Real Man

Chapter 408:

The training of the two men continued.

The gym door opened, and a man appeared.

He was slightly taller than Lee Jang-woo, with fierce eyes.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with sunglasses followed.

They were both quite famous in this field.

Kim Chun-sik?

Ace Gym?

The people who recognized them were startled.

At that moment, the man who entered first ran quickly and jumped over the ring.

Whoosh.

He then started to put on the gloves that were in the corner of the ring.

He didnt seem to care about his surroundings at all. He was impressive.

Yoo-hyun finally saw the man who climbed up the ring.

As Yoo-hyun was trying to recall his memory, Lee Jang-woo, who was next to him, clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

Kim Chun-sik.

Kim Chun-sik? The champion came all the way here?

Come to think of it, his torn eye and scar on his face matched the Kim Chun-sik he saw in the photo.

-Didnt you hear about Kim Chun-sik? You should have gone to him and begged for mercy.

Yoo-hyuns lips curled up as he remembered the internet comment.

A pumpkin rolled in with its vines. He had no reason not to be happy.

Kim Chun-sik, who put on his gloves, nodded his head.

Are you the one? The coward who called me a coward?

Yeah. Its me. Lets fight.

Did Jang-woo know Kim Chun-sik before?

He was so eager to fight him that his aura was no joke.

But he shouldnt fall for Kim Chun-siks provocation and fight here.

It would be meaningless whether he won or lost.

The real match should be on the official ring.

Whoa, whoa. Jang-woo, calm down. Hes a guest.

As Yoo-hyun blocked him, he heard Kim Chun-siks voice from behind his back.

Yeah. I need to beat you up today to sleep well. Come on. Ill crush you completely.

Yoo-hyun turned his body and stopped Kim Chun-sik from approaching.

He looked like a thug, but he was courteous as he was a guest.

Please calm down. If you want to fight, lets do it officially.

Who are you to butt in?

As Kim Chun-sik raised his fist and threatened Yoo-hyun, Lee Jang-woo rushed in.

Dont talk to my senior like that, you bastard.

Before Yoo-hyun could stop him, Kim Chun-siks fist flew.

What? Bastard? You punk.

Thud.

Yoo-hyun shouted as he blocked his fist with a mitt.

Stop it.

For a moment, Lee Jang-woo calmed down and dropped his fist.

But Kim Chun-sik rushed forward instead.

Despite Yoo-hyun's push, his shin kicked Lee Jang-woo's ass.

A thud.

"Thud."

Lee Jang-woo suppressed a groan, and Yoo-hyuns eyes rolled back.

That bastard. Did he just mess with my junior?

The gym manager fumed as he saw the scene from below the ring.

What is that kid doing in someone elses gym?

Whoa, whoa. Calm down, Manager Jung. Its just a fight between kids. Why are you getting involved?

A man wearing sunglasses casually blocked the managers way.

The manager confronted the man who used to be his rival.

A fight between kids? What if they get hurt? Will you, Manager Park, take responsibility?

What are you talking about? You shouldnt have provoked them so poorly. Isnt it against the etiquette to do such a thing?

Why dont you have a formal match then? Stop playing these silly games.

Formal match? Are you crazy? Why would I have a match with such a brat? Its enough to just play with him lightly while sparring.

Park Chul-ho, the ace of the gym, sneered at the managers words.

He meant that he wouldnt have a real match, but only a one-sided sparring.

The manager gritted his teeth.

Are you guys some kind of gangsters? What the hell are you trying to do?

Whoa, whoa. You shouldnt have opened your mouth like that. Just let Chun-sik vent his anger by hitting him a few times.

Park Chul-ho was about to finish his mocking words when he heard a scream from the ring.

Argh.

He saw Kim Chun-sik bleeding from his nose.

Yoo-hyun was a man who knew his limits.

He had no intention of ruining his juniors future with his anger.

Lee Jang-woo. Calm down.

Yoo-hyun stopped Lee Jang-woo, who became agitated.

While Lee Jang-woo froze, Kim Chun-sik, who had noticed the nosebleed, rushed over.

"You son of a bitch, touch someone."

Wham.

Yoo-hyun, caught in the middle, dodged a flying punch from Kim Chun-sik and grabbed him around the waist.

"I told you to stop."

"You son of a bitch, why are you only grabbing me?"

As Kim Chun-sik struggled, Lee Jang-woo came at him again.

He kept still when he was hit, but he couldn't contain his excitement when Yoo-hyun said something to him.

"Don't swear at him."

After pushing Kim Chun-sik away, Yoo-hyun spun around to block Lee Jang-woo again.

At that moment, the tip of Yoo-hyun's meat, which reached up to his elbow, struck Kim Chun Shik's chin.

It was the same meat that had given him a nosebleed earlier.

"Crunch."

"Jang-woo, stop, can't you hear me?"

"Hmph, hmph, yes, senior."

"Okay, calm down, we're professionals, let's not fight here, let's fight properly in the ring."

As Yoo-hyun pushed Lee Jang-woo's chest with his mitt, Kim Chun-sik, who had hesitated, charged.

This time, his fist was directed at Yoo-hyun.

"Fuck, I'm hitting you on purpose."

Boom.

Kim dodged his punch with ease, but Yoo-hyun grabbed him around the waist again and pushed him out of the ring.

Kim Chun-sik was helpless, as Yoo-hyun's body was low and completely enveloped him.

"Who's to say who hit you, you just bumped into me trying to be fair."

