Mining And Construction Tycoon [EN]: Chapter 202

Hoga Howi (4)

Assuming a fighting stance, Kim Kwang-rok crooked his finger.

“Come in.”

The finger he crooked was his middle finger.

The chief of security grimaced at the blatant insult.

“Is this bastard crazy? Does he not know his place? Should I send you back to the brig?”

“I’m out of the military.”

*Don’t talk to me about knowing my place.*

*And I was never afraid of the brig, even back then.*

*The reason I put up with the relentless bullying was because of the men under me.*

*Because it was my unit members who would die in my place.*

*Today, I plan to vent all the pent-up resentment and anger.*

Kim Kwang-rok raised both middle fingers simultaneously.

“If you don’t come at me, I’m coming to you.”

“This impudent bastard, really… Once a senior, always a senior.”

For some reason, the chief of security remained motionless.

Kim Jong-pyo glared at the chief of security, displeased.

But unlike usual, the chief of security couldn’t afford to care about Kim Jong-pyo’s anger.

The murderous intent that felt like it would pierce his skin the moment he faced Kim Kwang-rok made his legs tremble.

*Is this what it feels like to be thrown naked in front of a beast?*

*Am I supposed to deal with this crazy monster? Shit!*

Why wouldn’t he feel that way?

Kim Kwang-rok’s reputation in the military was legendary.

The strongest legend since the founding of the army.

Fighting Kim Kwang-rok meant at least a fracture, at worst, death.

At least with allies, it ended with fractures in sparring, but most enemies died, didn’t they?

Kim Kwang-rok was quick and decisive in taking down enemies.

How could he possibly win?

*Am I crazy to fight this bastard! But the acting president is glaring at me with a murderous look, and I can’t back down!*

A beast in front, and an absolute power behind.

*I’m in a dilemma.*

Cold sweat trickled down his spine.

What did Acting President Kim Jong-pyo say when he chose him?

-I heard you’re famous in the military for your fighting skills?

The fighting skills he was famous for were not like Kim Kwang-rok’s.

Unlike Kim Kwang-rok, it was the kind of fist used to control subordinate soldiers, not enemies.

A mysterious fist that was weak against the strong and strong against the weak.

It seemed that the rumor, even if it was a bad one, had reached Kim Jong-pyo’s ears.

-I value that fist that properly controls subordinates. I heard you’re good at Hoga Howi [a Korean term for exploiting one’s position to bully subordinates]?

Only then did he realize why Kim Jong-pyo had chosen him.

To completely remove the remnants of the deceased Chief of Security, Cha Ki-beom.

He needed a drill sergeant who would brutally beat subordinates and parasitize on power.

That’s how he became the new Chief of Security, succeeding Cha Ki-beom.

*If I back down here like a coward, I’ll be fired immediately. This is the end of my career!*

The power of the Chief of Presidential Security, which he had tasted for a moment!

It was so sweet that he couldn’t come to his senses.

He could see why Chief of Security Cha Ki-beom was placed above Commander Jeon Doo-ho, the head of Ohseonghoe [likely a powerful organization or gang].

He could feel it even more keenly because he had a good nose for power and was skilled in Hoga Howi.

*I can never back down from this position! If Kim Kwang-rok gets in my way, I’ll just get rid of him like before!*

How many times had he caught Kim Kwang-rok in the military?

His power was even stronger now than it was then!

That was why he gritted his teeth even with the sharp-edged Kim Kwang-rok in front of him.

*That monstrous Kim Kwang-rok has a fatal weakness!*

His subordinates!

He knew well because he had been relentlessly tormenting Kim Kwang-rok for years.

Kim Kwang-rok was fearless, but he didn’t want the people around him to be ruined.

That was why he had been able to hold onto Kim Kwang-rok until now.

So the chief of security smiled slyly.

“Kim Kwang-rok, you’ll regret this, won’t you? If you don’t move, I’ll… your subordinates…!”

“Shut up.”

The words couldn’t continue.

Because a hand like a pot lid suddenly flew and slapped him across the face.

It wasn’t just a smack.

For some reason, there was a bang.

It was similar to the sound when Tae-soo hit the wall of the Cheongil Apartment with a sledgehammer.

“Kkeueoeoeoeo-!”

With just that one blow, the chief of security’s eyes rolled back.

The whites of his eyes were visible.

Kim Kwang-rok raised his other palm.

Bang!

The chief of security’s neck twisted in the opposite direction as if it would be pulled out.

