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Chapter 103.1: Die or Kill Someone (2)

At any rate, the guy at least seemed to be clearly following Lee Ji-Yeon when she headed to the entrance.

Damn it!

The Serpent Venimeux wouldn’t follow Lee Ji-Yeon just because they were bored.

Kang Chan ended up trailing the man.

Considering she had left the hotel and was walking outside, Lee Ji-Yeon was probably going to take the bus.

“Miss Lee Ji-Yeon!” Kang Chan called out.

Son of a bitch! He would’ve been surprised.

Startled, Lee Ji-Yeon turned around to look behind her. She momentarily blanked out, but she soon urgently bowed her head.

Why does she look like that?

“Hello?” Lee Ji-Yeon’s face was thin, and she looked at Kang Chan with frightened eyes.

“Aren’t you working today?”

Lee Ji-Yeon hesitantly approached Kang Chan.

She probably thought of him as a gang leader because of how Joo Chul-Bum treated him and the things that the female manager likely told her.

“Uh, I came here to inform the hotel that I won’t be able to come to work.”

“What’s wrong?” Kang Chan carefully looked at her.

“My family’s going through something bad.”

All Kang Chan could do was nod to matters like this. He couldn’t just ask her questions like ‘What exactly is happening?’ and ‘What’s wrong?’ After all, he had made her stop walking in the middle of the street even though he wasn’t a stalker.

However, he still had to look into why the Serpent Venimeux was following her around.

“Where do you live?”

“At Sanggye-Dong.”

Kang Chan suddenly thought of an amazing idea.

“This is good—I’m headed there as well, so let’s go take a taxi together. Going there alone would be boring.”

“But I’m not going home right now, sir.”

Damn it! Now I have to go to Sanggye-Dong for no reason.

While Lee Ji-Yeon was looking at Kang Chan, who was at a loss for words, she said goodbye and bowed her head, implying that she was leaving.

“Where are you going now?” Kang Chan prodded further.

The doorman at the entrance looked at Lee Ji-Yeon as if he felt bad for her. It definitely looked as if Kang Chan was flirting with a powerless female employee.

“I’m going to Suh Jeong’s company building at Teheran-ro.”

“Why?”

“I’m protesting alone because my unnie died unjustly,” Lee Ji-Yeon replied daringly, perhaps because she didn’t like how Kang Chan kept bothering her. She then dropped her gaze, seemingly realizing she was a bit too bold.

She was protesting alone? At the company building of Suh Jeong?

“I’m sorry to say this, but can you spare me some of your time?” Kang Chan asked.

“Sir, please just let me go.”

Kang Chan could feel people looking at him, but that wasn’t important right now.

“I just think I might be able to help you. It’ll only take a minute.”

Lee Ji-Yeon looked hesitant, but she answered with an “alright” a moment later.

“Let’s talk inside.”

Kang Chan looked at the Serpent Venimeux member, who was reflected on the glass, as he walked through the entrance. He had to be in an awkward position.

Kang Chan entered the lobby, and the female manager came toward them as she glanced at Lee Ji-Yeon, seemingly confused about what was going on.

“I’m here to have a cup of coffee,” Kang Chan told the manager.

“Alright.”

“Please call Joo Chul-Bum over for a moment.”

“I’ll do that.”

Kang Chan recommended a seat to Lee Ji-Yeon, then sat across from her.

“Do you want to drink something?” Kang Chnan asked.

“I’ll drink coffee.”

As Kang Chan ordered two cups of coffee, Joo Chul-Bum approached them.

“You were looking for me?” Joo Chul-Bum asked while glancing at Lee Ji-Yeon. For some reason, it sounded as if he was asking ‘Did this bitch do something wrong?’ Kang Chan even saw Lee Ji-Yeon flinch.

“Have a seat.”

“Alright, hyung-nim.”

Kang Chan got very annoyed because he called him hyung-nim, but that wasn’t important right now.

“Listen, and don’t look behind you.”

