I Entered an Academy in a Ruined Game

Chapter 199 : Contention (3)

The boss of the Baumanskaya Brotherhood, Dmitri Vasilev.

In public, he was known as an ill-fated man caught up in his younger brother's vile schemes and defeated, or an incompetent older brother.

'Let them talk all they want.'

But it was merely a conspiracy between his brother and subordinates who feared Dmitri's immense power.

This man, whose individual strength was already evaluated to have surpassed his father's, had enough pride to endure the pain of grinding his sword with a bitter heart in this small land in the Far East.

'As long as we have Sergei, we won't lack capital resources.'

Securing and whisking away Sergei Song even during the retreat from his brother's sudden attack was an achievement made possible by his quick decision-making.

'I hear he's been losing ground in recent conflicts. Of course.'

Dmitri twisted the corner of his mouth as he recalled his hateful brother.

In terms of brute force, he was someone his brother could never match.

His brother might use cunning, but in the Russian underworld that was like a jungle, how could he stand at the top with just that?

'You should have come under me. Your inferiority complex and greed ruined the family business that father built.'

Someday when he returns to his homeland...

He, having united his father's legacy, would be able to unify the fragmented underworld.

But.

'Sergei, you ungrateful bastard.'

Dmitri tightly gripped the bullet in his hand as he thought of that Korean-Russian man who dared to escape his grasp.

Bang!

An explosion occurred in his hand as the gunpowder ignited, but he didn't even blink.

'A goose that lays golden eggs running away on its own. What a ridiculous sight.'

If the man came obediently, he would forgive him, but if not.

"I'll have to twist his neck and cut open his belly. Traitors cannot be forgiven."

The organization's discipline and honor couldn't be bought even with money.

Even if it meant taking a detour, punishing Sergei was worth it.

"......"

Just as he was about to close his eyes and sink into thought.

'Hmm?'

He detected a presence that disturbed his senses from afar.

'What is it?'

"Boss, it's an emergency!"

"What's going on."

"The Execution Force has invaded!"

Crash!

After stomping on and breaking his desk, he calmly asked.

"Why are those bastards here?"

"W-well, they say it's to capture a Ma-in that our organization is hiding."

"Hmm."

Of course, there were Ma-in in his organization too.

No, this wasn't something exclusive to just his organization.

"A pathetic excuse. There must be a reason."

But isn't the timing too coincidental?

"Boss, could it be because of that bastard Sergei?"

An executive who had rushed in asked.

"Probably."

"Those bastards."

Killing intent filled the executives' eyes.

"Where do they get the gall to interfere?"

"What should we do?"

"Don't kill them. The law enforcement of this country is on a different level than Russia's."

Dmitri said.

"But there shouldn't be a problem with subduing them somewhat roughly."

"You mean?"

"Send out all the Brigadiers."

"Understood."

"And."

He twisted the corner of his mouth.

"We don't know where rats might come in. Prepare the 'trap.'"

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"Oh Dallae. You guard the rear."

"Got it."

Kim Taesung, Su-hyeon, and Yu Chanmin suppressed their presence as they infiltrated through the back entrance of the industrial complex.

'There are fewer people than I thought.'

Just as Kim Taesung was feeling a strange premonition and surveying the surroundings once more.

"You rat-like bastards!"

Three huge men appeared, blocking the three of them.

"What grudge does the Execution Force have against us to do this?"

"A stupid question."

Kim Taesung answered calmly.

"Do you think we act on personal grudges like you?"

"You speak well."

Squish.

As one man pressed a controller, the structure changed, creating a dome that enveloped all six of them.

'They've set up quite a thing.'

Su-hyeon thought.

"We can't let you go just like that. In this trap, either you die or we die, one side must die."

"Hmm."

"Even if you defeat us, once this trap is activated, all that awaits you is more reinforcements."

"I see. Thanks for the information."

Kim Taesung transformed into his beast form and raised his claws.

"It's nice of you to gather together."

Because that would mean the defenses at the main entrance would be weaker.

Meanwhile.

Ratatata!

Boom!

