9 Chapter 9

Donald Na was dressed in a black and orange Gucci tracksuit and blue jeans.

He had an bandage over both of his eyes since Gun damaged him pretty badly overall.

Some bones in his body were broken too so he couldn't really fight that well.

He was sitting at the table in front of a shop with someone sitting at the table with him.

For protection, instead of bringing multiple people with him, he just brought one person.

The person he brought was a tall guy with long dreads on top that were slicked backwards and shaved sides.

He was pretty handsome looking but there was something strange about him, he didn't have eyebrows.

Which, strangely enough, suited him.

His name was Miura and he is a of Japanese heritage but he came to Korea at a young age due to personal reasons.

Donald was confident that with Miura around, not a single high-schooler can touch him.

Even experienced adults wouldn't be able to beat this guy head-on.

Donald himself had a hard time beating this guy, and it was tight match that was ended in his due to some dirty moves he pulled.

How so?

Miura is very flexible and he's unnaturally strong, paired with his techniques which he uses to beat people stronger than him physically makes him a total beast.

But that's not what's the scariest about him, Miura is capable of being ruthless.

Ruthless enough to the point of crippling someone for life and even killing them.

Donald took a cigarette out of his pack and turned it to Miura. "Want one?"

Miura raised his hand and said with his eyes closed. "I don't smoke."

Donald put the cigarette in his mouth and said while lighting it. "You used to smoke though."

Miura shook his head and said. "I don't like them anymore, I switched to vaping."

Donald smiled and said. "That's for pussies."

Miura's veins bulged on his forehead and he said. "It's not!

Someone told me that these vapes are healthier and they even taste good."

Donald smirked and said. "I think you got tricked again, while you have less of a chance of getting cancer from vapes, the risk of getting lung disease is higher than from a cigarette."

Miura looked astonished and he said. "Really?!"

"Yeah, it's an interesting topic that you can read online."

He heard Miura move away from the table so he said with a questioning look on his face. "Where are you going?"

Miura was sweating like crazy, balled up near a corner and he said with a panicked expression.

"T-they tricked me again...

I-it's only a matter of time until some con artist sees what an easy mark I am..."

Donald though with a smile hearing Miura murmur those things. 'He's so pure and naive, so unfit for someone that can become so ruthless in a heartbeat.'

Miura is a scaredy cat who is afraid of being scammed on the inside, he gets depressed when someone lies to him.

While Miura was in a corner and Donald was smiling to himself about his cowardly underling someone was standing behind Donald.

He was a tall guy with shaved hair on the sides and short hair on the top, his haircut was really weird.

He had piercing on his nose and eyebrows and he said. "Are you The Union's Donald Na."

Donald didn't panic at all since he already knew there were some people behind him.

Donald 'looked' behind him and said. "Depends on who's asking."

The man said. "Donald Na...

You've been getting greedy by acting upon our territory in Gangbuk.

You should stop doing business in your area if you want to walk anymore."

Donald Na 'looked' away from him and said. "I'm not the one who's going to not be able to walk anymore though."

Jin Jang looked confused by that statement.

*SWOOSH* *BAM*

A bat hit Jin Jang in the side of the face, right near his left eye.

Miura was up in the air over the guy with a bat in his hand.

The numerous people who were behind Jin Jang couldn't even register what happened.

*THUD*

He fell to the ground with his eye popping out of it's socket and was blood coming out of the place where his eye was supposed to be.

They all stared blankly stared at Jin Jang with surprised expressions on their faces.

Someone said. "N-no way...

H-he...

Ki-...

Killed Jin Jang..."

Everyone had sweat going down their foreheads and they looked really scared.

They've been inflicting violence on people up until now but this was on a wholly different level.

Miura put the bat over his shoulder and said with a blank expression, his eyes were pitch black and he looked really menacing. "What's wrong?

Why aren't you guys attacking?"

Donald Na came from behind Miura and put one hand on his shoulder. "It's alright, we don't want to cause too much trouble in public areas like this."

Miura looked blankly at the place where Donald's eyes should be but he saw just bandages.

He calmed down and said with a small smile on his face. "You're right.

We certainly don't want to go to juvie."

Donald looked to the place where he heard the guys from God Dog whisper some things and said. "Tell your leader to come in person if he wants to see me.

But the next time you're going to see me..."

Donald raised his chin upwards and said while 'looking' down at them. "You'll have to prepare yourself for what your VP went through."

After he said that they got chills on their back since they understood the message.

Donald Na turned around and said while walking away. "Let's go, they got the message since they didn't say anything."

Miura went after Donald and started walking behind him.

Miura looked back with pitch black eyes for one last time, this again sent fear into those guy's hearts, making any thought of going against him nonexistent.

They left leaving behind an unconscious Jin Jang who had one eye sent out of it's socket and a purple mark on the side of his face.