hu-don sparred to pass the time.
Even before departure, they had been correcting the issues pointed out during their matches with Kwon Han-ul.
Joo Ha-yeon, watching the two of them, spoke with evident surprise.
“Your levels have… improved tremendously.”
Kwon Han-ul, seated beside her, replied without much thought.
“They’re both working hard. And they have talent.”
“That may be true, but….”
Joo Ha-yeon tilted her head.
“I never expected such dramatic changes in such a short time.”
If someone of Joo Ha-yeon’s caliber was astonished, it meant their growth was extraordinary.
Kwon Han-ul couldn’t help but be somewhat surprised.
Their rapid advancement was undoubtedly thanks to my guidance.
I had thought the ancient wisdom analyzed and imparted by the True Dragon Bloodline and True Asura Bloodline would be helpful, but I never expected it to earn Joo Ha-yeon’s admiration.

“Ah, Hu-don. I told you already. Backing away from there is a blunder! What will you do if I twist my blade and thrust?”
“B-but pushing forward is even harder….”
As I listened to their exchange, my attention shifted to the tablet PC.
The display showed a report detailing the operation’s overview and specific contents.
【S-Rank Estimated Dungeon Transport Plan for Mexico Region】
This mission wasn’t simply about conquering an S-Rank Dungeon. I had to transport that Dungeon all the way to the Kwon Family.
Normally, Dungeons disappear once conquered. However, the Kwon Family possessed a method to preserve conquered Dungeons and repurpose them as needed.
This S-Rank Dungeon would be no exception.
Since it could provide resources the Kwon Family required, it absolutely had to be transported to the Main House.
“Joo Ha-yeon, I hear this Dungeon needs special processing to make it transportable. How exactly does that work?”
“Ah, I’ll handle all of that myself. You don’t need to worry about it.”
Processing a Dungeon for transport was a secret among secrets, known only to the Kwon Family and a select few other clans.
It was so closely guarded that even I wasn’t told the details.
“Then my role is simply to clear the Dungeon and that’s it.”
As I said this, I was about to scroll to the next page when suddenly a phone rang. Kwon Hu-don pulled out his smartphone.
A phone call came through. Kwon Hu-don retrieved his smartphone.
“Hold on, I need to take this call.”
Kwon Hu-don went to a secluded corner of the aircraft to answer. After exchanging a few words, his face grew bewildered.
“Huh? What? Han-ul?”
Hearing my name suddenly mentioned, I looked at Kwon Hu-don with a puzzled expression.
Kwon Hu-don gestured toward his smartphone and said.
“H-Han-ul. Your mother wants to switch phones….”
In that instant, my eyebrows twitched slightly. I wasn’t pleased about this.
But I couldn’t very well ignore it. I reached out and took the smartphone.
-It’s been a while.
The moment I answered, a sharp voice came through.
I let out a bitter laugh. Even after saving Kwon Hu-don, our relationship hadn’t really changed.
“Aunt, what is this about?”
-I wanted to give you some advice.
Advice? Not a warning?
I wondered internally. The atmosphere Kwon Mi was giving off didn’t match the gentleness of the word “advice” at all.
If anything, it felt like a warning or notification.
-Once you enter the Dungeon, never let your guard down for even a moment. S-Rank Dungeons are most dangerous precisely when you think they’re safest.
Kwon Mi rattled off a list of precautions regarding S-Rank Dungeons. I was left speechless.
“Um… I appreciate it, but… why are you telling me this?”
-Don’t talk nonsense. If you make a poor judgment, our Hu-don will be in danger!
Well, of course.
There was no way Kwon Mi would worry about me. Not even if the heavens fell.
“And if you fail to complete the mission properly, it’ll give me a headache.
“Aunt, why would it give you a headache?”
Kwon Mi clicked her tongue and answered Kwon Han-ul’s question.
-Why? Because I’m the one taking charge of the transport unit.
Kwon Han-ul felt his mind go blank for a moment.
Kwon Mi was taking charge of the transport unit that moved the Dungeon Gate?
“That’s… quite a difficult decision to make while you must be so busy.”
-You don’t seem pleased about it.
“That’s not true at all.”
She was sharp, I had to admit.