The squad members led by Jo Sujin were facing the offensive of the mafia members who had brought out various firearms and were firing randomly.

"Oh my. They're even shooting magic wands?"

Boom! Boom!

A double barrier of wind and waves made the firearms explode in midair.

"These bastards still can't let go of habits from their country!"

Jo Sujin shouted.

"Sylph, Salamander!"

Kyuu!

The two spirits wrapped the energies of fire and wind around Jo Sujin's sword energy.

"Eat this!"

A slash containing ferocious energy swept away the mafia organization members in one go.

Boom!

"Oh?"

Jo Sujin twitched her eyebrow when she saw the Brigadiers who blocked her attack with their bodies.

"Stop this, what grudge do you have to persecute us like this?"

"Wow, your Korean is good."

Jo Sujin snorted at the protest of the Slavic man.

"You attacked us first. Keep in mind that from now on, it's self-defense."

"Bullshit, are you a judge?"

Jo Sujin sneered.

"I just hate mafia bastards. I find it disgusting how you parasitic scum who make money by sucking other people's blood put on suits and act like gentlemen among yourselves while pretending to be civilized."

The man's expression changed at the blatant insult.

"Watch your mouth."

"What if I don't?"

"A person who can't be reasoned with, I see."

"Ha!"

Sword energy rose from Jo Sujin's longsword.

"You just figured that out?"

The Brigadiers blocking Kim Taesung, Su-hyeon, and Yu Chanmin were all masters who had deeply trained in martial arts.

Smack!

The Brigadier who had planted his fist into Kim Taesung's abdomen with flexible and unpredictable movements smiled.

"Haha, you're lighter than you look!"

'Not bad.'

Kim Taesung, his eyes glowing, swung his claws and left a deep wound on the man's cheek.

Slash!

"Haha, you're a man and you use scratching?"

Kim Taesung clicked his tongue at the Brigadier who didn't seem to mind despite what must have been considerable pain.

'This might not end quickly.'

Meanwhile, Yu Chanmin was struggling and being pushed back against an opponent whose skills surpassed his own.

'Damn it, he's too strong?'

"Chanmin, hang in there! I'll join you soon!"

"Understood!"

Just as he answered.

Boom!

Yu Chanmin, who suffered a powerful takedown, ended up lying on the floor.

'Damn, what kind of strength is this!'

It seemed unlikely that he would come out of this unscathed.

'Systema, and wrestling? Both at elite levels.'

Su-hyeon, who had been watching the two fights, turned to the man in front of him.

"Did you train in something too?"

"Yes. I deeply trained in Sambo."

"You probably never intended to go down a different path."

"Haha, don't pretend to know everything."

Perhaps this man was once a pure athlete training in martial arts.

However.

'No room for sympathy.'

Su-hyeon's eyes narrowed.

It was because of the tattoos that densely covered their bodies.

"What does that tattoo mean? Murder?"

"Are you interrogating me now?"

The middle-aged Russian laughed at Su-hyeon's question.

"Well, what could it be? Murder? Robbery? Aggravated assault?"

"Looking at it, seems like all three."

The man laughed at Su-hyeon's words.

"Well, anyway, let's at least introduce ourselves. I'm Mikhail."

"You're quite strange."

Su-hyeon said.

"Do you think I would tell you my name while wearing a mask? I don't understand why you've been visibly stalling for time."

"Kukuku. You caught on?"

As the man put on airs with a smug face.

Swish!

A surprise jab thrown by Su-hyeon connected precisely.

"Kuk!"

"Stop grinning."

Su-hyeon said.

"I didn't come here to play games."

"You bastard!"

The man, whose nose started bleeding from one hit, took up a stance.

"I'll tear you apart!"

'Eye Power, activate.'

Keeng!

Su-hyeon, deliberately not drawing his Moonless Sword, raised his guard and slowly took his steps, and.

Whoosh!

Mikhail quickly closed the distance from long range and threw a Russian hook.

'Fast.'

Combined with his charging momentum, the hook, despite its nature, became a fairly fast attack.

