Chapter 112
Chapter 112
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 112
Chapter Title: Iron Wall II
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Unlike the other gang members who pulled out small jackknives, Twin Blades—the organization's top knife fighter—held a dagger in each hand.
Twin Blades knew exactly where and how to stab a person's body to bring them down. He also knew what happened when you got stabbed by a blade.
Twin Blades shook the dagger in his left hand to draw Na Gang-in's attention, then thrust the one in his right hand from the outside in. His target was Na Gang-in's side.
The blade flew silently. As he stabbed, Twin Blades was certain.
'He can't dodge this!'
The AI Jeon Ji-in had already predicted the enemy's attack path. Twin Blades' dagger strike followed that exact predicted route.
Na Gang-in slapped the enemy's wrist away with his hand. Twin Blades' right arm flung outward dramatically, twisting his torso to the side.
"Ugh!"
Twin Blades felt a shock like his wrist was snapping. Even in that moment, he used the opponent's force against him.
Leveraging the momentum of his body twisting sideways, Twin Blades swung his left hand wide. The blade in his left hand flew toward Na Gang-in at high speed with far more power than usual.
Twin Blades was certain this time too.
'He can't block this!'
Na Gang-in stepped forward diagonally with a swift motion.
It was fast. The blade sliced through empty air. Twin Blades staggered wildly.
But his eyes gleamed with exhilaration.
'The spot he dodged to is right where my blade is heading...'
Na Gang-in seized the enemy's left hand.
Twin Blades panicked.
"Huh?"
His left hand locked in place as if caught in a machine. His staggering body tilted sideways, overloading his elbow joint.
"Grrgh!"
Na Gang-in kicked Twin Blades' leg.
"Argh!"
Na Gang-in smashed his elbow into the jaw of Twin Blades, who was toppling forward after losing his balance.
Twin Blades' head whipped fully to the side. That was the end. He went limp.
Leaving this guy here would just get in the way during the fight. Na Gang-in hurled Twin Blades backward. He crashed into the ground.
Shin Eun-ha suddenly dashed forward and swung a long stick down hard from above.
"Hyah!"
The stick smacked Twin Blades' back with a sharp crack.
Twin Blades had already passed out from the jaw strike and couldn't even scream.
Lee Tae-ho rushed over and smashed down with a chair.
Kim Yu-chan flinched at the sight.
"Oof. No wonder they held their own against the terrorists—they're both tough as nails."
Na Gang-in stood like an iron wall, the sole barrier on the only path.
The organization's best knife fighter had gone down in seconds. The others hesitated.
Action leader Jo Dae-sang bellowed.
"If we give them time to call the cops, we're all screwed! Just take that bastard down! Rush him all at once!"
A few charged again.
Na Gang-in kicked the one leading the charge. The guy flew backward faster than he'd rushed in.
"Kek!"
Some weren't targeting Na Gang-in but the actors behind him.
Na Gang-in roundhouse-kicked the jaw of one trying to slip past to the side. The guy bounced away sideways.
A drug gang member next to Jo Dae-sang pulled a bow from the car trunk. It wasn't a competition bow but a hunting one—simple structure with just the riser and string, no fancy accessories.
A modern hunting bow had more than enough power to kill a person, no matter how basic its design.
"Can't go after that guy right now."
If he went for the archer, no one would be left to block this path. If it broke through here, his allies were in danger.
To take out the archer, he had to deal with the infantry first.
Na Gang-in advanced step by step, smashing the gang members. Some he beat down lightly before tossing them back.
A few flew unconscious; others rolled with just broken arms or legs.
Shin Eun-ha had already shown what to do with those.
The actors rushed in whenever one tumbled their way, pummeling them enthusiastically. Some kicked, others smashed with chairs.
Lee Bo-ra picked up a broom and whacked an enemy.
The actors had known Na Gang-in was a martial arts master, but not how strong he really was.
During filming, Na Gang-in always threw his opponents safely. Those who'd been on the receiving end now truly understood what happened when he went all out.
"Whoa... so this is what it looks like when you take a real hit."
Watching Na Gang-in fight, the actors all thought the same thing.
'There's no way he could lose.'
So they weren't afraid.
Every time Na Gang-in half-crushed a guy and flung him back, they swarmed and beat him gleefully.
The managers weren't scared either.
They didn't join the fight. Instead, they filmed their actors kicking enemies with their smartphones. Some snapped shots of other actors fighting too.
Na Gang-in pressed forward. The drug gang members charging him were smashed without exception. Their numbers dwindled. Their assault weakened accordingly.
Trouble. The enemy had finally assembled the bow and nocked an arrow.
The enemy popped up from behind the car and drew the string.
The projected flight path of the arrow appeared in the air. If it flew true, it would miss Na Gang-in.
Na Gang-in glanced back. High schooler Lee Yeon-ji stood right on that projected path.
Another gang member thought Na Gang-in had shown an opening and charged suddenly. His swinging blade flashed.
Na Gang-in kicked at the charging foe and shouted.
"Yeon-ji! Get down!"
