Chapter 197 (1/2)

Chapter 197: Chapter 70

It was clear that the person hurling insults and shaking his finger at others was Makbong.

And it was Yoju who was staring at the guy in the back.

It looked like those around Makbong and Yoju were the members of the Aeogae acrobatic team.

“They're going to have a big fight anytime soon. Do you know anyone there?” asked Hangbok.

“Well, I know that group who are outnumbered there,” replied Kanghyok.

The situation was not in favor of Makbong's group.

His group had only five including Yoju was five, all told, while the other group numbered more than ten.

No matter how good Makbong was at martial arts, it would be difficult for his group to beat them.

“Why are you guys coming all the way here to do performances? You have your own territory, right?”

Then a guy who kept silent up to now came forward.

Given his rough bamboo hat, he was obviously from a low-cla.s.s.

But the way he talked and acted was somewhat majestic, as if a n.o.bleman was rebuking a commoner.

“How can you son of a b.i.t.c.h get on your high horse?”

Naturally Makbong got upset, but the other party burst into laughter at that and said, “Son of a b.i.t.c.h? You must be crazy to shoot off your mouth.”

“Crazy? Yeah, we are. You arrogant little sh*ts!”

“Hey, teach him some good manners.”

“Yes, sir, Pyonsu!”

At his order, more than ten members of his group stroke at Makbong's group.

“Please go inside,” said Makbong, pus.h.i.+ng Yoju among the crowds watching them.

Then, he ran wildly to fight against them.

Three guys fell at the same time when Makbong hit them by head-b.u.t.ting and kicking as well as smacking them up.

“Can I help him, master?” Yoni asked, with the basket in hand.

She was dressed like a medical doctor.

“No, you can't, with a dress like that. Dolsok, why don't you help Makbong?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you can do some taekgyon martial arts, right?”

“Oh…”

In fact, Dolsok was not good at taekgyon. Though he faithfully followed the motions of taekgyon, he couldn't apply them properly in action.

“Give me that basket, Dolsok.”

Kanghyok forcibly took it from him and pushed him to the side of Makbong.

Actually, Dolsok wanted to disappear into the crowd when he was caught by Kanghyok.

“Hey, Welcome, my friend! Strike at these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, Dolsok!”

But it was the other party that charged toward him and began to beat him soundly.

As he was a big and well-built guy, Dolsok didn't fall, fortunately.

While he was resisting strongly, Makbong beat them one by one.

Though outnumbered initially, Makbong now crushed them all except for their leader Pyonsu and a guy standing beside him.

“You mean rat!” shouted Makbong

Moving back, Pyonsu shouted back, “You b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Do you know who I'm?”

“Of course, I do. You are imitating acrobatic performances in this little town, mean rat!”

“What the heck, you little punk!”

As the leader or Pyonsu of the acrobatic team, he was far from Wolbaek, the leader of Yoni's father who was dignified and honorable.

'Wolbaek was pretty much honorable in front of me,' Kanghyok thought.

“Don't come near to me, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”

“Who charged toward me first, you mean rat!”

While Makbong and the head of the gang were in a war of words, Dolsok came to his senses and joined Makbong.

As he was soundly beaten by the other group, Dolsok lost his temper as if to kill them.

“Hey, you b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!”

Pyonsu pushed the guy defending him to deal with Makbong.

Pushed along, he stood before Makbong.

“You want to be killed???”

“Oops…”

Giving a moan, the guy flinched on the spot.

At that moment Makbong hit him in the crown of his head with his big fist.

The guy immediately fell to the ground with a bang.

And Dolsok trampled on him with his feet.

“You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you must have felt great when you beat me a moment ago.”

“Don't approach me!” shouted Pyonsu, who kept stepping back.

But Makbong had no reason to listen to him.

He was walking toward him with a big step now.

Then the guy, who fell to the ground, raised himself urgently and said, “You vilain! Do you know who our guardian is?”

Kanghyok and Hangbok narrowed their brows when he mentioned 'guardian.'

Makbong asked, holding Pyonsu's with both hands,

“Who the h.e.l.l is your guardian, b.a.s.t.a.r.d?”

Though Pyons was wriggling with both legs, he wouldn't reveal who he was.

But the other guy who Dolsok was trampling down was different.

“His name is Lord Yorip Chung!”

“Who?”

“Yorip Chung!”

Pyonsu urgently tried to stop him, “Hey, stop it. How come you reveal his name here?”

At that time, Yorip Chung was quite a famous n.o.bleman. Until a few years ago, he was a rising star of the political faction Tongin. Though he was from its rival faction Soin, Yorip even criticized Yi Lee and Hon Sung, the founders of Soin.

There was no way that the illiterate Makbong would know this.

“Who the h.e.l.l is he, b.a.s.t.a.r.d? I am serving my master Kanghyok Paek!”