“Yes, hyung-nim.” Joo Chul-Bum brought his head closer to Kang Chan.

“A member of the French gang Serpent Venimeux is on the sofa on the opposite side of the lobby. I’m going to talk to that fucker and take him to your office. You remember the room that I smoked a cigarette in last time, right? Empty that room, and—don’t look behind you!”

Joo Chul-Bum was about to turn his head, but he flinched.

“I’m going to beat him up if he defies me, so clean up the mess.”

“Understood, hyung-nim. I’ll be waiting in front of the front desk, then.” Joo Chul-Bum stood up and walked toward the front desk.

Kang Chan spoke to Lee Ji-Yeon again. “I don’t know why, but someone is trailing you. That’s why I called you. If your… unnie? You said that she was your unnie, right? If she died unjustly, then I can probably help you, so let’s talk after I take care of that man. Will that be okay?”

Having heard Kang Chan’s conversation with Joo Chul-Bum, Lee Ji-Yeon’s eyes widened in shock when she learned someone was trailing her.

“Yes.”

An employee approached them and placed coffees in front of Kang Chan and Lee Ji-Yeon.

Back when Kang Chan beat up and caught Sharlan, the Serpent Venimeux told him that they owed him a favor, but he didn’t save their number.

Rather than dealing with this using troublesome means, it was better to just use his name.

Kang Chan checked one more thing before he stood up. “I’m sorry to ask, but can you think of any reason why someone would tail you?”

“No,” Lee Ji-Yeon shook her head, but she seemed to have suddenly remembered something. “Would someone tail me because I protested in front of the Suh Jeong company building?”

“An organization like Suh Jeong will find it difficult to make a move because of something like that.”

“I see.”

After getting an answer, Kang Chan immediately stood up and approached the gang member.

What a fucking child. He was pretending not to know Kang Chan even though they both knew each other.

“Serpent Venimeux, let me ask you for a favor,” As Kang Chan spoke in Frencn, the gang member sharply glared at him. “I don’t know who it was, but someone from the Serpent Venimeux told me they would do me a favor if I say my name. Call your superiors for me.”

“You seem aware of our organization. If so, then are you not aware of the horrible outcome that this act of yours will bring?”

Kang Chan looked straight into the gang member’s eyes while smirking. “Why don\'t you behave while I\'m being polite? Otherwise, you\'ll end up like the ones who came before you, which means you’ll be leaving this place with broken limbs.”

The gang member, who appeared to be around his early thirties, cocked his head. “What’s your name?”

“God of Blackfield.”

“What do you want?” the man asked after they bluntly answered each other’s questions.

“Tell me why you’re following that woman around.”

Doubt flashed across the gang member’s eyes. He seemed to think, ‘Can I do that?’

“There’s a quiet office inside this hotel. Why don’t we talk there over a cigarette?” Kang Chan offered.

When Kang Chan nodded toward the office, the gang member stood up as if he had no other choice.

Bam!?

However, in an instant, the gang member closed in on Kang Chan and tried to stab his eyes.

Bam! Pow! Pow! Pow!

Kang Chan swatted away his hand and hit his neck, the pit of his stomach, and his armpit with all his might.

“Kyaak!” someone screamed.

As Joo Chul-Bum came over, Kang Chan draped the gang member’s arm over his shoulder.

The employee at the front desk and the employees in the lounge immediately headed to the commotion and reassured the customers. Meanwhile, Kang Chan saw Lee Ji-Yeon looking at them with a surprised and scared expression.

“Miss Manager, please tell Miss Lee Ji-Yeon to wait for me.”

“As you wish, Mr. Kang Chan.”

Kang Chan quickly headed to Joo Chul-Bum’s office.

“It’s this one, hyung-nim.” Joo Chul-Bum opened the door slightly and waited for Kang Chan to enter.

“Bring over coffee and an ashtray,” Kang Chan ordered.

“Okay, hyung-nim.”