This bastard.

As he hit Yoo-hyuns back with a shaky hand, Yoo-hyun tightened his arm.

Hey, calm down.

Aaah.

Kim Chun-shik screamed as his back bent like a bow.

A moment later.

Kim Chun-shik, who had wiped off his nosebleed, came down from the ring.

For some reason, his eyes were also swollen.

Ace director Park Chul-ho strongly protested.

Director Jung. Are you crazy? How can you make the champions face look like this?

The director turned red.

No, Jang-woo didnt hit him. Right, Jang-woo?

Im not sure. I think I grazed him.

As Jang-woo scratched his head, Yoo-hyun, who was listening, interjected.

He only grazed him, but I guess thats what happened. Hes weaker than I thought.

What did you say? You bastard, you hit him.

Kim Chun-shik flared up, and the director asked Yoo-hyun.

Yoo-hyun, did you do it?

Of course not. I was holding the mitt. You saw it. Maybe he deliberately hit his own face to provoke us?

Yoo-hyuns provocation made Kim Chun-shik spit out a harsh word.

Are you crazy? This is really going to kill me.

Dont be rude to your senior.

The director stopped Jang-woo from rushing in and nodded at Park Chul-ho.

Director Park, what do you say?

Park Chul-ho, who had been glaring, gritted his teeth.

I wont let this go. This gym is like a hole in the wall. Ill make it go bankrupt right away. Chun-shik, dont waste your anger here. Lets go.

He then put his arm around Kim Chun-shiks shoulder.

It was a move he made after judging that there was nothing to gain from staying here.

He came as he pleased, but he wont leave as he pleases.

Yoo-hyun stepped in, seeing that he was about to slip away.

His laughter-filled voice echoed loudly.

Haha. Jang-woo, you dont need to fight with that coward. Hes too weak and it wont be any fun. I could see how slow his punches were.

Yes, senior.

What did you say?

Yoo-hyun didnt miss Kim Chun-shiks distorted expression.

It was clear that he had hit his pride, who took pride in his speed.

Yoo-hyun recalled instructor Oh Jung-wooks demonstration and pressed harder.

Yeah. Whats the point of fighting with a wimp who whines after getting hit by a mitt? Lets go to our world instead. If that guy is the champion, youll definitely win in the world.

I understand. Ill ignore that cowardly guy.

The moment Jang-woo said that.

Kim Chun-shik slammed the ice he had on his eyes to the floor.

Bang.

Fuck. What did you say? Fine. Lets fight, lets fight. Ill beat you to a pulp.

It was a really childish provocation, but it worked perfectly.

Chun-shik, calm down. You dont need to do a worthless match.

Park Chul-ho tried to stop him, but it was useless.

Kim Chun-shiks eyes were already rolled back.

This is a mans pride. Let me fight. Ill completely smash him.

If thats what you want, Ill accept your challenge.

The director readily agreed, and Park Chul-ho took off his sunglasses.

His small eyes like buttonholes looked at the director.

Challenge? Youre kidding. Fine, Director Jung, lets fight. Ill make you retire like before.

Youve never beaten me, you pretentious bastard.

They were both childish, whether they were young or old.

Anyway.

Thanks to them, Jang-woos title match was decided at an unbelievably fast speed.

After Kim Chun-shik left.

Jang-woo bowed to Yoo-hyun.

Senior, thank you so much.

Dont thank me. Youre the one whos fighting.

Yoo-hyun said casually, and Jang-woo asked the question he had been holding back.

Senior, how did you dodge Kim Chun-shiks punches?

What?

Actually, I couldnt see his punches.

Jang-woo asked with a serious expression.

The director, who was listening, joined in.

Yeah, Yoo-hyun, how did you dodge them? Kim Chun-shik is not an easy guy.

Kim Chun-shik was a bit of a thug and immature, but his skills were real.

Especially in speed, he had no match in the country.

He wasnt the lightweight champion for nothing.

Yoo-hyun, who had been thinking for a while, said casually.

He had a habit every time he threw a punch.

What? What is it?

The directors eyes widened, and Jang-woos eyes sparkled.

Zing.

Just then, the phone he had been waiting for rang, and Yoo-hyun held out his palm and asked for their understanding.

Just a moment. Ill take this call and come back.

Yoo-hyun entered the lounge and answered the phone right away.

Soon after, reporter Oh Eun-bis voice came through.

Her voice, which was always bright, sounded cautious today.

-Mr. Han, you mentioned something about Shin Kyung-wook executive director last time. So

By now, the news must have spread all over the media.

It seemed awkward for reporter Oh Eun-bi to say it first, so Yoo-hyun took the initiative.

Is it because of the press conference tomorrow afternoon?

-Gasp. You knew it already. What is this? What is he trying to say secretly all of a sudden?

I dont know the details, but it will be a big issue.

Yoo-hyun emphasized the issue and described the situation in a big way.

He hoped that reporter Oh Eun-bi would do her best.

There was no one more suitable than her to make a story out of an article.

-Wow, it must be something huge. I have to prepare well. Thank you.

Youre welcome. Please write a great article.

As expected, reporter Oh Eun-bi agreed cheerfully.

Yoo-hyun exchanged a few more pleasantries with her, who was a very positive acquaintance, and hung up the phone.

The current time popped up over the call end message.

Tick-tock.

It was time for the bomb that many peoples fates depended on to explode.

Who would die and who would survive in this whirlwind?

This will be fun.

Yoo-hyuns lips curled up long.