Gyun was beating them savagely he was using one of the techniques that allowed him to become the legend at Ji Sop bridge back in murim in his 3rd year of transmigrating. A savage art that focused on blocking and countering, Gyun had to compare it to anything it would be most similar to Kali. But it was much more specialized as it was meant for dealing with large numbers.
It was the Oppressing winter art of the Starlight Mercenary corps, a martial art of Gyun's own making. He savagely tore through the 40 remaining members, breaking some sort of bone with the metal stair railing in his right hand, then silencing them with his left hand.
Gyun also threw some kicks and knees in to send some members to the floor, despite his perfect martial arts, numbers and being surrounded like this. Gyun took continual damage, but Gyun endured it all countering and slipping through anyone who tried to get a hold of him. He beat them down in one or two shots sending another member unconscious.
Despite them landing a fair amount of shots on Gyun and still outnumbering him with their 20 remaining members now. They were weakening as their morale was destroyed, Gyun was laughing raucously, "Hahaha don't cry! It will a be oversoon!"
Gyun kept swinging and taking damage, he sidestepped a wild swing by a smaller crew member with a hammer, he screamed out of fear and others backed off out of fear for a moment. -Ah this is it, true and absolute fear, they're losing cohesion they're attacking separately now-.
Gyun beat down all the rest until there was no one left or so he thought, by the time Gyun swung the his fist in a hook sending the last member still conscious flying with a broke arm.
haa....haaa.....haaaa
Gyun panted lightly -it wasn't that bad, now let's see that Chen Ji fucker one last time- he turned to head up the stairs again. When he heard a voice "I pledge my allegiance to you, hyung-nim"
Gyun turned back around "huh?"
He saw the same fat tall bald guy who was shouting at the rest of Golden age to pick up weapons, except he was kneeling with his head on the ground. Gyun took a step toward him, he was trembling, which was understandable given the display of violence and strength Gyun had displayed, despite being covered in bruises who looked like he could fight another 70 more members.
Gyun spoke first "who are you?", the kneeling baldie answered in a quivering voice "I'm Chungsan Wan, I'm Golden Ages number 6 and their financial and strategical advisor."
Gyun sighed as he dropped his bar which was coated in blood, "and what do you want?". Chungsan took a deep breath, "I assume your here to take us over otherwise there'd be no point in fighting us so I would like to be the first to pledge allegiance."
-Well at least he's smart, but the fuckers the same one who made me take these punks serious. Though it wasn't that hard.... I guess I'll let him go since it was just a strategical move and he seems pretty smart-. "Ok get your head up, I want you to call the ambulance and come up with an excuse for why they're all hurt by time I'm gone." Gyun got out his phone from his pocket and opened his contacts.
He tossed him his phone, "put your number in there, contact me once the police get off your backs, and if there's no problem contact me tomorrow with a meeting place somewhere in Gangseo, somewhere nice and you'll pick up the bill. Oh and bring a few capable guys who aren't going to be in the hospital, and from now on you're my number 2, inform your former head."
Gyun held his hand out Chungsan handed it to him with trembling hands while bowing. "Yes crew head! But since Golden Age is gone what do we call ourselves?"
Gyun paused, -ah right, I didn't think of that-, "hmm, just call yourself Gangbuk Technical, oh and I'll be borrowing a bike I hope that's not a problem. And the money upstairs I trust you won't run off with it before our meeting?"
"Of course not sir I wouldn't dream of stealing your money, and taking a bikes perfectly fine." He said while still bowing.
Gyun grabbed a coat off an unconscious guy and put it on, zipping it up, it was a designer brand. -I'm to lazy to grab my clothes, this fucker can get rid of it for me- he got on a bike that the key worked on
Gyun turned "Hey take the keys" he tossed them to Chungsan, "and get rid of my clothes they're on the 3rd floor and make sure everybody shuts their fucking mouths about this". The last part Gyun said adding ice to his tone.
"O-Of course sir, I'll handle it" Chunsan said bowing again with the motorcycle keys.
"Good", Gyun turned on the bike and turned around the bike and walked through the rest of the bikes until he was at the gate. He got on and put on the helmet that was on the handle bars. -It shouldn't be too different from when my dad's old motorcycle-. Gyun drove out the gate somewhat shakily but quickly got used to it as he headed back to Ganseo.
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1 hour later
Gyun pulled in to the apartment complexes parking lot, he turned off the bike and got off leaving it in a parking spot near the elevator. -There's no need to hide it from his parents since it was a public parking lot, and it could belong to any of the tenants....but uh what am I going to do about the helmet, can I leave it with the bike? Well what else can I do- he thought as he set in on the seat.
He opened the door and found Daegun at the dinner table doing homework with his headphones on didn't notice Gyun coming in. Gyun walked quickly to his room, grabbed a fresh pair of clothes and went to the bathroom as he hopped in the shower after stripping the blood splattered clothes.
Gyun took a long shower washing all the blood away, he checked his body in the mirror for any major injuries that he might not have noticed. But his body was overall not seriously hurt but he was covered in bruises as many hits had landed over the course of the fight.
There was a bruise on Gyuns forehead but Gyun could explain that as him tripping and hitting his head. As long as he kept covered up it should be fine, he put on his clothes and laid down.
"Let's hope Jin doesn't try to fuck me over on my money"
His eyes were heavy as he fell asleep, from the long day he'd had he was so tired
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The next day
Gyun was on his way back to school, and to collect his payment. Though he would have a lot of work to do he would need to find someone knowledgeable about the gangs to progress his plan any further.
-But where the fuck would I find someone like that?-