The Cop Is Too Strong [EN]: Chapter 109

109. Corn Abundance

Saaaah-

The towering 185cm Bangakova collapsed, leaving only the desolate sound of the wind in the street.

Haru’s dazzling display of near-miraculous striking skills instantly sobered up the men who had been drinking excessively in front of a beautiful woman.

“Huh…?”

“Wow…”

“What just happened…?”

“Ko, Ko, Koba, hyung [older brother or male friend]!”

Ignoring their reactions, Haru knelt down and fumbled for something on the ground.

“헐… He fainted.”

“Is he… is he breathing?”

Haru straightened up and said quietly,

“He won’t die from that. He’s too weak, just knocked out for a bit.”

“Huh? Uh, uh… Th-there’s blood coming from his mouth.”

“Sh-should we call the police…?”

Bangakova had fainted, and blood kept flowing from his mouth, causing people to become serious. However, when mentioning the police, they glanced at Haru, hesitant to take out their phones.

She had knocked out the massive Bangakova in a matter of seconds. It would be strange not to be afraid.

“He’ll wake up soon. Should I wake him? Move.”

“Uh…?”

Haru pushed aside the man who was trying to help Bangakova and placed her foot on his chest. The other men wore strange expressions at the sight.

“What is it? Why am I jealous?”

“Y-you too? Me too.”

At that moment, Haru raised one hand high.

Slap! Smack!

“I take back what I just said.”

“Me too….”

* * *

Blink, blink.

Bangakova opened his eyes as Haru’s fierce slap struck his face for the third time.

A woman’s face, beautiful enough to make him wonder if he was in heaven, was looking down at him. Her expression was blank, and her eyes were dry, but her beauty could not be hidden.

‘Damn, she’s fucking pretty.’

Their eyes met, but she didn’t stop and reached out her hand to him.

“Ugh!”

Bangakova instinctively crossed his hands in an X-shape, flailing them while tightly shutting his eyes.

Haru stared at him silently with her still-dry eyes before opening her outstretched hand. In her small hand lay two bloody teeth.

“These are yours. Report it if you want.”

Bangakova looked at his teeth in her hand and slowly looked around. Many people’s gazes were focused on them.

Their eyes clearly showed, ‘Serves him right.’

Bangakova’s face hardened.

His game character might be weak, but in real life meetups, he had reigned as king for nearly a year, intimidating men with his size and demeanor….

He trembled with humiliation at the fact that he had been knocked out and lost teeth to this frail woman, not someone bigger or stronger than him.

Swoosh.

He quickly snatched his teeth, got up, and strode away in the opposite direction.

“Fucking bitch, just you wait, you fucking fuck….”

At the moment Bangakova disappeared into the distance.

Janggeum was clasping her hands together as if in prayer, watching Haru’s retreating figure from afar.

‘So cool….’

A frail woman instantly subduing a man with an enormous physique that looked impossible to overcome at first glance. Janggeum was completely captivated by the unexpected charm.

Haru’s appearance evoked a protective instinct, but the strong woman who surpassed it was the fantasy of many women.

As Bangakova disappeared from sight, the men rushed to Haru and checked on her.

“Haru, are you okay?!”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Ah, that hyung is really weird, I tell you.”

Haru stopped their hands from grabbing her shoulders, turned away primly, and moved her feet. Then, looking at the dazed Janggeum, she asked,

“Is the second round karaoke, right?”

“…Yes? Ah, yes! Unnie [older sister or female friend]! Let’s go together!”

* * *

At the same time, Bangakova covered his still-bleeding mouth and picked up his phone.

“Hey, it’s me. Are you still with the guys? Bring them all, there’s a bitch here I need to kill.”

He hung up and glared in the direction of Haru’s group, grinding his teeth.

“If I let that bitch go today… I’m not a man.”

* * *

On the way to the karaoke bar.

Four or five men surrounded Haru and Janggeum, talking non-stop.

“What if Koba reports it? Even though he hit first, it was still excessive force… That’s how the law is in our country.”