Joo Chul-Bum had left by the time the gang member lying on the sofa briefly tousled his hair while frowning. He seemed to be coming to his senses.

“I will only cut you some slack once. If you do something unnecessary again, I’ll break your arm. You better keep that in mind,” Kang Chan said.

“Ugh, so you’re doing this despite knowing who we are?”

“Why were you following Lee Ji-Yeon?”

Kang Chan took out a cigarette and handed it over to the gang member. When the gang member took it obediently, Kang Chan took out a lighter and lit up the gang member’s cigarette and the one Kang Chan was biting.

“Can I make a call before I give you an answer?” the gang member asked.

“Do whatever you want.”

As the gang member took out his phone and called someone, Joo Chul-Bum brought over two cups of coffee and placed it on the table.

“You can stay outside. I’ll be heading to the lobby as soon as this ends anyway,” Kang Chan said.

“Alright, hyung-nim.”

The gang member explained the situation to someone on the phone. When the call ended, he put his phone on top of the table.

“I was told that they’ll check and call back within five minutes,” the gang member told Kang Chan.

“Have some coffee.”

The gang member silently massaged his neck and his side while glaring at the coffee that Kang Chan had pointed to.

Five minutes passed uncomfortably. Neither of them said a word.

It would be alright even if nobody called back. After all, Kang Chan had at least confirmed that they were following Lee Ji-Yeon. Hence, he was thinking of making it impossible for the gang member to keep following her. If he had to, he would even break one of his arms.

Kang Chan was leaning back against the sofa and lighting up his second cigarette when the gang member’s phone rang. He said “oui” about three times, then held out his phone to Kang Chan.

“Ello,” Kang Chan answered the phone while looking at the man sitting in front of him.

- It’s been a long time since we talked.

The man’s voice was insidious enough for Kang Chan to clearly remember the one phone call he had with him.

- I did say that I’ll do you a favor if you ask for it using your name. What do you want, God of Blackfield?

Thinking he wanted to slap the caller’s face just once someday, Kang Chan answered, “Why is this man in front of me following a woman? Is it related to Yang Jin-Woo?”

A short silence came from the other end of the line, but he soon got an answer.

- Hey. How close are you to Lanok?

Kang Chan told him to answer, but the caller asked a question instead. From his voice, Kang Chan felt as if he was strangely looking forward to his answer.

“He calls me his friend.”

- A friend of Lanok…

He sounded worried, but it was difficult for Kang Chan to know what the guy was worried about.

- There’s something called luck in life. Luck always offers opportunities. The ones who succeed are those who know how to quickly take that opportunity, and the ones who fail are the idiots who blow it away out of stubbornness and reckless bravado.

“I wish you’d stop the life lesson now and just answer my question.”

Kang Chan heard the caller laughing out loud when he said that.

- It would be difficult for us to become enemies with Lanok. If you promise to keep the Serpent Venimeux out of what will happen afterward with the information that I give you today, then I’ll give you valuable information.

Kang Chan glanced at the man sitting across from him, finding him still massaging his neck. Kang Chan only asked him why he was following Lee Ji-Yeon, so he naturally got suspicious of why Lanok was mentioned and why the guy on the phone was asking to leave out the Serpent Venimeux from this, which was something difficult.

- We received thirteen million euros from WuYang Jeon-Woo.

How much is that? Twenty billion won? It has to be around that much.?

He was using such a large sum of money just to follow Lee Ji-Yeon around?

- The man in front of you is Phillip. Excluding him, we have recently sent over four people to South Korea and handed over a total of one hundred pounds of C4 to WuYang Jun-Woo.

Kang Chan’s mind momentarily blanked out.

Damn it! That crazy son of a bitch!

One pound of C4 was 1.3 times stronger than a grenade.

The bomb could be transformed into any shape like clay, so detectors also had trouble finding it.

If they were all detonated at the same time…

An entire floor of the international building would explode and disintegrate.

1. Sanggye-dong is a neighborhood in Seoul, South Korea