Chapter 52 - Just another day of New York

It was Saturday morning, as sunrise gave a beautiful greeting in the noisy pier of New York. The people chattering as the cars roam the tall bridge inside of my restaurant.

I met some good people last night such as Jenny. The one who's a stewardess in a plane crash accident on an unknown island. I made her a sous chef and she really likes the job that she has been doing at this restaurant for six years of service.

She was one of the people that I trusted so far, and made some decisions that I teach my techniques in cooking by using online chat and so far, she is even able to recreate some new techniques on her own. If I say, she was a prodigy in the world of cooking.

For those six years, she married a cafe guy that I met 6 years ago in the Chinatown fights. They even have a bratty child that gives me a headache everytime we talk, not just a chat but he knows how to trashtalk and the worst thing is that .

I don't know where his attitude came from, but his attitude would be different whenever he talks to his parents.

I called someone to know about the coach's whereabouts, after six years of training, he didn't contact me for the last 9 months.

"Hello, this is Tiger's boxing gym. What can I help you with?" A woman's voice answered me on the phone.

I told her and said, "Hello too, this is Ken, a friend of the coach in that boxing gym. Can I know his location whereabouts right now? He seemed didn't contact me recently so I made a call to know what is he doing"

"Sir, even I still don't know currently where he is. He leave 4 months ago without anyone notice"

'4 months ago? I thought he leave this gym 9 months ago? This is weird...' I thought. "Thank you for your time miss, if you ever knew where about would you please just call this number?".

"No problem Sir" as she hung up the phone as she remembered something in his mind. 'What a minute isn't the contributor named Ken? I hope he's not that one though'.

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At noon, I left the house and went for a walk. It was a busy day for a bustling city of New York. The air is pretty polluted unlike my training grounds in deep forest somewhere in South Korea, and still I'm adjusting to the environment.

I was looking here and there, some clothing stores especially that really piqued my interest and since I took a look inside.

'This quite good looking clothes isn't it? I should stop here first before going to Rand Industries about the contract' I thought.

*cling*

The sound of bells ringing in the shop. The shop was quite small in between two food stalls, but pretty good in business at first sight. They have some customers around 15 of them.

"Good morning sir, what is it would you sir!" A blond girl in her twenties asked me with a cheerful smile on her face.

"I would like to buy that clothes, if possible can I take a size of it?" I asked, pointing to the cloth.

"No problem sir, just go around that corner you can see the changing area. Is there anything else sir?"

"That's all, thank you" as I take the clothes out from the mannequin and walk towards the changing room. As soon as I get there, the four rooms are already occupied. I waited for them to come out and just a few minutes later, a guy with a tattoo on his neck came out.

"There you go mate!" The man said

"Ahh, yes... thank you", as give a single glance through his clothes and notice something as I whispered to myself. 'Tsk, is carrying a gun becoming a trend these days?'. Just I was about put my pants off, the people in shop is already shouting especially the girls.

"Don't f.u.c.k.i.n.g move! especially you!" The guy with a tattoo pointed at the cashier threatened her with a gun, a revolver pistol enough to kill a person. He seems to be pro in this type of crime since he's good at handling the gun and also he knows pretty well about the shop very well.

"Put your hands in the air where I can see them, the ones in the changing room get the hell out of there or I will blast you brains off here!" Then the three other rooms came out nervously, except me.

"Get you *ss over there boy!" He shouted at me loudly as he was stashing the cash at the cashier putting in his brown bag hastily.

"Well... I can't do it for now bro!" I answered him back

'This motherf*cker didn't just understand what I have said?' The blond guy was so pissed off because he would not take chances if there's anyone who would report him from the police. He's always been cautious since he started robbery.

He draws his gun from his waist since he's busy stealing the money. He walked into me looking so pissed. He saw me still wearing u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r, I thought he would understand my situation but instead, he looked more pissed than ever before.

"You wasted my time, motherf*cker!" Then a loud muffle sound of a gun sounded throughout the store.

Bang!!

As if time stopped, the whole crowd went silent for a while before they were shouting.

"Ahhh! Some just got shot! Oh my God!" We didn't know who shouted at first but it was like a domino effect. One will panic and the others will do the same thing.

The whole crowd didn't notice that the guy who shot at me was standing straight at me looking as a monster. He didn't know what to do and just standing there looking at me dumbfounded.

"There was once my idol said that, in terms of martial arts... speed defines the winner" as I block the bullet with my two fingers.

"How the f*ck did-....." before he finished he talked, it was stopped midway and he blacked out.

Police arrive late for a few minutes before they arrive at the scene. They compromised the blonde guy into submission and all about his crime. About the customers, they stayed for a bit for interrogation and let them off after a dew briefing and questions.

They put me as the last witness because of what happened and they gave me a reprimand, but they were also grateful because I saved some lives.

"So how did you do it boy?" A bulky policeman asked me, wondering how I beat the thief with a gun in his hands.

"Meh... I just know self defence here and there... haha" as I made a dry laugh

"Well, as expected of asian boys know kung fu" he smiles with a laugh.

"That's kinda racist isn't"

I was released from the police station, and went to my restaurant since it's almost night time. It's just a few hours I would help my workers to close it down. I would like to help them much, especially their cooking skills.

And yet it was a very big surprise tonight that I never expected to see someone special.