Several teeth flew out into the air along with blood.

Bang!

“Kkeureureuk-!”

Kim Kwang-rok simply grabbed the chief of security by the collar with one hand.

He effortlessly lifted an adult man.

The perfect height and angle for slapping.

Very good.

“Why are you fighting with your mouth?”

*Ah…*

*This bastard was the type to start fights with his mouth even in the military.*

As soon as he was reminded of the military, Kim Kwang-rok’s slapping speed increased.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Taeyang Group security guards turned pale and clung to Kim Kwang-rok’s body.

In an instant, a dozen or so people were hanging on him.

“Please, restrain yourself! You’ll kill him!”

“This bastard deserves to die, but there are valuable eyes watching!”

“So let’s deal with him in a secluded place instead!”

There was no mention of not killing him.

Kim Kwang-rok was dumbfounded.

“I’ve only slapped him seven times.”

There were still many debts to repay.

But it wasn’t even a punch, just a few slaps…

“That bastard is foaming at the mouth! All his teeth are gone!”

“A facial fracture is certain! His face was already ugly, but now it’s just a rice cake dough!”

“If the chief gets slapped one more time, he’s definitely going to the afterlife!”

His condition was definitely bad.

Kim Kwang-rok nodded at his subordinates’ words.

Only then did the security guards breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as his subordinates fell off his body, Kim Kwang-rok grinned.

“Then not the face. His limbs are intact, so it’s okay to touch them a little.”

It was instantaneous.

With a bang, Kim Kwang-rok’s fist pounded the chief of security’s limbs.

There was no time to stop him.

“Done!”

He had thoroughly beaten him up in a short amount of time.

The chief of security, now in a limp, squid-like state, collapsed to the floor.

The security guards shook their heads.

*How many pieces did he break him into?*

*He properly attached the lifeline like a professional.*

*As expected of our chief. It’s refreshing.*

Kim Kwang-rok and the Blue House’s [South Korean presidential residence] presidential security chief had a fight.

But the situation was resolved in about 3 minutes of total confrontation time.

Those who saw Kim Kwang-rok’s skills were shocked.

*The Taeyang Group’s chief of security is not human.*

*This is practically a monster.*

*Still, the presidential security chief must be quite a figure.*

The people filling the lobby of the Geumsan Hotel were famous figures from the political and business world.

Diplomats from various embassies.

How many skilled people had they met so far?

But Kim Kwang-rok was out of the ordinary.

He had unrivaled skills that could not be compared to any other security guard.

*Chairman Kang Tae-soo chose well.*

It was the moment when Kim Kwang-rok caught the eye of Lee Byung-chun of the Samcheong Group.

The other chaebol [South Korean conglomerate] leaders and congressmen were thinking the same thing at the same time.

However, only one person, Acting President Kim Jong-pyo, was completely different.

“What on earth is this!”

Kim Jong-pyo shouted.

“The Taeyang Group’s chief of security beat up the presidential security chief! Even in front of the acting president! Did everyone see that clearly?”

As soon as Kim Jong-pyo’s words fell, the reaction of the people around him was unusual.

Famous figures from the political and business world were groaning softly.

*Schemer Kim Jong-pyo is trying to plot something again.*

Kim Jong-pyo looked around and incited.

“The Taeyang Group threatened the acting president and raised their fists! The presidential security chief who tried to protect the acting president was attacked! Is this a rebellion by the Taeyang Group!”

“Rebellion?”

It was an absurd claim.

But Jang Jun-yong sighed.

*Schemer Kim Jong-pyo has drawn a chilling sword. His method is to distort the truth with his devilish tongue and drive the opponent into a corner.*

How many forces had fallen victim to schemer Kim Jong-pyo’s tricks?

He cleverly mixes truth and lies, and stirs up public opinion with incitement and fabrication.

That’s why Park Jung-hwan kept Jinangin Kim Jong-pyo in check.

“Unless you want to drive the entire Taeyang Group into treason… move.”

Tae-soo told me not to let anyone in.

Not even the acting president.

*But if my actions cause the Taeyang Group to be accused of treason…*

Kim Kwang-rok clenched his fist tightly.

The meaning of treason is very significant to a former soldier.

It’s a matter that can even lead to summary execution.

“Get out of the way right now if you don’t want to die!”

“It’s my own decision. It has nothing to do with the Taeyang Group. But I still can’t move.”

Then Tae-soo’s voice was heard from the top of the stairs.

