Chapter 2 - High Noon (2/2)
Then, with that hand, his head got slammed onto the table.
“Aww!”
The man’s forehead was slammed into the table, and the billboards and coins rattled.
Everyone around him was startled and even flinched back.
The man who had his face pierced tried to get out of Jang’s grasp, struggling with his arms and legs because he had a headache and was in pain, but the hand that pressed the head didn’t move as if it was a rock.
“I told them not to do it! And in the end, it was brother Jang who was sitting there until all the money was stolen: We didnt want to hold onto it. Really! Please take a look,”
Without answering, Jang grabbed the man’s left hand, placed it on the table, and pulled out the card hidden in his sleeve.
Jang pushed the card to the man’s face and whispered softly as he leaned close.
“Does that mean that cheating on the gambling board goes away? Don’t be shy, Yang, where’s my money?”
The man named Yang Gong looked at Jang’s twinkling eyes and swallowed his saliva and answered.
“That’s……I paid for the Moorim-bound bounty.”
“Really? You paid a bounty with that?”
Yang Gong was terrified of Jang’s grimacing face.
“Well then, there is a Moorim branch here right now, so what should I do? I don’t want to come back and eat the noodle too…”
Jang grabbed Yang Gong’s head, which had been lying on the table, raised him up, and grabbed his neck.
“So you don’t have a penny?”
“No, it’s not that, there’s something else here… with that…”
Yang Gong glanced at the coin lying on the table.
Seeing that, Jang pushed Yang Gong, who he was holding, to the side, and approached the seat where he was sitting.
And he started to collect the coins lying there.
The man who was called Yang Gong was a fraudster.
The people who gambled with him, and the guests in the tavern were all just staring at it with blank eyes.
It seemed that Yang Gong was caught after cheating and running away from the gambling board before, but even considering the circumstances, Jang’s actions now were relentless.
“Come on, wait. Stop for a second!”
At that moment, the man who had been cursing Yang Gong came to his senses and shouted at Jang.
“Stop it! Its all money earned by cheating! Thats my money!”
Jang glanced at the man who cried like that, then answered, taking the coins.
“That is not my responsibility. Take care of this guy later.”
“What, what the fuck?”
Hearing Jang’s answer, the man stretched out his hands again with a feverish face. It looked like he was going to push him away as he had pushed Yang Gong.
But the moment the man tried to push Jang away, Jang grabbed the man’s hand and pulled him out of the way.
“Ouch!”
The man, who was suddenly dragged, slumped forward and rolled.
Jang even smashed his face into the floor as if to see whether he had any mastered martial arts.
Jang then went back to the table and started collecting Yang Gong’s coin, whether it was parched or not.
Jang quickly picked up all the coins in his seat, put them in his pocket, turned around and grabbed Yang Gong, who was sitting there, again by the collar.
“What, why, why are you like this, Jang!”
“Why? It’s because it’s not enough.”
“Well, that’s… I don’t have anything anymore…”
Yang Gong smirked and showed him his empty hands.
It was as if he really didn’t have anything anymore, and if he didn’t believe him, he had to check all over his body.
When Jang saw that, thought whether he should really take off this guy’s clothes.
“You, you bastard!”
A man who had fallen to the floor grabbed his nose and got up and looked at Jang.
Blood was dripping from between the hands that was grabbing his nose.
“This m*ther fu*ker! you made my nose like this?
Youre dead.”
When Jang saw the ugly appearance, he smirked and said,
“I’m sorry for hurting you. But it’s not just one or two questions that I got from him…
Jang Geon blurted out the end of his speech.
It was because the man who seemed to be running at him any moment ran out of the tavern.
Jang, who was staring blankly at the man’s back, couldn’t help but smiled and turned his eyes to Yang Gong again.
“He is such a fool….huh?”
“That…that’s……. , that guy’s name is Jin Yang seok…”
Jang interrupted Yang Gong and shook his head.
“Never mind. What are you going to do?”
“Yes, yes? about that……?”
Power entered Jang’s hand, which was holding the collar.
“Do you want to give me my money somehow, or do you want me destroy your power supply?”
Yang Kyung’s eyes and hands trembled at the words.
“How about forgiving me this one time Brother Jang?”
Jang, unable to feel any sympathy for the pathetic trembling voice, without saying a word, took out his left fist, clenched it like a stone, in front of Yang Gon
Yang Gong, who looked anxiously at the fist and Jang’s eyes alternately, took a deep breath, then drooped down and lowered his eyes.
“… Then, please let me go. I have an item with me.”
When Jang released what he was holding, Yang Gong loosened his front hem a little, ripped open a corner of his chest, and pulled out a small piece of cloth that had been cleverly hidden inside.
Then, slowly he unwrapped the cloth and pulled out a small jade ring and showed it.
He looked at the jade ring and sighed once more and held it out to Jang.
“… here, do you know what this is. ? I got it from Shinsacheon in the past. It’s real jade, so if you find a suitable place to sell it, you’ll get a good price.”
Jang took it, looked around the ring, and put it in his fingers.
Yang Gong looked into Zhang Geon’s eyes and asked.
“What do you think?” That should be enough, right?”
“Yeah. This is good enough.”
Jang said so and smiled.
He looked at Yang Gong, who smiled clumsily following that laughter, then turned his head to look at the owner of the tavern who was standing outside the kitchen.
And as if he didn’t care about the absurd gazes from the guests, he asked the owner of the tavern with a bewildered face.
“When will my noodles come out?”