Chapter 11 – Yangachi, Cho Young-Rae

I remembered where we had met before, so I moved right there.
Dong-gu was also following from a distance from behind.
As he remembered, Jo Young-rae was also there.
I was walking around with a friend who looked like a bully, chewing gum and spitting on the street.
“Hey. Jo Young-rae.”
As I called out my name as I stepped forward, the two of them did something and looked at me and sat down.
I took a step closer and kicked Cho Young-rae in the neck with a sudden round kick.
“Uh? What? This fuck.”
How hard was it that Jo Young-rae rolled over and over to the entrance of the store next door and couldn’t get up, and his bully friend was stumbling around cursing in embarrassment.
As I got closer to the bully, I gave a strong uppercut to the stomach with my right hand.
“Kuk.. Ueek..”
The bully fell forward and vomited.

I hit it, but strangely, my body was overflowing with strength, and my hands and feet came out stronger than I thought.
‘Was my fist this strong?’
I was curious myself, so I tilted my head and approached the fallen guys.
Grabbing the archer by the back of the back with his left hand and dragging him to where Jo Young-rae had fallen, he grabbed Jo Young-rae by the back of the back with his right hand and dragged him into the alley beside him.
It took no effort at all to drag the two men by the hand.
“Fuck. What? Don’t you have this?”
As I was being dragged along, the two bullies hit my wrists and screamed.

I threw it at the end of the alley and started stepping on the two arches.
After kicking the abdomen to immobilize it, they hit and kicked the thighs, back, and abdomen non-stop.
“Jo Young-rae, you fucking bastard. Do you dare touch my friend You missed today.”
As I recalled the terrible memories of being hit on the calf with a broom by Jo Young-rae and being laughed at, and being unable to do anything about it, poison rose inside.
With the thought of killing the real Jo Young-rae today, I beat him nonstop with the intention of killing him.
From a certain moment, my friend Yangachi didn’t hit and only Jo Young-rae was beating like crazy.
“Kuk.. Kuk.. Help me.. I.. Didn’t do it well..”
Jo Young-rae stuttered and begged for help.
“Fuck it. This is a chew. I bet you can’t walk home today.”
I took a short break and then hit again.
Perhaps it was because he was fed up with me beating me non-stop or because the place he was hit hurt, the bully next to me stood there, clinging to the wall, staring blankly at me.
When Cho Young-rae was unable to speak any more and was wriggling on his stomach, I stopped hitting him too.
Then I looked at the arched arch on the wall.
“Hey. Fuck. What’s your name, you proud asshole?”
“I am Kim..Kim Shin-Young..”
When I looked at my friend Yangachi and asked him, he stuttered about how scared he was and said honorifics.
I couldn’t have thought of myself as a 17-year-old when I saw myself beating so mercilessly.
Even if I think about it, he really brutally and brutally beat Jo Young-rae.
However, having lived in the world for more than 40 years, I am well aware of the properties of these little bullies.
I knew very well that if I touched them in moderation, they would be friends and seniors would call in and stab me in the back.
“Kim Shin-Young, you bastard. Where are you at school?”
“Yes. 00 This is the 4th class of the 1st year of high school.”
“My school is different. Still, you fucking bastard, if you go around the neighborhood and get caught in my eyes, I know I’ll really search for you. Got it?”
“Yes.. Yes.. I understand.”
“Go away.”
As soon as my words ran out, my bully friend ran away.

I went up to Jo Young-rae and sat him up.
Cho Young-rae was sick and couldn’t control his body properly, probably because his body was weak.
He grabbed Jo Yeong-rae by the collar with his left hand and slapped him on the cheek with his right hand.
“This. Fucking guy Won’t you sit up straight?”
When he was hit again, Jo Young-rae, as if his spirit flashed, somehow tried to sit right up.
I crouched down in front of Jo Young-rae, grabbed him by the collar, and started slapping him.
“Hey. Fuck you bastard Do you think you’re fucking good at fighting because you broke the head of a bully with a shovel?”
“Do you think you’ve become the best in school because the older arch seniors look good on you?”
“How dare you bully my friend. You came out of the boat very easily.”
Every time I said a word, I hit Jo Young-rae on the cheek hard enough to turn my head.
Cho Yeong-rae kept mumbling that he couldn’t speak properly.
The left side of Jo Young-rae’s face was red and swollen.
“Hey. Donggu. Illumina. I know you followed me, so come out quickly.”
I put Jo Young-rae on the floor and called Dong-gu, who was hiding far away.
Dong-gu approached him hesitantly.
I grabbed Jo Young-rae by the collar again and raised him up, pointing at Dong-gu.
“Didn’t you steal Dong-gu’s money the other day and hit him?”
After Jo Young-rae looked at Dong-gu, he looked back at me and started begging that he was sorry and that he was wrong.
“I don’t ask for the money I stole from Dong-gu. Did you get some rest? Let’s start over now.”
At my words, Jo Yeong-rae’s face became contemplative.

I hit Jo Young-rae’s abdomen with my right fist.
Young-rae Cho is shorter than me. I grabbed him by the collar, pulled him up, and punched him up from underneath, causing his body to rise into the air.
Unfastening his grip on his collar, he lifted his leg high and then lowered Jo Young-rae’s back as he crouched forward.
With a thump, Jo Young-rae fell forward.
I got up again and hit him, and when I fell down I got him up again and kicked him until I couldn’t breathe.
Rather, I got tired of Dong-gu watching from the side, to the point of stopping me saying that someone would die.
After a while, I left Jo Young-rae wriggling on the floor and tried to leave the alley with Dong-gu.
But when I was about to leave, I thought what would happen if that really died, and I thought that if I reported Jo Young-rae after seeing that, it might be a headache.
He called Dong-gu, helped Jo Young-rae from both sides, and took him to Jo Young-rae’s house.

