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I Became a Mafia in the Academy-Chapter 170
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Chapter 170
As I was gathering information from my sources in Bucheon about the circle the children were talking about, I heard a loud noise.
It was Latte shouting.
βMouse number one, is that how youβre going to work!β
βIβm sorry!β
βWhat? Get over it!β
βTsk, tsk!β
Apparently, theyβre getting the education they deserve.
Since theyβre going to school on weekdays, she has an ambitious plan to continue this βeducationβ every weekend and even train baristas to work at the cafe.
Apparently, theyβre skipping school every time, but hey, itβsβ¦β¦.
βIf this was Niflheim, youβd already be dead! Do you understand?!β
Uhβ¦β¦.
βThis is coffee?! I could put water on charcoal right now and itβd taste better than this! The beans are so poorly grounded!β
βHeh, heh!β
βAah!β
βDip!β
β¦β¦I think thatβs a little radical.
Is this Niflheimβ¦β¦.?
At that moment, I heard a refreshing sound of singing coming from the area where the children were being educated.
When I turned around to see what was going on, I saw Han Ji-yeon, the number one mouse, holding a cell phone with a flashing light and looking confused.
βRat 1, is this an important call?β
βWell, itβsβ¦β¦.β
She looks at Latte with a confused smile.
βUh, I think I got a call from the circle.β
βHuh?β
Latte was momentarily stunned by the suddenness of the situation, then she looked in my direction, unsure of what to do.
βLetβs checkβ¦β¦.β
I walk over and look at the phoneβs screen.
A name flashes across the screen. βBranch asshole.β
βBranch leader?β
βYep. Heβs the manager of the circle in charge of us.β
βHey, wait, youβre saying that? Are you crazy?β
Ki Min-ho quickly shuts Han Ji-yeonβs mouth.
At the same time, his screams echo through the air.
βGet your hands off me!β
βShut up! If you say anything more, you wonβt just be beaten, youβll die!β
βKids, kids. Calm downβ¦β¦.β
Suddenly the mood was strange.
βTake it.β
Hearing my words, she looks at me with trembling pupils.
I nod my head to indicate that she should trust me, and she slowly moves her finger to pull the call button to the side.
-What the fuck do you think youβre doing, not bringing me money at this hour?
A gruff voice echoes from inside the warehouse.
-Do you realize that the deadline is today? Are you protesting because you want to rummage?
Han Ji-yeon flinches as she makes a βhic!β sound in a very nervous voice.
-Why arenβt you answering!
At the same time, Ki Min-ho, who was next to her, snatches the phone away.
βBranch manager. This is Ki Min-ho.β
-Why donβt you assholesβ¦β¦come over right now?
βI havenβt met my quota yet. As soon as I fill the quota, Iβll go backββ.β
-Back?
The manβs voice, which was full of anger, turns cold.
-You mean you havenβt met your quota, do you think Iβm funny, eh?
βItβs not like that, branch managerββ.β
I snatched the cell phone from Ki Min-hoβs hand.
βWhat? Wait!β
βItβs ββ.β
The atmosphere on the other end of the phone changed, as if they had realized that the caller had changed.
-β¦β¦Who are you? That doesnβt sound like my kids.
A voice filled with wariness.
The reason for taking the phone from Ki Min-ho wasnβt that great.
βWait for me, Iβll be right there.β
I just wanted him to know who was coming.
After hanging up and tossing the phone in the backseat, I looked at the kids and said.
βYou guys stay here, Iβll be back in a minute.β
βWait, youβre really going to go there? You could really get yourself killed!β
Kim Hyun-soo was freaking out when he heard me. Then I heard a chuckle from his side. I could hear her laughing.
ββ¦β¦?β
βOops. Sorry.β
Latte returned to her stern teaching assistant mode as if nothing had happened.
It wasnβt hard to guess why she was laughing.
The idea of me being killed by the neighborhood thugs was a funny one. free(w)ebnovel(.)com
βYou guys donβt have to worry, we just need to blow up their hideout.β
ββ¦β¦A club in the back of Harlem Street in Cheonan, Card and Rabbit. Thatβs where they hang out.β
βHan Ji-yeon!β
βIf we donβt go, weβll die anyway!β
Judging by Ki Min-hoβs genuinely surprised reaction, Han Ji-yeonβs address must be true.
βCard and Rabbitβ¦β¦Latte. Stay here and keep an eye on the kids.β
βYes, Master.β
βAnd youβd better not step foot outside tonight, unless youβre hoping to die, too.β
The warning was given.
Iβve already given you shelter and a man to protect you, what more can I do for you?
From now on, if they realize that their lives come and go based on their choices, they wonβt be able to leave so easily.
As I walked out of the warehouse Han Seo-joon quickly extinguished the cigarette and straightened his back.
βHave you finished your business inside?β
βUh. I guess I should probably leave right away, but come to think of it, havenβt there been reports of youths going missing recently?β
In my recent family work, Iβve received several reports, and among them, a report of children going missing in Bupyeong or Bucheon comes to mind.
According to the report, the police didnβt take it seriously because they thought it was an adolescent runaway, but ifβ¦β¦itβs where I thought their circle was, it was better to deal with it now.
