Heaven-Defying Hero - Chapter 12
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#012
Cheon-gu and Ja-gang-cheon headed toward the port.
-Please assign someone to us. So we can contact you anytime.
At Ja-gang-cheon’s request, the First Mate led them.
The place they arrived at was the southernmost edge of Zhen-hai Port.
It was an area where small shops were gathered, and one of them was Haeryongbang’s office.
“You said it was a labor office?”
“It’s Haeryongbang’s main source of income. They supply manpower from sailors to market workers and collect introduction fees. They also introduce ship owners who want to buy daily necessities cheaply to the South Market.”
Since Uirimdan controlled the large market where trade goods came and went, they chose the South Market. Even so, many large ships came in, so the introduction fees were quite substantial. Instead, they only collected a small amount of protection money nominally.
“Since we have a mutually beneficial relationship with the merchants, there aren’t many complaints.”
“But why are they a black society? That’s just a labor office.”
“They fight with other groups to monopolize the trading rights in the South Market. They also block merchants from dealing directly with ship owners.”
It was a kind of monopolistic distribution right. They wouldn’t tolerate anyone infringing on this.
“Here we are.”
The place they arrived at was an old two-story building.
The first floor was a warehouse, and stairs leading to the second floor were installed outside.
A Bully stood on the way up the stairs, and Bu Bangju spoke to him.
“Bring Pansuk.”
The gatekeeper quickly ran up the stairs and soon appeared with a bald giant who was six feet tall.
He was so big that the door looked narrow, and when he came down the stairs, you’d worry they might collapse. But his face, which didn’t have a single hair, had an innocent expression.
“Pansuk. From now on, serve this person and follow his instructions.”
Bu Bangju lowered his voice and conveyed important information.
“He’s a martial arts master. Serve him without any mistakes.”
“Ah! A martial arts master. Understood, brother.”
Ja-gang-cheon found Pansuk’s appearance very fascinating.
“A person can be this big.”
He had heard about it from his parents, but seeing it in person felt unreal. But that unfamiliarity actually stimulated Ja-gang-cheon’s curiosity.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Ja-gang-cheon.”
“Yes, big brother. I’m Pansuk.”
“Big brother?”
“Yes, big brother.”
Ja-gang-cheon felt something was strange and looked at Cheon-gu beside him.
“Is this the right way to address me?”
Pansuk answered instead.
“The strong guy is big brother.”
“Guy?”
“Ah! The strong little brother is big brother.”
“Little brother is big brother?”
“Yes, big brother. Please speak comfortably. That’s more comfortable for me too.”
Ja-gang-cheon felt dizzy and looked at Cheon-gu.
“I think it’s better not to argue about it.”
To summarize, it was a complicated matter, so Cheon-gu gave up too.
“Alright, hyung. Let’s do that.”
“Yes, big brother. Please take care of me from now on.”
Pansuk showed an innocent smile on his big face.
***
Cheon-gu, who returned to the merchant guild, showed Pansuk to his room and went to Ja-gang-cheon’s room.
His steps were particularly fast because he was anxious.
“I’m coming in.”
“Yeah.”
Hearing the answer, Cheon-gu entered Ja-gang-cheon’s room. Until now, he had just followed along as Ja-gang-cheon acted without explanation, but now it was time to ask questions.
“Are you really going to fight Uirimdan? If you want to solve the merchant guild’s problems, there are other ways.”
“This is for me.”
“How is it for you?”
“I’m going to settle here. When my parents come, I want to create a place where they can rest comfortably. To build ships and stay here, I definitely need the Merchant Guild Leader’s help.”
To do what Ja-gang-cheon wanted, he definitely needed someone he could trust. The Merchant Guild Leader, who had both connections and ability, was an indispensable person.
“But the opponent is Gwimyeon Ssangssal. Those guys won’t stay still.”
“That’s why I need to resolve it quickly.”
“Can you really win?”
“It would be difficult to fight outside. So I’m going to lure them to a place where I can win.”
