Chapter 10: The Cheonung Trading Company vs The Phantom Troupe

Suho Kang's Point of View

I had finally arrived in the southwest sector of Seoul, precisely in Chinatown, in the Daelim district. 

There was a high concentration of foreigners in the area and I could feel their gazes on me, it was as if I was the foreigner here .

"I don't like this place," Hansol declared, frowning.

"I agree with you," Rira Seo responded, clearly uncomfortable as she looked around.

"Sorry to tell you this now, but you'll have to visit this place often," I calmly informed them.

"What?" they said at the same time.

"Our gang is too weak for now, it's just a gathering of homeless teenagers," I began to explain. 

"So, we need support, and preferably a powerful one," I said as I entered a random restaurant.

"Is that why we came here? You want to get support to develop the organization more quickly?" PNG asked as he took a seat.

"Exactly, but also for all of you here," I declared before signaling the waiter.

"What would you like, dear customers? I'll point out that alcohol is not served to minors," he said, giving my uniform a mocking glance.

"I didn't come to eat or drink, but to meet someone," I said, watching his facial expression.

"You come to a restaurant, with no intention of eating or drinking, but just to meet someone??" he asked in a clearly annoyed tone.

"Exactly, I want to speak with Cha Yu Hwa, the owner, and tell her it's the new investor of the Cheonung Trading company, named Suho Kang," I said nonchalantly as I made myself comfortable.

"Kid, I've been very nice, but I think you're taking me for a choirboy," he said, removing an axe from his belt.

"Get out of my restaurant and I'll act as if you were never here," he said in a clearly hostile tone.

I could see the girls had become nervous, but PNG had kept his calm and had even put his hand inside his black jacket.

"I see that thugs only understand one language," I said with a sigh.

I could see that my words were the straw that broke the camel's back. The man swung his axe with great force towards me, precisely towards my throat. 

He clearly seemed to have the intention of killing me.

I caught his forearm and struck his elbow at an even faster speed than his attack. 

*Crack* It was a sound that resonated throughout the restaurant room.

The man was writhing in pain on the ground, but whose fault ?

"Kid, you shouldn't have done that," a man declared, accompanied by a group that had arrived a few minutes after I had dealt with the restaurant waiter.

They are surely official members of Cheonung.

"I see that I'll have to keep correcting you until Cha Yu Hwa arrives," I said as I stood up.

I began to remove my tie and jacket, then roll up my sleeves. In the end, I only had a white shirt on for the top.

"Thank you for waiting patiently, as a reward, I'll just take one member from each of you," I said, taking a jeet kune do or JKD stance.

It was the main martial art of the protagonist of Hanlim Gym, named Yeongha Jeon, also Suho Kang's rival.

I instinctively felt more comfortable using it in combat, but as Kang Suho, I change martial arts depending on the situation or to add difficulty.

After my words, they all rushed at me. I could see PNG position himself in front of the girls and Hansol pull out a knife from his black leather jacket.

The first person who came within range of my fists was sent flying with a blow to the stomach.

Currently, I was no longer holding back my strength, I wasn't dealing with hormone-influenced teenagers or those with family problems, but responsible adults.

Each of them had made the decision to attack teenagers, so I wasn't going to hold back against such scum.

I dodged an axe strike and grabbed the waiter by the shirt to throw him at a guy who was coming from PNG's blind spot before delivering a jumping kick to the face of another approaching one.

They were all slow from my point of view and none of them had been able to get up after taking one of my blows, and I sometimes heard the *crack* sounds as I hit the jaws of the scum in front of me.

"GET OUT OF HERE, AMATEURS!" shouted a voice from behind the gathered waiters and thugs.

"Wait a minute, these are kids," declared the woman holding a magnificently decorated kukri knife in front of me.

"Xiuren, don't judge them by their appearance, the two boys are abnormally strong and they've seriously injured some of us," said the random guy whose arm I had broken at the start of the conflict.

After listening to those words, the woman identified as Xiuren looked around her before fixing her gaze on me.

I was currently standing and at my feet, there were a lot of people moaning in pain.

"In my defense, I just asked to see Cha Yu Hwa to talk business, but your guys..." I couldn't finish expressing myself.

The bitch had charged at me, brandishing her kukri knife with a strong murderous intent.

I had to dodge her attacks for a while and frankly, I'm not sure I'd be able to dodge everything if I didn't have the eyes of misfortune.

Her knife attacks were just too unpredictable and random.

As I was dodging, I noticed a fire extinguisher next to my location.

That gave me an idea to buy some time and I couldn't help but thank Sukuna and Gojo for inspiring me.

I dodged one of her attacks and kicked towards her stomach to push her back.

I grabbed the fire extinguisher next to me and, without hesitation, threw it at her. As expected, she instinctively used her kukri to cut the extinguisher in front of her.

I took advantage of the distraction created by the extinguisher to reduce the distance between her and me. I brought my hand close to one of her breasts, precisely the one above her heart.

I knew who I was dealing with, she was the Butcher of Cheonung, a woman who had been able to make her way to the top of a gang and had a great reputation in the dark world of Seoul.

I wanted and had to end this fight quickly and if possible in one blow. I really wanted to avoid using "the Origin" now.

So I was going to use the most famous technique of Bruce Lee and jeet kune do, the "One Inch Punch".

"What are you doing, pervert? Aaah!" Xiuren screamed, spitting blood. She had been thrown against a wall.

There were cracks on the wall, but surprisingly, she still seemed conscious.

Frankly, I had been surprised that she had slightly stepped back at the last second to weaken my blow.

But she was still spitting blood on the ground, which showed that my technique had partially worked.

"Now that a hierarchy of strong and weak has been created, can we talk business?" I said, grabbing her by her ponytail to bring her face closer to mine.

*Spits* She had spat in my face after I finished my words.

"You know, I've always been a staunch defender of gender equality," I said with a smile.

I dragged her to her kukri and picked it up.

After putting Xiuren on the ground, I could see the faces of the people around me change color.

No member of Cheonung had intervened as I nonchalantly walked, dragging Xiuren along the ground.

I was sitting on a chair that was still intact despite the commotion, with my white shirt stained with blood, and PNG next to me.

I could see that he had been able to protect the girls, but he hadn't escaped a few knife blows. He had his jacket torn and some blood stains.

"Are you hurt?" I asked, slightly disappointed.

If he had been hurt against these random characters, then he would really need a lot of training later.

"It's harder than I thought to protect and fight," he replied with his usually inexpressive face.

"Are you really sure you're human?" Rira Seo asked, alternating her gaze between me and Xiuren.

"Tell yourself that soon, you must have at least the levels of this bitch, if you want to keep working with me," I said, shaking Xiuren's head, which I was holding by the hair