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.

โ€œMouse number one, is that how youโ€™re going to work!โ€

โ€œIโ€™m sorry!โ€

โ€œWhat? Get over it!โ€

โ€œTsk, tsk!โ€

Apparently, theyโ€™re getting the education they deserve.

Since theyโ€™re going to school on weekdays, she has an ambitious plan to continue this โ€œeducationโ€ every weekend and even train baristas to work at the cafe.

Apparently, theyโ€™re skipping school every time, but hey, itโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ฆ.

โ€œIf this was Niflheim, youโ€™d already be dead! Do you understand?!โ€

Uhโ€ฆโ€ฆ.

โ€œThis is coffee?! I could put water on charcoal right now and itโ€™d taste better than this! The beans are so poorly grounded!โ€

โ€œHeh, heh!โ€

โ€œAah!โ€

โ€œDip!โ€

โ€ฆโ€ฆI think thatโ€™s a little radical.

Is this Niflheimโ€ฆโ€ฆ.?

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.

โ€œRat 1, is this an important call?โ€

โ€œWell, itโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ฆ.โ€

She looks at Latte with a confused smile.

โ€œUh, I think I got a call from the circle.โ€

โ€œHuh?โ€

Latte was momentarily stunned by the suddenness of the situation, then she looked in my direction, unsure of what to do.

โ€œLetโ€™s checkโ€ฆโ€ฆ.โ€

I walk over and look at the phoneโ€™s screen.

A name flashes across the screen. โ€œBranch asshole.โ€

โ€œBranch leader?โ€

โ€œYep. Heโ€™s the manager of the circle in charge of us.โ€

โ€œHey, wait, youโ€™re saying that? Are you crazy?โ€

Ki Min-ho quickly shuts Han Ji-yeonโ€™s mouth.

At the same time, his screams echo through the air.

โ€œGet your hands off me!โ€

โ€œShut up! If you say anything more, you wonโ€™t just be beaten, youโ€™ll die!โ€

โ€œKids, kids. Calm downโ€ฆโ€ฆ.โ€

Suddenly the mood was strange.

โ€œTake it.โ€

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 youโ€™re 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 โ€˜hic!โ€™ sound in a very nervous voice.

-Why arenโ€™t you answering!

At the same time, Ki Min-ho, who was next to her, snatches the phone away.

โ€œBranch manager. This is Ki Min-ho.โ€

-Why donโ€™t you assholesโ€ฆโ€ฆcome over right now?

โ€œI havenโ€™t met my quota yet. As soon as I fill the quota, Iโ€™ll go backโ”€โ”€.โ€

-Back?

The manโ€™s voice, which was full of anger, turns cold.

-You mean you havenโ€™t met your quota, do you think Iโ€™m funny, eh?

โ€œItโ€™s not like that, branch managerโ”€โ”€.โ€

I snatched the cell phone from Ki Min-hoโ€™s hand.

โ€œWhat? Wait!โ€

โ€œItโ€™s โ”€โ”€.โ€

The atmosphere on the other end of the phone changed, as if they had realized that the caller had changed.

-โ€ฆโ€ฆWho are you? That doesnโ€™t sound like my kids.

A voice filled with wariness.

The reason for taking the phone from Ki Min-ho wasnโ€™t that great.

โ€œWait for me, Iโ€™ll be right there.โ€

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.

โ€œYou guys stay here, Iโ€™ll be back in a minute.โ€

โ€œWait, youโ€™re really going to go there? You could really get yourself killed!โ€

Kim Hyun-soo was freaking out when he heard me. Then I heard a chuckle from his side. I could hear her laughing.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ?โ€

โ€œOops. Sorry.โ€

Latte returned to her stern teaching assistant mode as if nothing had happened.

It wasnโ€™t 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

โ€œYou guys donโ€™t have to worry, we just need to blow up their hideout.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆA club in the back of Harlem Street in Cheonan, Card and Rabbit. Thatโ€™s where they hang out.โ€

โ€œHan Ji-yeon!โ€

โ€œIf we donโ€™t go, weโ€™ll die anyway!โ€

Judging by Ki Min-hoโ€™s genuinely surprised reaction, Han Ji-yeonโ€™s address must be true.

โ€œCard and Rabbitโ€ฆโ€ฆLatte. Stay here and keep an eye on the kids.โ€

โ€œYes, Master.โ€

โ€œAnd youโ€™d better not step foot outside tonight, unless youโ€™re hoping to die, too.โ€

The warning was given.

Iโ€™ve 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 wonโ€™t be able to leave so easily.

As I walked out of the warehouse Han Seo-joon quickly extinguished the cigarette and straightened his back.