When Ja-gang-cheon expressed confidence in victory, Cheon-gu could no longer try to stop him. However, one more question remained.
“But why are you using Haeryongbang? If you wanted, the merchant guild people would actively help you too.”
“People might get hurt in the process of luring them. I don’t want merchant guild people to get hurt.”
“So it’s okay if Haeryongbang gets hurt because they’re a black society?”
“Yeah.”
It was an answer without any hesitation.
Cheon-gu felt that Ja-gang-cheon’s judgment criteria were still clumsy. There was still much to learn, but he didn’t explain it right away.
“Alright. If there’s anything I need to do, tell me anytime.”
Although various problems were complexly intertwined, Cheon-gu decided to simply trust Ja-gang-cheon.
***
The Bully called Pansuk was an orphan with no surname, and he grew up doing odd jobs at a fisherman’s house like a servant before joining the black society at fourteen.
Since he was naturally strong and big, his young age wasn’t much of a problem.
He was now twenty-five years old.
Having survived in the black society for over ten years without dying, he was at least in a middle position. However, he was too dull-witted compared to his strength, so he couldn’t be entrusted with big tasks.
That’s why he was assigned to guard the young martial arts master this time too.
Early morning.
Hearing that they were going to Uirimdan, Pansuk asked with surprised eyes.
“Are you going to punish Uirimdan, big brother?”
“Yeah.”
“Thank you, big brother.”
“I’m doing it because I need to. And hyung and Haeryongbang might become dangerous.”
“That’s always the case anyway, so it’s fine. But are you really going straight to their headquarters?”
“If I hit this place, the rest will come running on their own.”
“Wow! Big brother is really smart!”
“Actually, I’m just copying what my father did.”
As a hero representing the martial arts world, Cheongheo Jinrin Un-hak left behind many stories.
Among them, there were countless cases of dealing with black societies that troubled the people.
Right now, Ja-gang-cheon was putting into practice exactly those stories he heard from his father.
The place they arrived at was right behind the port, a building with a signboard reading ‘Euirim Merchant Guild.’
It was in the best location on the main street where the trading market was formed.
“A black society is in a place like this? I thought they were called black societies because they were originally in dark back alleys.”
“Their backing is so solid. Even the government can’t touch them, and other black societies can’t even come near. So they openly display themselves.”
Ja-gang-cheon looked at the signboard once more and walked toward the gate guarded by two gatekeepers, saying:
“Pansuk hyung. Tell the boss that I’ve started. No one should interfere until I say so.”
“Yes, big brother.”
Watching Pansuk quickly run off somewhere, Ja-gang-cheon stood before the gatekeeper.
“Who are you?”
The two guards at the gate didn’t show much wariness seeing Ja-gang-cheon’s young age. In truth, being wary wouldn’t have changed anything.
Crack!
As Ja-gang-cheon approached and kicked out, both their knees shattered and they rolled on the ground.
The two gatekeepers didn’t even know what hit them and could only scream.
“Cheon-gu. I’ll go alone.”
“My heart feels a bit uncomfortable, but for efficiency’s sake, do that.”
“If you train a little more, we’ll be able to do it together.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I’ll work hard.”
Having only practiced internal energy cultivation for two months, fighting was too much for him.
“Be careful.”
“Yeah.”
The simple answer strangely put people at ease.
“I’ll be back.”
Ja-gang-cheon lightly opened the door as if visiting a close friend’s house.
***
Cha Seok-chu, who was checking ledgers at the black market formed in the back alley of the trade market, received an absurd report.
“Our headquarters was robbed?”
“Yes. The Uirim Merchant Guild was attacked. When Brother Cheolryeong heard the news and rushed back, he was beaten the same way.”
“Hah. What bastard has no fear.”
“He looks about fifteen years old…”
Hearing that, a figure came to mind. A subordinate with broken legs had reported about a young martial arts master.
“That bastard finally…”
Feeling uneasy, he deliberately brought in Haeryongbang. If those guys solved it, good, and if not, he thought to at least buy time.
‘When those people come, everything will be resolved.’
