Jeong Taeui wondered if there were any decent medical facilities in this oasis.
He sighed and put one hand in his coat pocket. As he reached in, the approaching man slowed down a bit and blinked warily.
"You used cowardly tricks and now you want to use weapons too?"
The man roared like thunder. Regardless, Jeong Taeui leisurely walked towards him. For a moment, the man hesitated.
Seizing the opportunity, Jeong Taeui grabbed the man by the collar, who reflexively swung his arm at him. Almost at the same time as that punch, Jeong Taeui put his hand in his coat pocket and just like that, dodged the attack, then, just like what Carlo did to him a moment ago, he hooked his leg and punched him in the stomach, knocking the man down in an instant.
As he pressed his knee against the man's chest, the surroundings became strangely quiet. He could feel the hostile gaze pouring out of him, different from before.
Ugh. Nine times out of ten you're going to get gangbanged.
Jeong Taeui let out a sigh. The man glared at him.
"If you hadn't cowardly pulled out your weapon to distract me, the situation would have changed by now."
"I know."
Even though it could be considered a loser's excuse, Jeong Taeui just sighed and swallowed his words.
The man grabbed Jeong Taeui's wrist that was on his shoulder and tried to bend it. It seemed like Jeong Taeui didn't have enough strength to hold on for long. Jeong Taeui didn't have the confidence to defeat this man with his own strength. If he kept trying to endure like this, he probably wouldn't last more than a minute. Sooner or later, the situation would completely turn around.
Damn it. He had never broken his arm before, would it hurt that much? It must have hurt a lot. If only he could get to the hospital in time. Jeong Taeui tried his best to endure the man's strong hand, while feeling the surrounding gazes gradually turning vicious towards him. Jeong Taeui clicked his tongue and said to the man who was only an arm's length away.
"Hey, just like you said, knowing that the cowardly and despicable me has something in my pocket is why you were so easily crushed like this. It seems like you won't die even if I cut your throat, right?"
Jeong Taeui still had his hand in his pocket as if he was holding something and pressed it right under the man's neck.
Jeong Taeui stared blankly at the man, the sharp object in his hand now just inches from his neck. The man's eyes widened for a moment. At that moment, Jeong Taeui smiled.
"But the thing is… I can't slit your throat with a ballpoint pen."
Jeong Taeui took out the ballpoint pen he was hiding in his pocket and threw it away while locking the man on the floor. He frowned and stared at the ceiling before getting up and looking at Jeong Taeui then shouted in a trembling voice of anger.
"This guy is not only cowardly, he also uses such despicable tricks. This is not good. Fix that habit today."
"Yeah, good idea Alta. Let me go first."
The one who just muttered in a low voice was Carlo. He finally stood up after the shock in his lower body.
Jeong Taeui looked at him with a miserable face. He had managed to stay here for half a year without causing any trouble, but it seemed like he would have to worry about his life from the moment he stepped in. If he had to point out the source of all this, the blame would lie with the person who brought him here.
But then again, if this was a routine procedure for newcomers, then Tou couldn't be blamed for bringing him to this room, but Jeong Taeui still looked at Tou with a gloomy expression as if he wanted to find someone to share this grudge with. Tou, who had been observing the crowd, seemed to falter when he met Jeong Taeui's eyes. Jeong Taeui was so depressed that he let himself be carried away by the wind, he could only look down at the floor helplessly.
"By the way, who do you know that got you in here?"
A shadow fell over his head, Jeong Taeui looked up, it was Carlo. It seemed like he wanted to investigate his background before taking action.
Just as he was about to say, 'There's no way that could happen', Tou quickly jumped up and shouted first.
"Officer Jeong. It was Officer Jeong who brought him."
"Officer Jeong?"
Carlo glanced at Tou and then asked Jeong Taeui curiously.
"How do you know Officer Jeong?"
"If we were close, would you let my 'bad habit' be?"
Carlo looked around as if thinking for a moment.
"I will consider it."
The tone was clearly intended to correct his habit of using tricks. But Jeong Taeui still told the truth with a sigh.
"That is my uncle."
"Officer Jeong?....is he your uncle?"
As Carlo's voice rang out, the surroundings became noisy. Jeong Taeui was a bit surprised by the unexpected reactions from the people around him.
He wondered if his uncle was so famous that he would surprise people like that. It seemed that the position of officer had more power than he thought.
"Taeil…. Jeong Taeil…. So what is your relationship with Jeong Jaeil? Rumor has it that Jeong Jaeil is also Officer Jeong's nephew."
Carlo muttered mispronouncing his name and asked again with a serious expression. Jeong Taeui couldn't help but be surprised when he heard his brother's name called out by someone else.
He never thought his brother's name would come up in this situation. Or rather, he didn't know why his brother's name had to come up here. Look, uncle also said that the members here were often transferred to other branches. So maybe they had worked with his brother for a while when they were transferred to the headquarters.
"That is my brother."
"Brother? Huh? Brother? Jeong Jaeil? Your real brother? That famous genius researcher, who even though the headquarters begged him to give him huge power in the headquarters along with a huge salary, left without any regrets right after his contract ended? Is Jeong Jaeil so lucky that he can do whatever he wants?"
Jeong Taeui grimaced to avoid the spit that Carlo spat out as he shouted in excitement.
This was the first time he had heard of his brother like this. Jeong Taeui had never been very interested in Jeong Jeui's work in the first place, so it seemed like it might be the case. It must be so. His brother seemed to be much more famous than he had imagined.
"Yes, that's right. He's my brother…. Can you let me go now?"
Jeong Taeui hopes to enjoy some of his brother's good fortune.
Carlo turned to chat with the men around him, constantly exclaiming things like, 'I only heard rumors but it turns out it's true.', 'He can be compared to the legends.'.....Then, hearing Jeong Taeui ask, he shrugged and laughed loudly.
"What are you talking about? Of course these are two different things."
Carlo cracked his knuckles and started warming up his wrists again.
"No technique, no power. If you want to lose, just raise your hands and surrender. Why use such despicable tricks?"
"I'm still sure I'll win by despicable means."
"...."
Carlo shut his mouth. The men from earlier were also approaching him with fierce faces. At some point, the story of Jeong Jaeil had long since been forgotten. His hopes of using his brother's fame to bring him some luck had also disappeared.
Fortunately, the atmosphere was not as tense and dangerous as he thought. Perhaps he did not need to worry about any medical facilities anymore.
However, the result of being beaten remains unchanged.