Chapter 291: Mowing Down (1)

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Chapter 291: Mowing Down (1)

'I’m too scared to even talk to him now, aren’t I?'

Bang Jin-Hun grimly narrowed his eyes. If he was being honest, even following Kang Jin-Ho like this was scaring the living daylights out of him. While observing the utterly-silent Kang Jin-Ho heading toward the Assembly Master's private residence, Bang Jin-Hun nervously gulped.

None of the versions of the Kang Jin-Ho that Bang Jin-Hun had witnessed so far could be described as 'nice.' Even after taking into account all those versions, though, this Kang Jin-Ho was... peculiar, to say the least. Just the sight of his back while he walked around was enough to choke the air out of those behind him.

How frightening! Bang Jin-Hun could think of all sorts of flowery descriptions, but at their core, only one emotion existed. For now, Bang Jin-Hun and Kang Jin-Ho existed within the realm of 'allies.’ However, that didn't lessen Bang Jin-Hun's fear of Kang Jin-Ho one bit.

But this fear didn't simply exist as fear in Bang Jin-Hun's head. Because he was certain that his enemies tonight would get to experience a level of fear so—so much more crippling than his.

'Same things happened throughout history, didn't they?'

The famous generals found throughout history who reputedly raised the morals of the allies to the heavens while making the enemies scared of them even though they were simply standing as the spearhead... Would their backs be similar to Kang Jin-Ho's? A back that instilled fear, but... But one that could also inspire confidence and boost your morals?

'And they say a man's back tells everything you need to know about him, too...'

Bang Jin-Hun suddenly grew curious about what others would think about his back. He imagined what his back would look like from some distance away, and... Eventually, he shook his head.

'Nope, can't even compare.'

The differences in their abilities were simply too great. No, wait. It might not be as simple as that. Kang Jin-Ho had lived a far longer life than Bang Jin-Hun, meaning he had to have experienced so much more. Bang Jin-Hun deciding that everything was down to the differences in physical specs and abilities would be him giving up on his own future, and an insult to the life Kang Jin-Hu had to have lived.

Bang Jin-Hun bit down on his lip. It wasn’t right now, but someday...!

He had to carry that mindset in his heart.

Kang Jin-Ho fearlessly walking ahead suddenly stopped. Almost at the same time, Bang Jin-Hun and his followers stopped walking as well.

"Why...?" Bang Jin-Hun muttered, only to hurriedly cover up his mouth. He knew he wasn't supposed to carelessly say something like that, so how could he...

Fortunately enough, Kang Jin-Ho didn't pay him any attention and addressed someone else. “Come out. Now.”

His voice was low and cold. Despite lacking the intention to threaten, it still managed to instill fear in those who heard it. What a relief it was that Kang Jin-Ho's voice wasn't meant for Bang Jin-Hun or his men! In that case, who was he talking to?

Bang Jin-Hun's question was soon answered. Not too long after Kang Jin-Ho finished calling out, three figures emerged from the thick darkness cast by the shadow of the building in front of Bang Jin-Hun's group. These three figures started closing the distance.

Bang Jin-Hun sucked in a deep breath.

'I couldn't even sense them there.'

What could have happened if Bang Jin-Hun and his men infiltrated this place without Kang Jin-Ho? Would they be able to fight against this trio?

This was different from fighting known enemies in broad daylight. Would Bang Jin-Hun be able to avoid all the traps set by the aging but still crafty fox to kill the assassins after him? It was questionable.

Bang Jin-Hun finally realized how lucky he had been for driving Lee Jung-Geol to that state back in the mountainside villa. It could only happen with the combination of Lee Jung-Geol letting his guard down while thinking, 'He wouldn't dare to do that to me now, would he?' and the perfect timing.

Such luck would never come around again. Bang Jin-Hun shouldn’t rely on such luck to deal with this situation and with just his own strength alone.

“Hah. Director Bang, don't you think sneaking in like some kind of a cat burglar is rather damaging to your reputation?”

Bang Jin-Hun narrowed his eyes while studying one of the trio that snarkily addressed him.

'Do I know him?'

Unfortunately, he didn't recognize the punk.