“The Taeyang Group will take responsibility for everything.”

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the stairs leading to the upper hall.

Tae-soo was standing on the stairs, arm in arm with a young foreign woman wearing sunglasses, watching everything.

“Taeyang Group’s chief of security and security guards, all in security formation. Secure the front of the stairs.”

“Yes, sir!”

Kim Kwang-rok and the Taeyang Group security guards moved to the front of the stairs in unison.

Kim Jong-pyo twitched his cheek.

“Kang Tae-soo, did the Taeyang Group say they would take full responsibility for this?”

You’re in big trouble.

He was trying to find fault to push back the muscular monster, but instead, he caught a big fish named Kang Tae-soo.

“Good. The Taeyang Group has admitted to the rebellion. And they are still showing me their intention to attack without even holding the person in charge accountable.”

“How about this?”

Tae-soo smirked.

He speaks in English for Alice’s sake.

[The Taeyang Group and the Rockefeller family’s security guards are working together to protect Rockefeller. But the acting president suddenly tried to harm Rockefeller by breaking through the security guards. I took action to stop it.]

Everyone’s expression hardened at Tae-soo’s words.

-Acting President leads an attempt to harm Rockefeller!

[I heard that the Rockefeller family, a global conglomerate, is always suffering from kidnapping attempts and threats. I never thought that such a thing would actually happen in Korea.]

Kim Jong-pyo, who was trying to frame the Taeyang Group, was about to be framed instead.

The more Tae-soo opened his mouth, the more disadvantageous it became.

So Kim Jong-pyo quickly shouted.

“That’s absurd! As the commander-in-chief of this country, I visited with goodwill because a state guest was visiting…”

How could that be?

Wasn’t Kim Jong-pyo the one who refused Jang Jun-yong’s suggestion to contact the higher-ups and pushed ahead recklessly?

Before Kim Jong-pyo could make excuses, Tae-soo took the lead.

After bringing his ear close to Alice’s mouth, he nodded.

[The Rockefeller heiress says she is very displeased with this. It is the height of rudeness to ignore Rockefeller’s wishes not to receive uninvited guests and to want to rest.]

Alice didn’t even open her mouth.

But Tae-soo conveys the words without taking his ear away from her mouth.

[I will not speak to rude people. I don’t want to stay here any longer. So I’m giving you notice.]

The faces of the famous figures who had gathered in anticipation of meeting Rockefeller were filled with disappointment.

*If I had been waiting in the hall prepared by Chairman Kang, I might have had a chance to meet, but it all went down the drain because of Kim Jong-pyo.*

Kim Jong-pyo, who created this mess.

The gazes towards him were cold.

In particular, the eyes of the chaebol leaders who had rushed to offer proposals related to oil supply were particularly fierce.

Tae-soo drove the wedge.

[Rockefeller will not sell oil to Korea.]

It was a shocking conclusion.

Korea’s economy runs by selling goods from factories.

Oil is essential not only for heavy industry but also for running light industry factories.

Moreover, most of the electricity is supplied by thermal power plants.

Since not a single drop of oil is produced, they had just experienced a severe oil shock from the Middle East.

That’s why the chaebols with oil refining companies were the first to rush to the news that Rockefeller had come to Korea.

Kim Jong-pyo frowned.

[You’re going to cut off the oil supply to Korea? Even if Korea is a small market…]

[I won’t sell it!]

Tae-soo suddenly shouted.

[It’s my heart! …she said.]

In short, she meant that she was in a bad mood and would not sell Rockefeller Oil’s oil to Korea.

The problem is that Rockefeller controls 95% of the world’s oil.

There are several countries where Rockefeller has withdrawn since the Middle East war, but the equity has not yet been properly settled.

If Rockefeller declares that he will not sell, the whole world will really cut off the oil supply.

*No!*

*We have to prevent this terrible situation somehow!*

*If this continues, we’ll go bankrupt!*

As the chaebol leaders were about to open their mouths, Tae-soo raised his hand first.

[Are you trying to persuade me and Rockefeller? I think the order is wrong.]

Tae-soo deliberately patted Alice’s arm.

The arm was very firm.

It would be faster to resolve the conversation with something else than to release that arm.

Lee Byung-chun of the quick-witted Samcheong Group was the first to glare fiercely at Kim Jong-pyo.

“Kim Jong-pyo.”

Lee Byung-chun, who had been treating him politely as the acting president, suddenly changed.