'Is he an awakened one with strength enhancement?'

It looked like a punch that would cause significant damage if it connected.

But Su-hyeon wasn't going to be hit so easily by a rear hand thrown so carelessly, not even a jab.

Whoosh!

Su-hyeon easily avoided the hook with a ducking motion and planted a left body blow as a counter.

Thud!

'He's tough.'

But Mikhail, not afraid of being hit, recklessly extended a counter punch again, and.

Smack!

Mikhail's hands grabbed and pressed down on Su-hyeon's occiput as he raised his right-hand cover to block.

'A knee kick?'

Su-hyeon didn't avoid it but allowed himself to be grabbed, then.

Thud!

He caught the knee kick with both hands, stopping it.

Then he tripped Mikhail's supporting foot and pushed his chest with his right hand, throwing him to the ground.

Boom!

"Kuuk!"

Su-hyeon easily shook off Mikhail's hands, which had loosened from the impact, and stood up.

"Tough guy."

Su-hyeon said, watching Mikhail forcefully getting up.

"You bastard!"

Whoosh!

Once again, Mikhail dashed forward and swung a right hook, and.

'His pattern is too simple.'

Su-hyeon leaned his upper body back to avoid it, then sprung his waist like a bow and planted a straight punch.

Crack!

After batting away Mikhail's hand, which was trying to grab his collar even as his body was pushed back, Su-hyeon followed with a rear-hand uppercut.

Thud!

As Mikhail hastily raised his guard and retreated, Su-hyeon landed a middle kick to his wide-open torso.

"Keok!"

Mikhail, who had taken a flurry of clean hits in a single exchange, backed away.

"For someone supposed to be elite, you're quite weak. It seems like Combat Sambo style."

While Combat Sambo itself tends to view striking more as a setup for grappling.

Someone as well-rounded as Su-hyeon could easily control the fight in a way the opponent didn't want.

"Don't be so cocky."

"I wasn't really."

Swish!

Su-hyeon's outside low kick, thrown from a distance where punches couldn't reach, whipped Mikhail's thigh.

"Krack!"

Su-hyeon defended against the forcefully thrown Russian hook by pushing him back with a front kick to the stomach.

"Kuk!"

Then Su-hyeon, who closed the distance first, feinted a middle kick, twisted his pelvis to avoid the cover, and landed a Brazilian kick to the temple.

Crack!

"Kuuuu."

Watching Mikhail stagger with his legs momentarily giving way, Su-hyeon thought.

'As expected, his striking level isn't that impressive.'

But that toughness and strength were not to be underestimated.

"Kraak!"

Looking at Mikhail's attack, feinting a right hand throw before swinging a left hook.

Swish!

Su-hyeon simply extended a jab and connected it.

"Kuk!"

As Mikhail's left fist carved through the air, his torso was completely exposed, and.

Crack!

Su-hyeon delivered a knee kick, cracking his ribs.

"Kup!"

Mikhail, gritting his teeth and swallowing his scream, persistently grabbed Su-hyeon's collar and engaged in a clinch fight.

However.

'This bastard, what strength...'

Mikhail was shocked to find himself being pushed back rather than being able to disturb Su-hyeon's center and knock him down.

"Did you think you could win in close quarters?"

Boom!

Su-hyeon employed a Muay Thai-style throw and instantly tossed Mikhail away.

Then a soccer kick.

"Damn it!"

Mikhail raised his guard with both arms to block the soccer kick, then tried to grab the leg to somehow apply a submission, but.

Swish.

Su-hyeon, who had created and stepped on a Mana Shield, slipped away like a loach.

'Will he chase further? No.'

If he had chased further, he would have fallen prey to a counter.

Watching Mikhail, who had given up the pursuit either due to still having judgment or lacking strength, Su-hyeon said.

"If you've realized the difference in power, surrender now. You're not Ma-in, so you can be released after paying for your crimes."

"Shut up. We don't kneel to anyone."

Mikhail growled like a wounded beast, and.

"I see."

Su-hyeon nodded and asked.

"Then what if your knees are shattered?"