Cheat Hitter Eats It All

Chapter 626

Cheat Hitter Eats It All

I know what pitch the pitcher is going to throw and where.… with the help of ghosts.

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Chapter 626 – Episode 613. Is This a Team!? (2)

“… I get it. “I’ll tell the director tomorrow.”

‘Phew, I just cleaned up a blood clot.’

When senior Jincheol nodded, I felt like I had climbed a mountain. To be honest, after the game, his head got so hot that he even gathered his seniors, but after he gathered them all together and swore once, his head cooled down a bit.

I wasn’t the type of person who was good at talking, so I felt a bit burdened by this situation, but since I was already up, I decided to let out all the words I had inside and leave. And the first batter is Choi Jin-cheol. The reason why senior Jincheol was selected as the first batter was simple. What our team needs now is not a hitter who can hit a home run even when hitting .200, but a hitter who can safely get me home when Seongtae fails to hit a sacrifice hit.

“I’ll be waiting.”

“… Yes.”

Until last year, I was a senior who played like a human being, but this season’s performance was disappointing, so I told Jincheol what I had inside, and he readily accepted my words.

‘At this level, you know what I want to say, right?’

And the fact that senior Jincheol would voluntarily move down to the second team was enough to resonate with other players. Even the most senior member of the team took the lead and said he would move down to the second team, so there was no player who wouldn’t work hard.

‘Hehe, the others will train hard now, right?’

Honestly, it was funny that I was saying this while having sex in the locker room before the game, but these guys were worse than me having sex in the locker room before the game, so I had every right to say this.

‘Well, if you tease me, you’re better than I. By the way, what should I do with the pitcher… ?’

Fortunately, the worry didn’t last long. I didn’t know anything about pitching, so I couldn’t say anything, but now that senior Jincheol said he would be moved down to the second team, there seemed no need to say anything.

“[I’m sorry too. I should have worked harder after Crongs left, but I guess I became a little complacent because I thought I had adapted to this country.]”

Even Bellingham, a 6-year mercenary pitcher who is currently the team’s ace and senior level, is confessing his sins. I was worried that my words would not be conveyed accurately as I was listening through an interpreter, but this was enough.

“Senior Jang Yoon.”

Still, I had to make sure it was finished, so I called senior Jang Yoon, the pitching team leader.

“Huh?”

“Take care of the pitcher’s side. Really. Honestly, this is a team that uses Jamsil, so the pitcher needs to do better. Until last year, hitters did a lot of the work. “All salaries have also increased significantly.”

“… “I’m a free agent?”

“Ah… Big, big. Anyway, if you come from behind and get reversed again, you really lose your strength, right? Or would you like me to help you in some way? Just like Junhyung does to his older brother.”

Jun-hyung was the starter tomorrow, so it was a little disappointing that he wasn’t here. It would have been more effective if Junhyung had told the other players how effective the routine of getting slapped with his mouth was.

“… That’s okay. “I will focus more on the pitchers.”

“Yes. But, if it doesn’t fix it, I’ll help you. Especially bullpen pitchers.”

As I said that and looked at the bullpen pitchers, the players began to avoid my eyes one by one. Because the bullpen pitchers knew very well that when I do something, I do it. To be honest, except for veteran Park Jin-hyuk, all the bullpen pitchers were not much older than me, so I didn’t feel much pressure.

‘I heard that around the age of five, during the Joseon Dynasty, people started making friends.’

Now the problem is the remaining mercenaries.

‘Mr. Rossby, help me. What should foreign kids do in times like this? Still, don’t you know because Mr. Rossby has directed it too?’

I was worried, but since there was an expert by my side, I felt free to ask the expert how to do it.

‘Hehe, back in my day, all I had to do was hit him with a bat and crack his shins.’

After all, regardless of time and place, classics are classics for a reason.

“Hey, Butch.”

Emboldened by Mr. Rossby’s words, I decided to speak up and immediately called in Burch, the mercenary batsman.

“What?”

“[Are you understanding what I’m saying?]”

“[I was listening through an interpreter. But I don’t know what it has to do with me. Aren’t we all pros? I know about Eastern culture, but I have my own way. Because I’m a professional too.]”

Under…, This bastard won’t be able to do it. As expected, Mr. Rossby was right.

“[A bastard like that hits 20%?]”

“[Still adjusting to the league]”

“[Let the excuses end there.]”

“[Are you the only one going there? I can’t listen to you anymore.]”