“I heard that trash bastard went to jail before, bragging about it.”

“He might be lying, he was just acting like he was something. Ah, it felt so good when Haru did that earlier.”

“Haru, my neighbor’s brother’s best friend’s mom’s friend’s son’s *matpalroweo* [mutual follower on social media] is a lawyer, okay? If you need help, tell me anytime, I’ll put in a good word.”

Haru felt their goodwill but raised her hand, showing her palm, and replied,

“It’s okay, I can tell my friend, and they’ll take care of it.”

“Huh? You have someone like that? You’re amazing as expected. What do they do?”

“What do they do? Hmm….”

Haru didn’t know exactly what Ahn Seo-eun did. Only that she had a high position.

“They go around here and there.”

“Ah, I see….”

“Is she unemployed? If it’s a guy, be careful, they might have ulterior motives.”

“Haru, how did you do that earlier? Did you learn martial arts or something?”

“Yeah, I really thought I was watching a movie, I couldn’t even see your hands?”

At that moment, something flashed through Janggeum’s mind as she stared at Haru. She had remembered her as a handsome person from her chic chatting.

“I remember! Didn’t you say you were a bodyguard?”

Haru’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

She was amazed that Janggeum had recognized her as a bodyguard from the one time she had casually chatted, ‘Protecting people who go around here and there.’

Haru gave Janggeum a thumbs up and nodded.

“Correct, as expected of the healer.”

“Wow… amazing, a bodyguard.”

“That’s why you were so cool! I really had a prejudice against female bodyguards, but it completely disappeared because of Haru.”

“Haru, I want to be protected too, where do I apply?”

Just then, the karaoke sign came into view in the distance. Haru pointed to it with her index finger.

“Frog Karaoke.”

A strange light flickered in her eyes.

Haru had never been to a karaoke bar in her life. She had gone to clubs with Ahn Seo-eun, but never karaoke.

Stepping inside, it was similar to a room in a club but felt a bit more run-down.

Because there were so many people, they had to reserve two rooms. Janggeum suddenly linked arms with Haru, acting friendly.

“Unnie, let’s go to the same room.”

“Okay, the healer is always right.”

And of course, the men flocked to the room with Haru and Janggeum.

The other room was filled with married men, men who couldn’t approach them actively, and one tough woman who mingled freely with the men.

It was a bizarre phenomenon where over ten people crowded into the smaller room while the larger room was empty.

If Haru and Janggeum had gone separately, this biased situation wouldn’t have happened, but because they were together, the small room was highly competitive.

“Those memories~ That past love~ Become thorns~ That dig into me-”

Thanks to this, the men in the room with Janggeum and Haru only sang ballads, twisting their tongues.

Then, when it was his turn, Dokhaengnamja [a man who always acts alone] clenched his fist as if he had made up his mind and stood up.

He turned away from the screen and fixed his gaze on Haru. Then, as the song began, he reached out his hand to Haru with an emotionally charged expression.

“You, who quietly~ look~ at my day, shedding tears~”

“Oh my, oh my, oh my, what’s wrong with that oppa [term used by women to refer to older male friends or brothers]?! Ugh, how gross.”

Janggeum was horrified at the sight, and Haru stared straight at Dokhaengnamja with dry eyes before abruptly standing up, holding a can of soda upside down.

“I’m going to rip out that tongue.”

“Unnie, unnie, calm down!”

Just as the already gloomy underground karaoke bar was about to become even gloomier, it was Janggeum’s turn to purify the atmosphere. With a determined look, she picked up the microphone and smiled brightly.

“Don’t look at me with those lecherous eyes~ Please know my heart that feels nothing, even when looking at you.”

Even if it’s an old song, songs that are good for flirting always come back around.

Twenty-one-year-old Janggeum selected a song perfectly suited for the uncles, pointing at each of them with her index finger as she sang.

The men, shot through the heart by her actions, jumped up and shook tambourines, unable to contain their excitement.

“Oh yeah~”

“The feeling!!!”