I grumbled inwardly.
-Let me tell you one last thing.
Was there yet another topic to discuss?
It was just as I was growing tired of it.
-Be careful of the Pablo Family.
The unexpected warning jolted me awake.
“Are you saying the Pablo Family might attack us?”
-Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t dare. If they had any sense, they wouldn’t touch Heukcheon.
This much was identical to what Joo Ha-yeon had said.
-But recently, the situation has changed. There’s been a rift between Ricardo Pablo, the head of the Pablo Family, and Godfather, the leader of the South American Cartel Alliance.
The South American cartels maintain a tight alliance with one another.
The Brazilian cartel handles drug production, the Mexican cartel handles processing, the Colombian cartel handles smuggling, and so on.
Each has their designated role.
And the administrator overseeing all of them is none other than Godfather.
As the leader of the South American Cartel Alliance, he could be called the de facto king of South America.
“Thank you for the advice. But from what you’re describing, it seems I should be wary of Godfather rather than the Pablo Family.”
-Currently, the Pablo Family is split into two factions due to their conflict with Godfather.
Kwon Mi continued her explanation.
-The anti-Godfather faction is led by Ricardo Pablo, the head of the Pablo Family. And the pro-Godfather faction is led by Jose Dil Pablo.
Both names had appeared in the reports.
“Jose Dil Pablo… are you referring to the strongest Hunter in the Pablo Family?”
Jose Dil Pablo.
Ricardo Pablo’s nephew and the strongest Hunter of the Pablo Family.
He possessed unparalleled military strength even within the South American Cartel Alliance.
No wonder Godfather personally called him and made him his adopted son.
The reports had given him considerable emphasis as well.
“It says he killed two world-ranked Hunters and one villain from Pandemonium.”
Kwon Han-ul spoke in a tone of disbelief. How could a Hunter operating only in South America be this powerful?
-It was such a massive incident that the entire Hunter industry was abuzz at the time.
But hearing even Kwon Mi say this, I had no choice but to believe it.
Such a person was now in conflict with the family head.
It wouldn’t be a simple difference of opinion. They were likely fighting for control of the Family itself.
Only then did Kwon Han-ul understand why Kwon Mi had told him to be careful.
-Then I’ll hang up now.
The moment her business was concluded, Kwon Mi moved to end the call.
Her razor-sharp attitude drew an involuntary bitter smile from Kwon Han-ul.
-One last thing.
I think you said that was the last thing before too.
It was when Kwon Han-ul felt puzzled.
-Thank you for saving Kwon Hu-don.
Kwon Han-ul’s eyes widened.
But Kwon Mi’s call had already been disconnected.
“….”
Kwon Han-ul stared blankly at his smartphone for a long while. Kwon Hu-don asked in a worried tone.
“H-Han-ul, what’s wrong?”
Kwon Han-ul let out a hollow laugh and shook his head.
“It’s nothing.”

* * *

After flying for several hours straight, we finally arrived over Mexico.
The aircraft descended and touched down on the runway.
The moment we stepped outside, a guide sent by the Pablo Family greeted our group.
“We welcome the visit of Heukcheon.”
Rather than return the greeting, Kwon Han-ul examined the guide and the organization members one by one.
Centered around the VIP vehicle were heavily armed soldiers, armored transport trucks, and armored vehicles positioned strategically.
The armament was so formidable that a war could be waged in this very state.
“The welcome seems a bit excessive.”
At Kwon Han-ul’s words, the guide quickly bowed.
“If we have offended you, we sincerely apologize. There are no ill intentions. A few days ago, one of the Pablo Family’s executives was murdered, so we have taken extra precautions with security.”
“An attack, you say?”
“We will soon identify the culprit, so please rest assured.”
The guide’s eyes as he spoke were truly chilling. Kwon Han-ul found himself sympathizing with the unknown culprit whose face and name he would never know.
“This way, please.”
The vehicle carrying Kwon Han-ul’s group departed. Soldiers followed behind.
The road to the Pablo Family’s Mansion was extraordinarily long.
Only after passing through roughly five checkpoints guarded by the cartel’s forces did Kwon Han-ul finally arrive at the Pablo Family’s Mansion.