“[What are you going to do if you can’t listen? Is this guy funny? Hey, if that’s the case, get out. Even if you just call anyone in group 2 and put them in your place, you’ll still get 20% off. A bastard who doesn’t even play defense…]”

To be honest, Diaz was a guy who showed high scores even though it was only one game, but I felt like I really didn’t need the batsman Burch, so I went out strong. Even if he goes home now, there will be no problem.

‘Well, in my first year, I did well even without a mercenary hitter.’

“[Stop. It’s hard to listen to it anymore.]”

“[Shut up. Even if it’s a teen, erase it and say something like that. How about working out a little harder during that time?]”

To be honest, I’m not sure if he uses Tinder or not, but I threw that out because both Crongs and Williams have said a few times that they used Tinder to seduce women,

“[… That is my private life.]”

… That soon turned out to be true. A bastard who can’t even play baseball only talks about women.

This guy is a disgrace to the baseball world!

Using the sacred baseball game to meet women was something I couldn’t forgive. Is there one more reason to bring him to his senses?

‘… ?’

‘You’re in a good mood right now, why are you suddenly making that face?’

‘… No.’

Suddenly, Mr. Rossby made a strange expression and paused slightly, but I regained my composure and continued speaking.

“[Are you embarrassed if a loser who came to the East without even being able to make it to the major leagues is hitting .200 here too?]”

As soon as I finished speaking, he stood up. Of course, this was the expected result. If he wasn’t going to stand up when I provoked him this much, he would have done well when I told him to work hard in the first place.

‘If I scratch just a little more, he’ll attack me, right? Williams got a few hits and listened well, so if this guy gets a few hits, he’ll train hard and listen well, right? Right? Mr. Rossby?’

‘Yes, if you can’t come to your senses even after talking to a man, you’re not an American.’

“[No matter how much you say that…]”

“[Choose one of the two. Either get off of ‘our’ team or delete Tinder and train hard.]”

“[This bastard…] !]”

With those words, the guy runs towards me. Funny enough, his movements seemed too slow, perhaps because his visual acuity had improved from hitting the ball without Mr. Rossby.

‘For it to be self-defense, at least one hit…’

While I was thinking that, he grabbed my uniform shirt and grabbed me by the collar. But since he doesn’t hit me, it looks like he’s rational.

“Stop! Stop!”

“Hey! Try to stop me! Why is this happening all of a sudden? While talking among ourselves.”

“Ah! Are you okay! “I will take care of it.”

I stopped the other colleagues who were trying to stop the two of us and tightly grabbed the wrist of the guy who was holding me by the collar.

“[You started first?]”

“[Ugh… Ugh.]”

He was also a big guy, around 190 cm, but that didn’t matter. The more I held onto his wrist, the more strength his grip loosened.

“I’m going to have a talk with him. “This guy suddenly got very angry.”

I dragged him to the shower room next to the locker room. The guy resisted and tried to resist being dragged by me, but once I broke his center of gravity by cracking my shin, he started to be dragged wherever I went.

“Wow, he’s fucked. Meng Ho is brutal.”

Those words that Junhu uttered were the last words I heard before entering the shower room.

*

“Wow, he’s fucked. Meng Ho is brutal.”

During the meeting time, Junhu, who had been keeping his mouth shut for fear of sparks flying out, ended up speaking out without even realizing it. The sight of him holding my wrist and throwing a wasa bar brought back memories I wanted to forget without realizing it.

The most shocking memory in Junhu’s life was, of course, the incident where he was bitten by a flower snake and almost ended up fixing the match. No, to be more precise, it is the image of Meng Hao that day, turning the thugs to a bloody pulp.

That day, Junhu felt for the first time that a person could be hit with a fist and covered in blood. Still, he recovered and woke up within a few hours, probably because he had his hands full, but the teeth of the guy around the gangster were just as shocking.

“… “Shouldn’t I stop it?”

And now, other people were also feeling a shock similar to the shock that Junhu felt at that time. Butch, who is around 190 cm tall and weighs easily 100 kg, just touched his leg once and his huge body collapsed.

The other people, who were shocked by such a sudden incident, had no intention of following Ji Maeng-ho.

“That bastard’s eyes were rolling, how can I stop him…”

And he was a little scary too. If he is a baseball player, or even a person with the slightest interest in baseball, he has seen the CCTV footage that was spread at least once.

I was a little afraid that the bright-eyed Ji Maeng-ho’s fist might be aimed at me.

“Jincheol, try to stop me…”

“No matter how fierce a tiger is, it won’t beat its comrades. “Wouldn’t it be nice to just tell the real story?”

