Kenichi tried to open the drawer under the table, but it was locked. Kenichi picked up a large rock that happened to be under the table. He hit the lock hanging on the drawer until it shattered.
Kenichi opened the drawer. There was a brown envelope that seemed to be opened frequently. Kenichi did not find any dust on the envelope. It is certain that Kevin has only put the envelope in a few days.
Kenichi opened the envelope. There are four passbooks, each of which has an Debit Card in it. The four passbooks had small pieces of paper written on them.
"Savings for Joon's Education, Savings for Joon Married, Savings for Future Jaya and Savings for Kenichi." Kenichi read the written inscription.
"Huwaah ... I was saved!" Kenichi muttered.
Kenichi sat cross-legged to read the message written on the brown envelope earlier.
***
Meanwhile, on the 2nd floor, there is a group of men who suddenly infiltrate the room where Joon is.
"Take the boy quickly!" one of the five men in the suit ordered. His right eye was covered with an eye patch. It was because of the boy who was currently sleeping on the wooden chair. This time, he couldn't fail. All his brothers have been admitted to the hospital because of the boy. He wasn't going to let the boy off the hook again this time.
They've been keeping an eye on Joon's whereabouts from a few days ago. However, they waited for the right time when the boy was alone.
They believe, that the two men who are always around the boy can not be underestimated his fighting skills. And they didn't want to take the same risk they had a few days ago in the deserted alley.
Joon gasped when he felt a strong hand suddenly grab his still limp body.
"What are you guys doing, huh?!" Joon snapped. He struggled as his body was slung carelessly by the man--the tallest and the biggest one--to his big shoulders.
"Put me down, Uncle!" Joon snapped. Joon's hands are busy beating the back of the man who called him at this time. Meanwhile, Joon's feet continued to be stomped at random.
"You'd better shut up if you want to survive, Brat!" murmured the man who carried Joon.
Joon seemed to gather his inner strength in his legs, after that he kicked him right into the man's penis, so hard.
The man who was carrying Joon suddenly lowered Joon from his shoulder. He pressed his penis which was kicked by the boy. Joon's body fell face down on the floor.
"How dare you, brat!" the man growled as he stepped on Joon's back. He deliberately stomped his foot right into Joon's back.
Joon flinched a few times as the pain ran through his body again. Especially in the back which was previously injured.
The man wearing the right eye patch grabbed his friend's arm.
"Don't step on him, Njul! He could die!"
"So what if this kid dies? Didn't the boss tell him to live or die, huh?" The man who was called 'Panjul' spoke.
"Yeah, but it's scary too, isn't it, if we carry a corpse in our helicopter. The trip to Japan may take about five hours," said the man whose right eye was covered.