God of Blackfield

Chapter 83.1: Catching the Tail (2)

Bam! Stab!

Kang Chan positioned the kukri’s blade up against the enemy’s arm, preventing the enemy from rashly stopping Kang Chan’s elbow.

Smack!

Kang Chan then swatted away his opponent’s arm twice with his left hand and attacked with his right hand, moving it from side to side.

Stab! Stab! Stab!

The kukri’s blade penetrated into the enemy’s armpit, shoulder, and left side of the neck.

Splat! Bang-bang-bang. Crash.

Kang Chan’s opponent gushed out blood as he pushed him back. Eventually, his opponent heavily fell backward.

As he did, another enemy went up to fight Kang Chan. It was as if he had been waiting.

Swish! Swoosh! Swish!

Kang Chan’s situation could prove dangerous. Although he and his opponent were equipped with knives, Kang Chan had to use the entrance’s hallway to force his opponents to fight him one by one. Things could swiftly take a turn for the worse if they started coming down from the balcony outside or if they were to open, enter, and pincer him through a window in the living room.

“Captain!” Seok Kang-Ho was loud.

Damn it!

Kang Chan discretely looked behind him.

Slice! Pit!

As he did, his shoulder got sliced twice even though he had moved his upper body back.

Swoosh!

Kang Chan ran away, seemingly heading for the entrance. A guy inside the house ran after him.

Swoosh! Swish. Swish. Swish.

Kang Chan swung his kukri four times to fend off the enemy.

Bam!

He then kicked the paper bag that had been dropped at the entrance. The enemy bent sideways to avoid the paper bag.

Bam! Bam!

Kang Chan kicked two more paper bags, then immediately threw himself at the enemy at the last moment. The enemy twisted his upper body to avoid the paper bag, then looked at Kang Chan with surprise in his eyes.

Slice! Slice!

Kang Chan deeply slit his opponent’s neck and the area below his ear.

Splat!

The moment the man’s blood started spurting, Kang Chan slammed himself against him to push through, making it seem like Kang Chan was hugging him.

Crash!

Swish! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two more pounced on Kang Chan, one from each side. All three of them had bladed weapons, so they couldn’t just recklessly crash into each other despite fighting at close range.

Kang Chan heard the sound of fighting from outside the house. Seok Kang-Ho and Oh Gwang-Taek and his gangsters were now battling the people that had gone down from the second floor through the stairs connected to the balcony outside. He felt as if he was running out of time.

Clang!

Kang Chan blocked the dagger of the enemy to his right with his kukri.

Slice! Slice!

The guy to his left sliced his waist, but Kang Chan managed to cut the wrist of the man to his right in return. As soon as his opponent’s dagger fell to the ground…

Tatatata!

Kang Chan pounced on the enemy to his left as if he was running into his arms.

Kang Chan blocked his opponent’s knife with his own kukri, then rotated his wrist and flicked the knife aside, following up with cuts to the opponent’s wrist, forearm, and neck. However, the opponent to his right took that as an opportunity to stab him twice—one in his side and another in his armpit. Fortunately, since Kang Chan had sliced the guy’s right wrist beforehand, his opponent’s attack wasn’t powerful enough to make him lose his grip on the kukri.

Bam! Pow! Pow-pow. Slice!

Gritting his teeth, Kang Chan turned around and stopped a guy from kicking him. He then immediately followed the block by slicing the guy’s thigh. In response, his opponent moved his injured thigh away and looked at him with surprise.

He has?time to do that?

Kang Chan immediately threw himself at him and used his kukri to cut him.

Slice! Slicee! Slice!

Bang!

The guy that had his armpit, neck and the area beneath his ear sliced fell down.

Kang Chan kept hearing the people outside the house screaming and yelling. When he ran outside, he found more than ten gangsters already on the ground, bleeding. Seok Kang-Ho was holding on somehow.

Bang!

Kang Chan first ran over to and pushed Oh Gwang-Taek away with his shoulder, then fought the enemy in front of him.

Pow-pow! Stab! Stab! Slice! Slice!

Kang Chan had now realized what was going on. Except for the first two men he fought, their enemies lacked actual combat experience. Kang Chan slit his current opponent’s neck, turned around, and pounced on another enemy. Meanwhile, three more gangsters screamed tragically while grasping onto their necks.

Kang Chan immediately swung his kukri, shoving the gangsters away.

Slice! Slicee! Swing! Swing!

His opponent looked at Kang Chan while applying pressure to his neck, his eyes showing he couldn’t believe what just happened.

Splat! Thud.

Kang Chan turned around, finding the blood-covered Seok Kang-Ho still in the middle of a fight. His opponent was the last of their enemies.

Kang Chan immediately ran over and cut the left shoulder of Seok Kang-Ho’s enemy, who was swinging his knife toward Seok Kang-Ho. Kang Chan then consecutively slashed his neck and the area below his ear.

Thud.

“Who do these fuckers think they are?” Seok Kang-Ho asked, seemingly to insult them.

“Contact manager Kim and clear the first floor. I’ll search through the second floor.”