Cho Young-rae’s house was a semi-basement tenement, slightly smaller than Dong-gu’s house.
When I opened the door and entered, I saw a small living room and kitchen, and I saw a room with an open door to the left.
First of all, I took Jo Young-rae into the room and took out a blanket and laid it on top.
I went to the kitchen, took cold water from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup, stood Jo Young-rae up, and made her drink.
He looked at me and started to cry.
He is just an immature 17-year-old no matter how much he smokes, drinks, and acts like a bully.
By the way, how scary must he have been because he was beaten to death like that?
Rather, it would be strange not to cry in this situation.
“This fucking bastard is going to cry and fuck about what he did well. Do you want to be beaten more?”
When I screamed, Jo Young-rae gasped and tried to hold back his tears.
I hated him so much that I wanted to kill him in my previous life, but after he hit me without a grudge, maybe it was because the core was relieved to some extent.
“Hey. Jo Young-rae. If you touch Dong-gu one more time in the future, then you really know you will die. Taste it today. Got it?”
“And even if you get caught in my eyes while wandering around the neighborhood, I will give you a harpoon on the spot, so crawl on your own. Huh?”
I stood up after saying a word while lightly tapping Jo Young-rae on the cheek.

At that time, a photo frame placed on top of a 4-tier wardrobe caught my eye.
It was a picture taken with a great beauty with a white face and Jo Young-rae when she was a little younger than now.
I went closer, picked up the frame, and took a closer look.
‘Wow. Sleepy is pretty Jo Young-rae’s mother?’
She looked too young to be a mother.
I showed Jo Young-rae the picture and asked.
“Hey. Who is this woman?”
“That.. We.. Who.. Why?”
“Are you my sister? You can just ask. “
When I pretended to hit him, Jo Young-rae immediately crouched down.
I put the picture down and looked around the room, and there were several more framed pictures of me and my sister.
However, there were only pictures taken with my sister, but no pictures of other family members.
“But why are there only pictures with my sister?”
Jo Yeong-rae quickly made a face with a missing nose and did not answer.
“She asks if this bastard hasn’t been beaten yet, but she chews on her words.”
“Ah.. No.. That’s not it.. I only have a sister. My parents died when I was young.”
“Ah! Is it? Sorry fucking I didn’t know.”
I just asked
I felt dirty like I stepped on shit.
The atmosphere was strange, so I said it out of the blue.
“But your older sister is so damn pretty.”
Dong-gu and Jo Young-rae also looked at me with dumbfounded faces.
“Hmmmm. What? This fuck. I said it was pretty because it was pretty. Hey. Dong-gu, let’s go.”
To escape the awkward atmosphere, he urged Dong-gu to stand up.
“Hey. Jo Young-rae. It will be difficult to move for several days. Don’t go around with a sick body for no reason, take care of yourself, okay?”
“Yes…”
Maybe because I saw Jo Young-rae’s pretty sister, I gave her some useless advice and came out.

I went to Dong-gu’s house.
“Sungjin, I didn’t know you were so good at fighting. When I saw it today, it seemed to fly completely..”
“What is so natural? Ahem. If someone else touches you in the future, tell me. I’m going to kill them all.”
“I get it. By the way, Jo Young-rae served a bowl of muk like that, but what if the seniors found out?”
“It’s okay, ma’am. Seniors, you can’t touch me.”
“Why? Why can’t you touch me?”
“There is such a thing. You will find out later.”
I couldn’t tell you about an event that hadn’t happened yet.

On October 13, 1990, President Roh Woo-woo declared a war against crime and violence that destroy community order.
It was a terrifying time when more than 200 organizations nationwide were disbanded and more than 2,000 people were arrested in one year.
At this time, all the two-legged and three-legged seniors who had dropped out of high school and worked under him to join the organization joined.
The one-legged seniors, now in their second year of high school, bullied me the most, but the reason I couldn’t stand up and was beaten was because of the two-legged and three-legged seniors who came to school every day to collect money.
At first, I was dragged and beaten because of Jo Young-rae, but the two-legged and three-legged seniors showed interest in my unusual size and ordered me to work under them.
The only thing he did below was to forcefully sell tickets to the daily teahouse for 1,000 won each, which he didn’t even do.
I had to allocate 50 copies every week, sell them all and give them to my seniors.
If you couldn’t sell everything, you had to pay the rest with your own money.
Being poor, I never received pocket money, so I had no choice but to viciously beat the kids while selling tickets and bringing the money.
Then, the seniors said that I did a good job and gave me more and more tickets.
In the end, when I couldn’t handle it, I had to run away from the seniors, and the seniors were camped out in front of the school every day to catch me.
However, after the war on crime was declared, I found out that all of the seniors were caught and entered, and after that, I was able to escape from such a life of shit.
Knowing this fact, I was not afraid of my seniors at all.
No matter how much you fuck, you know that you will be arrested by the police sooner or later.
He even has the guts to come and see if he wants to come.
Now, rather than two-legged and three-legged seniors, I was worried about how the two-legged and one-legged seniors would come out after knowing about Cho Young-rae’s work.
The 3rd graders didn’t have to worry.
Some idiots had already quit school and worked under gangsters, and even though it was a shitty school, the remaining high school seniors in the humanities were not doing well with the children under them.
And, there was a job class, so most of the 3rd graders went out to work and rarely came to school.
While thinking about those things, I reassured Dong-gu not to worry, and after playing moderately, I returned home before dinner.