Since the tribute day was soon, he just needed to hold out a little longer.
“Is that guy alone?”
“There’s also a guy named Cheon-gu from the Donghai Merchant Guild, but he seems to just be guiding.”
“Really?”
Cha Seok-chu stroked his chin, lost in thought.
‘No matter how strong his martial arts, he’s just a kid. If several people gang up on him, it’s worth a fight.’
With headquarters robbed, he couldn’t just sit still without losing face.
“Call all the boys together. I’m going myself.”
Cha Seok-chu gathered as many subordinates as possible and returned to headquarters.
***
“Ugh…”
“P-please spare us.”
Groans flowed from the blood-stained floor.
“I didn’t kill you, did I?”
At Ja-gang-cheon’s words, over thirty men shed tears and shut their mouths.
Not one of them had intact limbs. Ja-gang-cheon had broken at least two places on each.
“I said the end of the black society is always miserable. Didn’t you know it would come to this?”
Father had said so.
-How could those who abandon trust and commit evil deeds have a happy ending? They chose greed over happiness from the start. They’re trapped in their own hell.
Looking around at those groaning in pain, hell did come to mind.
“Just as Father said.”
As he said that, the door burst open and a large figure shouted.
“Boss! That guy is coming!”
“Who?”
“Cha Seok-chu! The Uirimdan leader!”
At those words, the faces of the terrified Uirimdan members brightened.
“Brother Pansuk.”
“Yes, boss.”
“Come in and beat up those guys for me?”
“There doesn’t seem to be anywhere left to hit?”
“Then hit places you shouldn’t hit.”
That’s what Mother used to say.
-When you hit, hit the most painful spot. It’s the most efficient and fastest method.
“Do we have to go that far?”
“Brother. Isn’t this the black society? They make a living tormenting and killing people.”
Pansuk looked wronged.
“I never killed anyone to make a living! I only killed that bastard who tried to rape a ten-year-old! And I only beat once the guy causing trouble in the office. His wife and child collapsed from hunger but he was going to the gambling den…”
Listening to his indignant outcry, Ja-gang-cheon tilted his head.
“The black society has quite a story too.”
“Well, that’s how I lived.”
“Got it. If you don’t want to do it, I’ll do it.”
“No! I’ll do it!”
Pansuk picked up a club nearby.
Thwack! Thwack!
“Ugh! Gah!”
“S-stop!”
As the beating began, Ja-gang-cheon slowly walked outside the building. The men Pansuk had mentioned had arrived.
“The young punk has good guts.”
Cha Seok-chu, who came forward trusting the fifty men he brought, said looking at Ja-gang-cheon.
“Are you complimenting me?”
“Crazy bastard. If you want to commit suicide, just jump right in.”
“I can’t die in such a calm sea.”
At the emotionless, blunt response, veins bulged on Cha Seok-chu’s forehead.
“Cheon-gu. This guy is the boss, right?”
“Yeah.”
Confirming Cha Seok-chu’s identity through Cheon-gu, Ja-gang-cheon stepped forward.
“Good. Since you want it, I’ll kill you.”
Cha Seok-chu, standing at the front trusting his fifty subordinates, saw his men being beaten inside the building.
“Ah! Ah!”
“B-boss!”
“Leader!”
Seeing his subordinates pitifully pleading, his blood boiled backwards. Not from sympathy, but from embarrassment.
“Shut up! You stupid bastards! What did you do right…”
Crack!
Before he could finish speaking, Ja-gang-cheon’s fist struck Cha Seok-chu’s jaw.
“You sure talk a lot.”
Cha Seok-chu, whose jawbone was displaced, collapsed helplessly and foamed at the mouth.
That’s when it began.
Crack! Smack! Crunch! Thud!
The only advantage of having many people was that it took a little longer.
Even so, it was only about half a tea cup.
“Brother Pansuk.”
“Yes! Big brother!”
“Beat up these people too.”
Pansuk gave the newcomers who had just entered a heated welcome ceremony as a gift.
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