“Wow.”
“Whoa.”
“Huh….”
The moment they entered the Mansion, exclamations escaped everyone’s lips. The Pablo Family’s Mansion was that lavish.
The moment they stepped into the mansion, everyone let out a gasp of admiration. The Pablo Family’s mansion was that luxurious.
The floor was adorned with amber gemstones, and the walls gleamed with platinum. Every painting decorating the corridor was a masterpiece by a renowned artist.
Even Kwon Han-ul and Joo Ha-yeon, who had grown up in Heukcheon, were taken aback.
I never imagined that wealth earned from selling drugs could be this magnificent.
“Please come this way.”
The guide led them into a spacious Reception Room.
Upon entering, I saw a man seated in the enormous chamber.
Kwon Han-ul studied the man. He appeared to be an ordinary person—no magical aura emanated from him whatsoever.
Yet the overwhelming stench of blood that radiated from his entire being was far too intense for an ordinary person.
It wasn’t an actual smell. But it was palpable in every gesture, every movement, every aspect of his demeanor.
A testament to how many people this man had killed.
“Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
The man spoke. Despite possessing not a shred of magical power, an overwhelming pressure emanated from him.
“I am Ricardo Pablo, responsible for the Pablo Family.”
Indeed.
So even the leader of the Pablo Family was no ordinary figure.
Impressed in his own way, Kwon Han-ul introduced himself.
“I am Kwon Han-ul of the Kwon Family.”
The moment Ricardo Pablo heard the name, his brow furrowed.
“The Kwon Family truly goes too far.”
Though I didn’t know the reason, Ricardo Pablo’s voice carried a thick undertone of displeasure.
“Though we of the Pablo Family may be mere drug dealers, to send someone like you as a negotiator…”
Objectively speaking, Kwon Han-ul’s position was quite low.
Having sent someone of such humble standing as a negotiating partner, Ricardo Pablo’s discontent was entirely justified.
“How am I supposed to accept this?”
Ricardo Pablo rose from his seat and approached Kwon Han-ul.
As he drew near, Kwon Han-ul chose his words with careful deliberation.
How could he appease Ricardo Pablo while still securing the deal?
Suddenly, Ricardo Pablo grasped Kwon Han-ul’s hand.
“What an honor this is.”
“…Pardon?”
“To meet the rising star of Heukcheon in person!”
For a moment, Kwon Han-ul thought Ricardo Pablo was mocking him.
But his sparkling eyes and radiant smile made it abundantly clear that he was not.
“You seem to know quite a bit about me…”
“How could I not? The Young Dragon of Heukcheon who defeated Ferdrans, the villain of Pandemonium!”
As Kwon Han-ul stood bewildered, Ricardo Pablo burst into hearty laughter.
“Our Heukcheon’s rising star seems unaware of his own fame. Compared to what others say, my words are hardly exaggeration.”
Gone was his earlier intensity; Ricardo Pablo now beamed with childlike delight.
“Tell me whatever you need. I shall provide every convenience until the Dungeon is conquered.”
“Well… thank you.”
Kwon Han-ul decided to simply accept this favor.
“When are you planning to begin the Dungeon conquest?”
“We’ve scheduled it for a week from now.”
“Wise indeed! That much preparation is necessary! I’ll assign one of my guides to you. He’s personally explored that Dungeon, so he should prove useful.”
Even as Kwon Han-ul expressed his gratitude, an inexplicable unease gripped him.
That was when it happened.
“No, wait! We have a guest inside!”
“Please, I beg you—stop right there!”
Suddenly, chaos erupted outside.
The door burst open and someone stormed in.
“Uncle!”
A young man with dreadlocks shouted in a rough tone.
“Are you really planning to sell that Dungeon to those Heukcheon nobodies?”
Ricardo Pablo shot to his feet, his voice thundering.
“What is the meaning of this! Don’t you see we have a guest!”
The young man ignored Ricardo Pablo’s rebuke. Instead, he walked straight toward Kwon Han-ul.
“Are you the one who came from Heukcheon?”
“And who might you be?”
The young man answered Kwon Han-ul’s question.
“Jose Dil Pablo. You motherfucker.”

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