'...Makes sense.'

This shouldn't come as a surprise. Just like how Bang Jin-Hun had trained Cheon Tae-Hun in secret, Lee Jung-Geol had to have trained a combat force no one knew about, too. And just like how Cheon Tae-Hun knew every little dirty detail of Lee Jung-Geol, this trio should know everything about Bang Jin-Hun, too. Perhaps they knew him even better than Bang Jin-Hun himself!

“...”

When Bang Jin-Ho struggled to find the right response to that question, the snarky leader of the trio stopped observing the situation, smirked arrogantly and addressed Kang Jin-Ho. "Listen, boy. Looks like you've seen some sh*t before, but here's the thing. This is a place for adults. Kids like you don't belong here. So, you go sit over there in a corner and let the adults talk, okay? Before we scold you, and you go running back to your mommy crying."

Kang Jin-Ho chuckled faintly at that.

"Huh? Would you look at this brat? Hey, boy. Where did you even pick up such a scary-looking sword from? Don't you know that little kids walking around with things like that will only get—"

Suddenly, the man stopped talking.

Bang Jin-Hun was somewhat flustered by that. If someone suddenly stopped blabbing his mouth, a person's instincts would be to check the surroundings to see if something had distracted him. However, Bang Jin-Hun couldn't sense any movements around.

'What's gotten into him, then?'

However, Bang Jin-Hun's fluster was nothing compared to the shock the man in question was feeling right now.

'What's... going on?'

For some reason, no words wanted to come out of his mouth. It wasn't as if he had consciously stopped himself from talking. No, it just stopped. His brain was ordering his mouth, but his body was refusing to heed it.

'How come?'

That wasn't the only strange thing... Even his vision was not functioning properly. His view seemed to get a little blurrier, then slowly drifted upward instead of staring at the front. The face of the young man, Kang Jin-Ho, seemed to slide lower in his vision before it was dominated by the sight of the starless black night sky.

Lastly...

'Isn't that...?'

The last thing this man saw was some random dude's back that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere in front of him. However, that back belonged to himself. As the man realized that his back was something he should have never seen in his life, his consciousness was shut down like a TV that had been unplugged.

“...!” Bang Jin-Hun tightly clenched his fists. 'Just when?!'

A red line suddenly appeared around that man's mouth as he talked, then... Like a scene from a horror movie, his head split wide open from top to bottom. The top half rolled off and fell off the ground.

Splaaaaash!

A fountain of blood exploded from the severed artery.

Shuffle...

The headless man's figure collapsed to the ground in slow motion. And no one—absolutely no one spoke.

The dead man's colleagues stood there silently with their eyes wide open. As for Bang Jin-Hun's underlings, they also stood there covering their mouths as their figures shivering pitifully.

Were they in shock at the grisly demise of their fellow human being? No, it was nothing like that.

They had already witnessed countless deaths before. Even if someone they knew were killed in the most gruesome, horrific manner possible, they wouldn't get shocked to this degree. As such, their shock stemmed from something else.

Not a single person here, including Bang Jin-Hun, had noticed just when Kang Jin-Ho made his move. Considering the situation and the wound on the dead man, Kang Jin-Ho definitely sliced that man's head off. However, no one witnessed him doing that.

That was what kept all these men rooted to their spot, unable to budge an inch. They were afraid that if they moved even a finger, the invisible blade would chop their heads off. The pressure—the fear—that particular knowledge brought them ruthlessly crushed them.

'Dammit...!'

Bang Jin-Hun could feel his hand trembling. He knew he shouldn’t show a weak side to his subordinates, at least not here and not now, but there was nothing he could do about his trembling hands. He resorted to shoving his hands inside his pockets to hide the tremor, and then he stared at Kang Jin-Ho while nervously gulping a mouthful of his own saliva.

Kang Jin-Ho glanced at the headless corpse with blood gushing out, then leisurely raised his voice. “Carelessly running your mouth invites disaster.”

The dead man should have known this truth a bit earlier. Kang Jin-Ho turned his head toward the two surviving men, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

“...Next.”

Terror quickly overtook the expressions of the two surviving men.