Kang Chan walked past Oh Gwang-Taek, who was just standing around stunned, and ran toward the second floor. He took the stairs outside the house to go up to the veranda, then immediately ran into the second floor.

“Tsk!”

Kang Chan frowned. There were around ten dead gangsters inside, their necks and the area below their ears sliced open. They were probably the people that had allegedly been called in from China

One of them was still wriggling, but it wouldn’t be wrong to consider him as good as dead even if he was in the emergency room right now due to those neck and ear wounds he had sustained. After all, the moment an artery between those wounds was cut, it would shrivel up and become smaller than half of its original size.

There was one more room on either side of the second floor, the situations of which were even more horrible. Inside them, he found the people he had only injured during the battle were now dead. Someone had sliced through the bandages around them and slit their necks. Who did this, and for what?

Kang Chan went down to the yard. Seok Kang-Ho was walking out from the front door. He had ripped his clothes and wrapped the cloth around his arm and shoulder.

“We didn’t find anything special on the first floor,” Seok Kang-Ho commented.

“Give me a cigarette.”

“Here.”

Seok Kang-Ho’s hand was entirely covered with blood, so Kang Chan took a cigarette, lit it up, and put it in Seok Kang-Ho’s mouth for him.

“I think they’re beginners,” Seok Kang-Ho commented.

Kang Chan just nodded in agreement. He then yelled, “Oh Gwang-Taek!”

It seemed like Oh Gwang-Taek hadn’t returned to his senses yet. His eyes were blank as he walked to Kang Chan.

“Here.”

Kang Chan lit up the cigarette that Oh Gwang-Taek had reflexively taken from him.

Chk chk.

“Whoo.”

There was nothing better than cigarettes at times like these.

“Have you contacted manager Kim?” Kang Chan asked Seok Kang-Ho.

“Yeah. He told us to stay put and not to contact anyone else since he’s coming with the medical team.”

Kang Chan looked around the yard. He was told that more than twenty gangsters came here, but amongst them, only four of them were standing right now, and that included Oh Gwang-Taek. He felt sorry for the dead guys, but in that situation, newbies had basically thrown themselves at professionals.

“Do you have another cigarette?” Oh Gwang-Taek asked Kang Chan.

Kang Chan wordlessly handed over a cigarette to Oh Gwang-Taek.

“Is this why you told me to keep out of this?” Oh Gwang-Taek asked.

Oh Gwang-Taek’s eyes were gleaming with anger, perhaps because he had come to his senses.

“Answer me.”

He looked threatening. It was as if he was about to attack Kang Chan.

“Oh Gwang-Taek, your men’s determination in knife fights wasn’t inferior, especially those like you. But this is a different kind of battle. Our enemies today were specifically made for fights like this. All they ever did were eat and train to kill others,” Kang Chan explained.

“Then what about you and Kang-Ho hyung-nim?”

Kang Chan glanced at Seok Kang-Ho, then looked at Oh Gwang-Taek again. Oh Gwang-Taek couldn’t even take a puff of the cigarette, even though he had asked for it.

“I asked what kind of people you and Kang-Ho hyung-nim are!”

“Both of us used to live in this kind of world. That’s all I can tell you,” Kang Chan answered Oh Gwang-Taek.

Oh Gwang-Taek looked straight at Kang Chan. He was surprised and angry. This was hard for him to take in. People in his situation would end up doing one of two options.

They either pounced.

“Whoo!”

Or they dropped their heads like Oh Gwang-Taek did just now.

Kang Chan bit on a cigarette, then held a lighter up to light it.

“Give me another one,” Oh Gwang-Taek held out his hand after throwing the cigarette that he had been holding to the ground.

Click.

“Whoo. What should I do? I feel sorry for the fuckers that got killed. What am I supposed to tell them now that they had been killed without even being able to fight back just to protect me?” Oh Gwang-Taek asked.

Things like this shouldn’t be touched. If Oh Gwang-Taek pounced on Kang Chan, then he would beat him up. But it wasn’t respectful to provoke a person that had lost their subordinates or someone they loved. They heard the noisy sound of a car engine and the sounds of people stepping on gravel. Soon, a van and an ambulance roughly came into their view.

Click!

The door opened, and the agents and paramedics spilled into the house.

Four of them ran into the house without a word, seemingly aware of what transpired here. The four paramedics split into two groups. They then examined the dead gangsters and treated the survivors’ injuries.

An agent and a doctor approached Kang Chan at the same time.

“We were told that the manager will arrive a bit later since he's at Samseong-dong right now, so please get some treatment for now. We’ll be transferring the bodies to the police hospital, filling up their death certificates, and handing them over,” one of them told Kang Chan.

“I’ll take care of my injuries since it’s not severe!” Kang Chan called.

1. The original sentence was “a pack of dogs had basically attacked a tiger, but we changed it because it wouldn’t fit this context

2. Samseong-dong is an affluent neighborhood or ward in Seoul, South Korea. It has a lot of upscale shopping malls, and popular restaurants and hotels