Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 310

It was pointless to even explain the outcome. Attacking Kang Jin-ho was like that. To put it simply, it was no different from jumping into a beast’s cage with a disposable knife.

If you could fall from above and accurately slit the beast’s throat, you might survive, but the moment you slipped even a little, the knife would disappear, leaving only a bare-handed human.

And a human without a weapon can’t even catch a rabbit.

The Yeongnam Association was in exactly that situation.

Bang Jin-hoon admitted it. This attack was threatening. It was such an intense and effective assault that Bang Jin-hoon’s mentality momentarily broke. If Kang Jin-ho hadn’t been there, Bang Jin-hoon would have certainly died.

But now that the attack had failed, the only option left for those remaining was one thing.

Death.

Anyone who knew Kang Jin-ho as well as Bang Jin-hoon would have committed suicide the moment they realized the operation had failed.

Since the outcome of death wouldn’t change anyway.

Then it was better to choose the moment of death that was less painful.

But they had seen Kang Jin-ho for the first time today, and the man named Kang Jin-ho was a being that could not be understood with words alone. Bang Jin-hoon had been the same.

Chun Tae-hoon had explained the danger of Kang Jin-ho with his whole body, but Bang Jin-hoon hadn’t understood. Only after facing Kang Jin-ho’s true nature could he grasp how dangerous and cruel Kang Jin-ho was.

They would be the same.

That’s why they couldn’t let go of such a slim hope and were resisting or trying to escape.

“Kkyaaaaaaak!”

Bang Jin-hoon shuddered as he heard the horrific scream that rang in his ears.

‘Easy to say.’

—Those who seek life will have their lives taken, and those who attack will have it returned to them.

It was something that couldn’t happen in the outside world represented by law, but at least in the Murim world [a world of martial arts and warriors], it was a value that took precedence over the law.

But just because everyone said so didn’t mean everyone could do it.

How many people could actually cut off the breath of an attacker on the spot after blocking and subduing them?

Usually, they would hesitate. And then they would worry.

They would worry even more if there were many of them. If one person attacked you, killing that one person might not be such a big deal.

But what if the opponent was ten? A hundred?

Even if a hundred people attacked you, killing all hundred of them is not as easy as it sounds.

No, an ordinary person wouldn’t even dare to think about it.

It wasn’t just a matter of learning and being educated about human dignity. Even those who looked down on humans couldn’t easily do it.

But right now, before Bang Jin-hoon’s eyes, there was someone who was doing it nonchalantly.

‘Is his head broken somewhere?’

He knew.

The concept of human dignity was a fabricated one. In fact, it hasn’t been long since humans began to be considered more valuable than animals.

Returnees, in particular, had that tendency.

Although he didn’t know the principle, those who had lived in the past all tended to regard humans as insignificant.

In modern society, where countless judges ponder whether a person has committed a crime worthy of death, and whether this death is just, it would be difficult for those who live in modern society to understand the past where people would cut off a person’s head for stealing and display it.

And those who had adapted to that life had no choice but to find it difficult to understand.

He clearly understood that part. But….

‘That guy is especially bad.’

It’s not like he doesn’t know returnees.

Due to the nature of his job and position, he had met quite a few returnees. But no returnee was as extreme as Kang Jin-ho.

No, even ‘extreme’ wasn’t an accurate expression.

Kang Jin-ho seemed to have no guilt at all about killing people. He couldn’t understand how many people he had killed in his previous life to be able to pop a person’s head off like opening a soda can.

Bang Jin-hoon squeezed his eyes shut at the sound of another scream.

‘Terrifying.’

What made him even more creeped out was that Kang Jin-ho, who lived his daily life, was quite a normal person. He wasn’t just normal; he was a model citizen who was filial to his parents, a good friend to his friends, and even sponsored an orphanage with his personal wealth.

Such a person was killing people like ants in the underworld. This unbridgeable gap was the reality of the difficulty Bang Jin-hoon felt with Kang Jin-ho.

An unpredictable person.

There was nothing more difficult than not knowing the direction of a person’s actions.

Swish!

Kang Jin-ho flicked his hand, scattering the blood on the floor. The blood was so thick that even after flicking it several times, not all the droplets had disappeared. It hadn’t even been long enough for the blood to dry.

“Hoo….”

Looking at Kang Jin-ho walking towards him, breathing low, he suddenly felt like running away.

Even though he clearly understood that Kang Jin-ho wasn’t approaching with hostility, Bang Jin-hoon’s instincts were screaming for him to flee. But Bang Jin-hoon put strength into his legs, preventing them from running away without permission.

His hair was swaying as if it were wet. But it didn’t need to be explained what the red liquid dripping from Kang Jin-ho’s hair was.

“You’ve worked hard.”

He tried to speak calmly, but his voice was slightly trembling.

When Kang Jin-ho didn’t answer, Bang Jin-hoon forced himself to continue.

“I’ve contacted them, so those who will clean up will be here soon.”

Kang Jin-ho quietly raised his head.

