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Jang Ihwan said that and looked around first. Even though he was a thug bastard, he seemed worried about the watching eyes to act without considering the consequences. Though it was a quiet street, it wasn’t Jang Ihwan’s territory. If he caused unnecessary trouble, it could reach the ears of his father, Jang Heungcheol. After quickly looking around and confirming there were no people, Jang Ihwan presented Taein with options.
“Do you want to go quietly? Or be dragged away?”
“Fuck off, bastard. I might kill you today.”
“What?”
Jang Ihwan raised his eyebrows, showing his incredulous feelings directly. His face showed he was dying of frustration because Taein was still acting like this. Ha, sticking out his tongue and sighing briefly. He lightly raised his hand toward the thugs waiting behind him. The thugs immediately approached with their shoulders up and positioned themselves beside Jang Ihwan.
“Yes.”
“Load this bastard up.”
“Yes.”
In an instant, two big men approached and Taein opened his mouth. He was going to shout. But his mouth was covered by a big hand, and his struggling only hit empty air. His body was thrown into the back seat of a sedan parked at the edge of the road in no time. His body was pushed as if thrown, and his head hit hard against some unknown hard surface. Then the door opened and closed repeatedly.
“Fuck!”
Taein’s body was crushed in an instant and he couldn’t get out through either door. A fat thug got in on the left, and Jang Ihwan sat on the right like before. As soon as Jang Ihwan got in, he put his hand around Taein’s waist and ordered the driver to start. When the rough hand groped his waist, Taein clenched his fist tightly. If he couldn’t get out of the car, it seemed like he’d feel better if he at least threw a punch at Jang Ihwan.
No matter how resourceful Jang Ihwan was, he probably couldn’t find the child hidden in the facility.
Once the biggest concern was resolved, his anger flared up quickly too. While the fat thug on the left was momentarily off guard, Taein threw a punch toward Jang Ihwan. There was a thud sound of the punch landing, and Jang Ihwan’s face turned away.
“You crazy bastard!”
The thug hurriedly restrained Taein’s body, but it was after he had already hit him once. Just once. That wasn’t enough to relieve his anger, but he had drawn blood on Jang Ihwan’s face. Not only had Jang Ihwan taken a direct hit to the cheek, but he had also bitten the inside of his mouth wrong, and red blood was pooling between his teeth. With that same face, Jang Ihwan made an “ah, shit” sound and spat out the blood pooled in his mouth along with saliva. It was closer to squeezing it out with a “tchwoop” sound.
Jang Ihwan spat that onto the car floor for a while before turning his head.
“Wow… your punch is fucking strong.”
“You son of a bitch… turn the car around right now.”
“……”
“Turn… urgh!”
Jang Ihwan had a more explosive temper than Taein. With one cheek reddened, Jang Ihwan looked at Taein and pushed Taein’s neck with both hands. Immediately his throat was choked and he was pushed toward the car window, making Taein reflexively squeeze his eyes shut. This wasn’t mimicking or pretending to choke him. It was done with full force, and he felt like he would lose consciousness at any moment. Jang Ihwan’s large upper body was pressed close from above. On his face saying “Fuck, hey,” red and blue veins were bulging.
“Fuck, even if you don’t know your place, how can you not know it this much?”
“Hyung, urgh, hyung-nim.”
The one who spoke was the thug who was pushed together with Taein. He got crushed together when Taein was pushed toward the car window. Still, because he struggled with his fat body to save himself, Jang Ihwan’s grip loosened from time to time. Huh, that was Taein’s only chance to breathe. When the sound of rough breathing came out with a “huhk,” Gari, who was looking back from the passenger seat, grabbed Jang Ihwan’s arm.
“Hyung-nim, the big hyung-nim said…”
At those words, Jang Ihwan’s expression rapidly contorted. The thugs’ big hyung-nim was Jang Heungcheol. It was okay to fuck around, but don’t leave marks on the face or body – he had said such things until the thugs’ ears were worn out. Gari, who had followed that rule better than anyone, also had the job of stopping the excited Jang Ihwan.
“Fuck!”
In the end, Jang Ihwan let go and fell back with a thud sound as he sat down.
“Ha, huhk.”
Taein instinctively lowered his head and breathed out with difficulty. The thug who was crushed underneath was the same. He looked more struggling than Taein because of his fat. His heart might have been pressed wrong as he kept hitting his own chest for a while.
Even in the chaos, they kept running steadily and the surroundings were being filled with familiar buildings.
The lit buildings all had similar atmospheres.
Taein’s vision was blurred and he couldn’t even recall the district name well. When he coughed, his throat hurt, and when he didn’t, he felt like his insides were burning. How many minutes had passed while pressing his collarbone with his hand? The car door opened and Jang Ihwan got out first. Then Gari, then the wheezing thug. Taein was sitting in the car just breathing heavily when his body was dragged out by the fat thug’s hand.