βIβm pretty sure Iβve been told there is such a thing, but why is it suddenlyβ¦β¦.β
βBecause I think I found the cause.β
ββ¦β¦?β
Apparently tonight was going to be busier than I thought.
* * *
As I look out the window, I begin to notice the scenery slowly changing.
Unlike the Incheon Outer Area, the city center is unruly.
There were men scavenging in every alleyway and groups of people exhaling unidentifiable blue smoke along with groups roaming the streets with weapons strapped to their waists.
It was the stuff Harlem is made of.
βWhat can I do to help?β
Han Seo-joonβs voice came from behind the wheel.
βSupportβ¦β¦?β
The corners of his mouth were uncharacteristically upturned and I quickly realized his intention.
βYouβre joking, right?β
βDid I get caught? Of course you donβt need backup to deal with a bunch of bums like that.β
Was it because everyone Iβd dealt with lately had been above a certain level?
The feeling I had now was more like I was going to clean up a mess.
βIf thatβs what you say, then I wonβt call for backup, but Iβll be nearby in case something happensβ¦β¦.β
I couldnβt refuse because I was going into enemy territory, and if something happened to me, he, my dedicated assistant, would be responsible.
βOkay, Iβll call you right away if anything happens.β
βOf course, Master. Oh, it looks like weβve arrived at the right place. Thereβs Card and Rabbit.β
The exterior of Card and Rabbit wasnβt much different from what I expected.
An old building, a neon sign of a rabbit on dull cement.
Around the neon sign, which blinked furiously to assert itself as if it were nearing the end of its life, were flies that could only be seen through blurry eyes.
βββ? ββββ?
I can feel the vibrations of the music outside through the glass window.
It must be coming from the club in front of us.
I wonder what ugly truth this song is hiding.
βMaster. We have a suspicious group approaching from the right.β
As Han Seo-joon said that, he looked shyly to the side.
When I turned my head to follow his gaze, I saw a group of guys with their hands tucked into their pants pockets walking toward us.
There were about three of them.
In retrospect, I realize that I probably deserved the attention of the hyenas because I was driving a luxury sedan into Harlem.
And I knew all too well how to get out of this situation.
Zeeeeeeeeeeeee-ingββ
As I slowly lowered the window, they walked toward me, giggling.
βHey, master. Did you get lost or something? Parking here is pretty expensive.β
βββHey, is this how they treat guests in this neighborhood?β
βA customer?β
βThen why would a rich master come here in an expensive car? Iβm here by invitation. Do you want to offend me?β
Thatβs how the original owner of this body Eugene Han Corleone would act.
βWhat the fuck, asshole, Iβm a guest, get out of my way!β
βYeah? Oh, yeah.β
You might think that Iβm some kind of wealthy master of a backwater shop like this, but Iβm not.
On the contrary, the better known you are, the more likely you are to hang out in back alleys like this.
And the guys who work here are one of the few who know this better than anyone else.
βWeβll open it for you, Master!β
I spit on the ground as I casually get out of the car, as the guys suddenly change their demeanor and start opening the back door to greet me.
βAre you guys having any fun today?β
βYeah. Thereβs more people than usual and the waterβs good, you wonβt regret it.β
βReally?β
The guy looked a little dumbfounded at first glance.
Itβs not that hard to increase his likability.
βHey.β
βYeah. Master.β
βDo you have a business card?β
βYou mean a business cardβ¦β¦?β
βYes, business card. I feel good that you responded to me properly, so Iβm going to play with your business card, so give me one.β
ββ¦β¦Choi, Iβll do my best!β
He immediately bent his waist at 90 degrees and handed me his business card with both hands.
It read βCard and Rabbitβ in pink letters on a black background.
On the back was his name and title.
βMD Mapak?β
I thought to myself, what a cheesy name.
I was walking toward the entrance with him.
βExcuse me, sir. I was wondering about something.β
βUm?β
Mapak turned to me.
βWhat is it?β
βWell, itβs thatβ¦β¦ is a membership club, isnβt it? That being said, there must be someone else who recommended this place to you, and I was wondering if I could get an invitation or the name of your acquaintance?β
In other words, this is a place where only people with shit on them come, and whose shit did you come in with?
I thought he was a moron, but then I realized that he might be pretty sharp or maybe he was just asking out of the blue.
βThen can I ask you a question?β
βWhat? You can ask me anything, master.β
So I turned and asked him.
βWhere are all the kids you kidnapped?β
ββ¦β¦?β
βThe kids who didnβt pay you guys the activity fee and were just taken away. Where are they?β
ββ¦β¦Who are you?β
His face, which had just been wearing a businesslike smile, contorts into a vicious grimace.
βI told you Iβm a guest.β
Heβs asking me again after Iβve already given him the correct answer.
Clearly, heβs an idiot.
βOh, by the way, did you ask if I have an invitation?β
Of course I did, and I brought it with me.
βIβve been let in everywhere else just by showing this, so I donβt know if thatβs the case here?β
At the same time, the giant gun in the cube appears, casually pointing it at his head.
βThis will let me in, right?β
Of course, if you want to say no, you can say no.

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