“Are you Meng Hao? It’s Junhoo. You tell me You are closest to Meng Hao. Do you think it will hurt? Then I have to go and stop them.”

However, without even knowing what Jun-hu was thinking, the seniors’ arrows were aimed at Jun-hu.

“… Still, we’re a team, so they won’t hit us, right?”

And Junhu had no choice but to answer that question with a lie.

‘What if they tell me to go and stop them? When that bastard gets angry, he has no ups or downs.’

Ji Maeng-ho was the guy who would hit women when his eyes were turned, and if the truth is told, the person who stopped Meng-ho was younger and had no choice but to be someone he was close to.

“Right?”

“… That’s right.”

“Yeah, and Butch grabbed him by the collar first. The team becomes closer while fighting with each other. “We did that too when we were kids.”

“… That’s right.”

And other players except Junhu also had that feeling. The other players also turned their heads away from the truth, fearing that they might end up going into the shower room to stop Ji Maeng-ho.

“Hmm. Greatness. Anyway, as Meng Hao said, we need to do a little more… “Kwaaaaak!” … I need to do well. Although Meng Hao spoke a little rudely, as Meng Hao said, our team is now… “Sorry! Hehe!” … ㄴ Wow, our team was acting too much like a winning team. Me too, the captain… “Fleece! Fleet!”… “I will go to the 2nd team, sharpen myself, and come back, so I think it would be good if you guys worked a little harder as Meng Hao said.”

… Even if you hear a man’s sad voice from the shower room.

“That’s right. I will also work harder as the pitching team leader. Guys, let’s do our best during our training time.”

“Yes!”

In that way, the players were working together even without Meng Hao,

‘… I have to go in and check it out because I don’t want something to get worse and Meng Hao get disciplined.’

When Choi Jin-cheol, who came to his senses from the shock, tried to go into the shower room to stop Ji Maeng-ho,

“Sorry. “There was a bit of a fuss because of me, right?”

Meng Hao finally came out of the shower room. And Butch was following behind him.

‘Phew, luckily he came out standing.’

… In addition to the blood stains on his nose, his lips were busted, and his head was matted as if he had been hit several times, but fortunately, he did not lose consciousness and be carried away as his colleagues had feared.

“Phew, seniors. I talked to Burch, and he said he would work a little harder. [Right, Butch? Is that what we promised? Let’s put this aside and focus more on baseball.]”

“[… Yes, yes. Yes. Sigh.]”

“They say so. Diaz, what do you have to say?”

“[… No, there is none.]”

“[Yes, I heard you have a good ball. Throw with a little more confidence. Don’t be scared. Or should I help you?]”

“[Trigram, it’s okay.]”

“[If you pitch like that in the next game, I will help you from then on.]”

“[… Thanks. I’ll work harder from now on, so you won’t be bothered. No, I’ll do well.]”

“They say Diaz is also good at it. “Will your seniors also work hard?”

“Of course. “Everyone was talking about that even when you weren’t around.”

“Thank god. So shall we stop here for today? Ah, shower. I didn’t take a shower. I feel uncomfortable. Then, let’s take a shower and get off work.”

The gathering that day was enough to leave a message to the players.

‘As expected, a psycho bastard who is crazy about baseball… You probably picked the mercenary and hit him on purpose, right? Because mercenaries won’t sue for being hit. I’m sure you have a good head. Phew, I have to work hard starting tomorrow to avoid becoming like that.’

So much so that Baek Kyung-ho, who has been on the team for one year, also thinks this way.

“Oh, and Kyung-ho.”

“You… To? No, huh? “It’s Meng Hao.”

“Bro, what was that at the beginning of today’s game? He said he couldn’t concentrate. Did something bad happen?”

“Oh, no, no. Sorry. I should have focused more. I will do better in the future.”

“Yes. Also, my brother is one of the few interesting catchers in the league. Please work harder. Got it?”

“Yeah, yeah…”

‘Fuck, I’m surprised you suddenly spoke to me. This obviously means that if you don’t do it right, something bad will happen, right? No way… ? Did you say that today during the day to threaten me with this prediction? Phew…, Starting tomorrow, let’s really risk our lives. Because I don’t know what this bastard will do.’

So Baek Kyung-ho decided to do his best once again,

“Uh, this… ?!”

“Oh, I didn’t clean the floor. I’m sorry. Well, I just need to sprinkle some water here.”

AT players also looked at the blood on the shower floor and pledged to work hard again.

Cheat Hitter Eats It All

I know what pitch the pitcher is going to throw and where.… with the help of ghosts.

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