“Fuck, because of you bastard, urgh.”
He still had a pained expression as his chest hurt.
“Lose some weight, bastard.”
Another unknown thug approached and grabbed Taein together. He already had no strength, and with two people holding him firmly, even his legs gave out. Taein’s head was throbbing and he didn’t really know where he was being dragged. Even seeing the <JAM> sign, his head hurt so much he only felt like he was entering some unknown tunnel. They passed through a dim corridor and a door appeared.
Even then, Taein’s eyes kept going in and out of focus.
When Gari opened the door, Jang Ihwan was inside with his upper body bare, looking this way.
The air was thick with smoke, as if he had been smoking.
“Hey, strip him first.”
“Yes.”
Like before, Gari lifted up the upper clothes and pulled off a sweatshirt from Taein’s neck. There was a white t-shirt underneath, which the fat thug next to him cut with scissors, snip snip. The pants were also cut by the scissor blades. The zipper was half undone, making him look like he was wearing strange clothes that were neither underwear nor pants. Due to being choked, Taein was only showing weak reactions. He frowned and said “fuck,” “don’t,” “son of a bitch,” but his tongue was twisted so it didn’t come out properly.
“Hey, bring the potion.”
“Yes, the yellow one?”
“No, fuck. We need to turn this bastard into a bitch.”
The yellow one was closer to a simple sleeping pill, but the potion Jang Ihwan mentioned was clear purple, a heat-inducing drug used only on Omegas. Usually called “bitch drug” or “bitch injection,” Gari immediately understood Jang Ihwan’s words. Saying “yes” and leaving the room, Gari soon came back with a small box. Inside were layers of various syringes and packaged drugs.
Jang Ihwan took out one small drug vial and also unwrapped a syringe.
With the cap in his mouth, Jang Ihwan put the purple drug into the syringe, checked that the syringe was ready to inject, and pulled Taein’s arm. He was in a state just before fainting from being choked briefly but strongly. This was actually better. Back then, he couldn’t control his temper and fainted, making the situation fizzle out, but if he just gave the injection while conscious, he wouldn’t faint. He couldn’t let the goose fly away again by doing useless things. Especially not the goose that lays golden eggs.
Recently, besides the family old man, there was another reason why Kang Taein had to be put in JAM.
Yoon Donghwan. He was a key figure of <Ilsim Capital> that established itself a year ago and Juhang’s new money source. At first, they thought the boss was someone else because he didn’t even show himself in Juhang, but in recent months, he had been frequently coming and going to Juhang because of smuggling deals worth several billion. It was natural that all the family members including the old man showed interest in that business. Smuggling deals were like sitting still and making money once you opened the route, but Yoon Donghwan had it all locked down with no room to wedge in.
At that moment, Yoon Donghwan had visited JAM. He had stopped by for a personal appointment, and the younger guys recognized Yoon Donghwan and brought him to the corner waiting room.
It happened that they were stripping Kang Taein’s upper clothes and harassing him at that time.
Until then, they didn’t know what Yoon Donghwan’s preferences were and were racking their brains terribly.
No matter how pretty a woman they sent, she would just come back, and when they sent a male Omega good at night work, they even got a warning that if they pulled this kind of shit one more time, he would smash JAM. Then was sending money helpful? That was even worse. Even if they made consecutive deposits of thousands per day, Yoon Donghwan would just make people uncomfortable by saying when did you ever send such a thing. Since it was money already sent, they couldn’t ask for it back either.
That Yoon Donghwan’s expression had changed in front of Kang Taein. They thought he was a bastard who had no interest whatsoever in other people’s business, but he not only stared intently at the unconscious Kang Taein but even carried his limp body out. What was so precious that he even took off his coat to wrap around a guy who would soon become a whore? It was incomprehensible and made him frown, but he soon had an “ah” expression and looked at the guy going up to ground level.
Oh, you bastard fell for Kang Taein.
Even among the thugs, there were plenty who rushed at just seeing Kang Taein’s face. He would be disgusted if he were also a male bastard, but he was willing to fuck Kang Taein. It wasn’t too unreasonable. He was that handsome a bastard. To simply call him handsome, Kang Taein had a strange appeal. On his obviously handsome face, there was a dangerous and chilly aura. The younger guys said Kang Taein had a pretty face, but in his eyes, he was more on the handsome side. Anyway, everyone went crazy over that face.
Jang Ihwan grinned with the syringe cap in his mouth. It was Gari’s job to tie Taein’s arm with the rubber band that was always available. Seeing the protruding blood vessel, Jang Ihwan stuck the syringe needle into Taein’s arm. Pushing the piston smoothly, he made sure all the drug was absorbed into the body. He planned to tame the body first, let him spin around at JAM for a day or two, then invite Yoon Donghwan. Since the reckless bitch Taein might bite at Yoon Donghwan, he had to give him appropriate training.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