โ€œHave you finished your business inside?โ€

โ€œUh. I guess I should probably leave right away, but come to think of it, havenโ€™t there been reports of youths going missing recently?โ€

In my recent family work, Iโ€™ve 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 didnโ€™t take it seriously because they thought it was an adolescent runaway, but ifโ€ฆโ€ฆitโ€™s where I thought their circle was, it was better to deal with it now.

โ€œIโ€™m pretty sure Iโ€™ve been told there is such a thing, but why is it suddenlyโ€ฆโ€ฆ.โ€

โ€œBecause I think I found the cause.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ?โ€

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.

โ€œWhat can I do to help?โ€

Han Seo-joonโ€™s voice came from behind the wheel.

โ€œSupportโ€ฆโ€ฆ?โ€

The corners of his mouth were uncharacteristically upturned and I quickly realized his intention.

โ€œYouโ€™re joking, right?โ€

โ€œDid I get caught? Of course you donโ€™t need backup to deal with a bunch of bums like that.โ€

Was it because everyone Iโ€™d 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.

โ€œIf thatโ€™s what you say, then I wonโ€™t call for backup, but Iโ€™ll be nearby in case something happensโ€ฆโ€ฆ.โ€

I couldnโ€™t refuse because I was going into enemy territory, and if something happened to me, he, my dedicated assistant, would be responsible.

โ€œOkay, Iโ€™ll call you right away if anything happens.โ€

โ€œOf course, Master. Oh, it looks like weโ€™ve arrived at the right place. Thereโ€™s Card and Rabbit.โ€

The exterior of Card and Rabbit wasnโ€™t 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.

โ”€โ”€โ”€? โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€?

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.

โ€œMaster. We have a suspicious group approaching from the right.โ€

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-ingโ”€โ”€

As I slowly lowered the window, they walked toward me, giggling.

โ€œHey, master. Did you get lost or something? Parking here is pretty expensive.โ€

โ€œโ”€โ”€Hey, is this how they treat guests in this neighborhood?โ€

โ€œA customer?โ€

โ€œThen why would a rich master come here in an expensive car? Iโ€™m here by invitation. Do you want to offend me?โ€

Thatโ€™s how the original owner of this body Eugene Han Corleone would act.

โ€œWhat the fuck, asshole, Iโ€™m a guest, get out of my way!โ€

โ€œYeah? Oh, yeah.โ€

You might think that Iโ€™m some kind of wealthy master of a backwater shop like this, but Iโ€™m 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.

โ€œWeโ€™ll open it for you, Master!โ€

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.

โ€œAre you guys having any fun today?โ€

โ€œYeah. Thereโ€™s more people than usual and the waterโ€™s good, you wonโ€™t regret it.โ€

โ€œReally?โ€

The guy looked a little dumbfounded at first glance.

Itโ€™s not that hard to increase his likability.

โ€œHey.โ€

โ€œYeah. Master.โ€

โ€œDo you have a business card?โ€

โ€œYou mean a business cardโ€ฆโ€ฆ?โ€

โ€œYes, business card. I feel good that you responded to me properly, so Iโ€™m going to play with your business card, so give me one.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆChoi, Iโ€™ll do my best!โ€

He immediately bent his waist at 90 degrees and handed me his business card with both hands.

It read โ€œCard and Rabbitโ€ in pink letters on a black background.

On the back was his name and title.

โ€œMD Mapak?โ€

I thought to myself, what a cheesy name.

I was walking toward the entrance with him.

โ€œExcuse me, sir. I was wondering about something.โ€

โ€œUm?โ€

Mapak turned to me.

โ€œWhat is it?โ€

โ€œWell, itโ€™s thatโ€ฆโ€ฆ is a membership club, isnโ€™t 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?โ€

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.

โ€œThen can I ask you a question?โ€

โ€œWhat? You can ask me anything, master.โ€

So I turned and asked him.

โ€œWhere are all the kids you kidnapped?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ?โ€

โ€œThe kids who didnโ€™t pay you guys the activity fee and were just taken away. Where are they?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆWho are you?โ€

His face, which had just been wearing a businesslike smile, contorts into a vicious grimace.

โ€œI told you Iโ€™m a guest.โ€

Heโ€™s asking me again after Iโ€™ve already given him the correct answer.

Clearly, heโ€™s an idiot.

โ€œOh, by the way, did you ask if I have an invitation?โ€

Of course I did, and I brought it with me.

โ€œIโ€™ve been let in everywhere else just by showing this, so I donโ€™t know if thatโ€™s the case here?โ€

At the same time, the giant gun in the cube appears, casually pointing it at his head.

โ€œThis will let me in, right?โ€

Of course, if you want to say no, you can say no.

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