The eyes visible through his black and red hair were gleaming like those of a beast. They were scary eyes that would appear in his dreams.

“…I’m sorry, but if you look at me with those eyes, I might pee my pants. I’d appreciate it if you could calm down a bit.”

At Bang Jin-hoon’s words, Kang Jin-ho quietly nodded.

‘He’s a bit excited.’

He didn’t know if it was because he saw blood or because the previous situation was so extreme, but his heart was beating fast. Kang Jin-ho quietly placed his hand on his chest and took a deep breath.

“Ughhh….”

Jeon Hee-cheon, who was lying on the floor, groaned as he saw the scene.

‘That bastard!’

Bang Jin-hoon quietly stepped on Jeon Hee-cheon’s face with his foot.

This crazy bastard was barely calming down, so why was he trying to push the situation to the extreme again by showing his presence at this time?

As his shoe pressed down on Jeon Hee-cheon’s mouth, the screams that were leaking out subsided.

Kang Jin-ho, who had quietly closed his eyes, opened them.

His eyes weren’t completely relaxed, but they weren’t gleaming with murderous intent like before.

‘I see what a serial killer’s eyes look like.’

According to a theory, those who have killed and those who haven’t have different eyes, but that was a complete lie. The Murim world, where killers were overflowing, was different from the outside world, but their eyes weren’t that different from ordinary people.

But looking at Kang Jin-ho’s eyes, he was convinced that a human who was steeped in murder would definitely have different eyes.

“It’s coming out more than I thought.”

“It is.”

“Guns… Where on earth did they get these?”

“America, or Japan, or even China. There are many places to get them.”

Bang Jin-hoon quietly nodded.

If he set his mind to it, it wouldn’t be that difficult for him to get a gun. There might be some problems in the process of smuggling, but those problems could be easily smoothed over by the Chonghoe [a powerful organization]. And there was no need to take such risks.

He could just put a boat on the high seas, receive the guns by boat, and then swim ashore with the guns in a waterproof bag at the appropriate location.

It would be a perfect way for an ordinary human to commit suicide, but Murim people were capable of it. He hadn’t tested it, but if he chose strong guys, it wouldn’t be impossible for them to swim to Jeju Island.

He hadn’t tried it, but if he did, Bang Jin-hoon could also get a gun. But….

‘There’s a huge difference between ‘can do’ and ‘does’.’

Even if Bang Jin-hoon was in a situation where he could die, he wouldn’t have even thought about bringing a gun to fight back. It was too dangerous. If he wasn’t careful, the Murim world could be exposed to the world, and he could clash head-on with the revealed power of the world.

Taking such a risk was not an easy thing to do.

“Kim Seok-il seems to have gone crazy.”

“I wonder.”

Kang Jin-ho quietly smiled.

“Or maybe… he thought it was better to do it for sure than to measure this and that.”

“…That’s right.”

“It’s not a bad method.”

Bang Jin-hoon shut his mouth.

‘Does that guy have no fear?’

The target of that not-bad method was none other than Kang Jin-ho himself. Kang Jin-ho’s martial prowess was so obvious that it was pointless to even mention it, but even so, he had never experienced a situation where bullets were raining down. He had gone to the past, and he had returned to Korea.

But the fact that he could maintain his composure meant that he was either bold, or….

‘What’s the point of knowing?’

Bang Jin-hoon gave up on analyzing Kang Jin-ho. Just when he thought he knew a little, a new side of him would appear, and just when he thought he understood a little, he would show a different side.

The day he could perfectly understand him and move in accordance with his thoughts might never come.

“By the way….”

“Yes?”

“Is that covered by insurance?”

Bang Jin-hoon, who saw the burning car that Kang Jin-ho was pointing at, rubbed his eyes with both hands.

“Shit.”

Who could understand the feeling of seeing a car that he had just bought burning? Especially since it was an extremely expensive car.

Bang Jin-hoon, who was staring at the car with a look of despair, turned his head and glared at Jeon Hee-cheon, who was lying on the floor.

“You, you must have some savings, right?”

He wouldn’t be able to buy that car again with just any amount of money, you bastard.

“Hey, get up.”

Bang Jin-hoon grabbed Jeon Hee-cheon by the collar and said as if he were spitting out the words.

“How much money do you have in your wallet?”

“Take out your card and tell me your password while I’m being nice.”

Kang Jin-ho quietly watched the scene and shook his head.

‘It’s a picture.’

It was a scene where even if you said a gangster was harassing a good person, there would be no sense of incongruity. From Bang Jin-hoon’s point of view, who had been attacked while minding his own business, it might be a very unfair assessment, but what could he do about the way he looked?

In the world, there were people who looked kind even when they committed evil deeds, while there were people who looked like that even when they were trying to get what they deserved.

“You, you bastard… you know what will happen if I count it and it comes out? If you’re going to say you don’t have any, just bite your tongue, you bastard. You know who I am, right? I’m not a man who gives up easily.”

Kang Jin-ho turned his head, looked at the burning car, and sighed lowly.