“Oh yeah-”

“Oh-do-ro-ro-rock!!”

“Happy Together-”

“Shake my heart!!!”

“Augh, my heart is shaking!”

The chorus sing-along was like a performance for soldiers. Just as Janggeum successfully finished her performance, Haru checked the remaining time on the karaoke machine and fiddled with her phone.

[Are you really coming to pick me up?]

[Landlord: The last bus has already left. Where are you?]

[Frog Karaoke. There are 37 minutes left on the karaoke machine.]

[Landlord: I’ll give you service time [extra time]. I’m leaving now. It’ll take 49 minutes.]

[Okay, I’ll wait.]

Janggeum, who was returning to her seat, widened her eyes.

“Unnie, what’s making you so happy?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yes, it’s the first time I’ve seen you smile.”

At Janggeum’s words, Haru picked up her phone and looked at her face in the reflection. The smile was fading, but there was still a little left.

“Um, the landlord said they’re coming to pick me up.”

“Oh, really? Where is your house, unnie?”

“Lead Building, Yongsu-dong, Gangjin City.”

“Yongsu-dong? I’m going in that direction too, can you give me a ride? I want to go with you, unnie.”

“I’ll ask the landlord.”

“Yes! Thank you, unnie!”

Janggeum hugged Haru tightly. Haru was frustrated and tried to quickly pull her away, but she remembered that Janggeum had been sulky because she hadn’t replied in the game, so she didn’t push her away. Seo-eun also used to hug her like this whenever she missed a text reply or said she was having a hard time.

The men, who were watching the two hug with envious eyes, cautiously approached and asked.

“Haru, you live in Gangjin City? I live near Pyeongtaek, don’t make the landlord go through the trouble, I’ll give you a ride. It’s on the way anyway.”

“On the way anyway? Hey, Gangjin City and Pyeongtaek are in completely opposite directions, aren’t they? I’ll give you a ride.”

“You’re drunk, aren’t you? How dare you put Haru in danger?”

“I’m going to call a designated driver, isn’t that what they’re for?”

At that moment, Dokhaengnamja, who had only been hurt after trying to woo Haru with a song, subtly came next to Janggeum.

“Janggeum, should oppa give you a ride? I just installed a new air freshener in my car.”

“Ah… if Haru unnie replies.”

“Oh, okay….”

* * *

49 minutes later.

A luxury sedan stopped in the parking lot near Frog Karaoke. A man with steel-like muscles, dressed in all black, got out.

Shin Haesoo scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, quickly found Frog Karaoke, and texted Haru.

[Arrived, come up slowly when you’re done.]

Haesoo didn’t go down the karaoke stairs but leaned against the wall, waiting for Haru to come up. Wearing black clothes against the black wall created an optical illusion, making his face and forearms seem to float.

Vroom!

At that moment, a cheap white sedan, modified to make a loud noise, approached and stopped in front of the karaoke bar.

Four car doors opened almost simultaneously, and dark-faced men poured out.

“…This is gonna be fucking fun.”

“Just make sure to beat them up but leave their faces alone.”

“Can’t we beat up the other guys too?”

“Ah, you idiot, if we do that, things will get bigger, so we’re just taking that bitch out.”

“Ah, okay.”

They took out wooden bats and iron pipes from the trunk and held them one by one.

It was Bangakova and his friends. Bangakova’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.

“I’m going to turn that Haru into a mayfly today.”

His eyes, blinded by revenge, didn’t see Haesoo. He passed by him, about to enter the karaoke bar.

Swoosh.

Haesoo blocked their path.

Only then did Bangakova notice Haesoo, and he frowned deeply.

“What’s this?”

Still fueled by alcohol, revenge, weapons, and friends, he had nothing to fear right now.

The dark night also contributed to his inability to see the other person properly.

Haesoo glanced at them once with weary eyes and opened his mouth.

“Leave the weapons you’re holding in the left corner, turn around, and go home, and I’ll pretend nothing happened. You only get one chance.”