Shin Eun-ha was right beside Lee Yeon-ji. Shin Eun-ha reacted faster. She'd heard Na Gang-in yell to get down during the drone explosion incident.
She instantly realized why he was warning now. She threw herself in front of Lee Yeon-ji.
The enemy's arrow, aimed at Lee Yeon-ji, struck Shin Eun-ha's abdomen dead-on.
Lee Bo-ra, watching from the side, screamed.
"Kyaaah! Eun-ha!"
Oh Se-na staggered, her face pale.
"D-did she... die?"
Kim Yu-chan rushed over.
"Eun-ha!"
Shin Eun-ha suddenly grabbed the arrow in her stomach and yanked it out.
Dragon Plate blocked bullets. Unlike regular bulletproof vests, it handled arrows and blades well too.
She was wearing Dragon Plate today. This party was casual attire, so it didn't show underneath.
The arrow hadn't pierced the Dragon Plate. The tip had just snagged on her clothes.
Shin Eun-ha raised the arrow she'd just pulled out high and screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Yaaah!"
Oh Se-na couldn't hold out and fainted.
Lee Bo-ra touched Shin Eun-ha's stomach with trembling hands.
"H-how? Why are you fine? Why no blood?"
"Bulletproof vest."
"What?"
"I'm wearing the one Oppa Gang-in made me right now."
"Jealous—wait, no, thank God."
Na Gang-in, still gripping the collar of the guy he'd just smashed with his left hand, said.
"Got careless."
"Need to block more aggressively..."
Another arrow flew. It wouldn't hit Na Gang-in this time either, but it grazed dangerously close. Letting it fly meant someone on his side could get hurt.
Na Gang-in whipped his hand out sideways and snatched the arrow mid-flight.
Right then, Son Tae-min snapped a photo. Even he was shocked after taking it.
"Gasp! He caught the arrow!"
He checked the shot. Na Gang-in's back view. Left hand gripping a limp enemy's collar. Right hand catching the arrow at head height.
Several gang members he'd smashed lay sprawled in front and to the sides. Two more behind him.
Farther back, the remaining gang members retreated with terrified faces. Even the archer's shocked expression behind the car was captured.
The photo looked like a deliberate masterpiece.
Director Son Tae-min decided right then.
"This is the poster for the next movie!"
Na Gang-in had been holding the entrance like an iron wall for ally protection, fighting defensively.
Now their numbers were thinned enough. Time to go on the offensive.
Na Gang-in released the collar. The limp guy he'd held dropped to the ground.
The enemy archer fully drew the string.
Na Gang-in toed the jackknife the guy he'd just grabbed had dropped. It flicked up into the air.
Na Gang-in snatched the airborne jackknife and whipped his arm like a pitcher hurling a ball.
The jackknife flew like an arrow.
The enemy tried to release the string.
The jackknife was a fraction faster. The blade sank into the enemy's shoulder.
"Arrrgh!"
The enemy lost control of the string. The arrow shot upward high into the sky.
The Combat Support AI Jeon Ji-in calculated the arrow's trajectory. A translucent parabolic arc appeared in the air.
Na Gang-in glanced back. Lee Bo-ra was at the end of that arc.
"Bo-ra! Step two paces to the side!"
Earlier, he'd yelled to get down as an arrow flew. This was far more precise than ducking.
Lee Bo-ra instantly stepped sideways as ordered.
After she dodged, the skyward arrow plunged straight down exactly where she'd stood.
Lee Bo-ra jumped in shock.
"Oh my God!"
Son Tae-min captured that too.
Lee Bo-ra crossing her arms over her chest, shoulders hunched; the arrow embedded almost vertically right beside her; her startled face staring at it—all perfectly framed.
"This could be a poster too."
Orthopedic surgeon Lee Jeong-ho could roughly calculate where an arrow would land if he knew its launch speed and angle. Ignoring wind, of course, but doable.
So Na Gang-in's warning just now baffled him more.
"How does he calculate where that arrow will land so fast? The human brain isn't a computer."
Top-of-her-class high schooler Lee Yeon-ji answered.
"Who calculates that stuff? He just senses it."
"How do you 'sense' the exact impact point? That's impossible."
"But he does it."
The drug gang members were terrified now.
"He's not human—he's an iron wall!"
"How do we break through with a guy like that blocking the path?"
"Now they've got way more numbers than us."
Action leader Jo Dae-sang realized it too. Even mobilizing the archer had backfired.
"Never imagined a master who arrows can't touch..."
But fleeing now would doom the organization.
The cops wouldn't let a drug gang that attacked celebrities slide. They'd been photographed too—evidence galore. Stopping here meant the police would crush them.
Jo Dae-sang opened his car trunk. A hidden compartment held a rifle.
He hadn't pulled it out yet because gunfire would echo differently from just people yelling and fighting. In this situation, shots would alert bystanders to call the cops.
But no other choice now.
"Gotta take that monster with a gun. Blades and arrows won't cut it."
Jo Dae-sang drew the rifle.
The rifle's specs appeared in the air. A 5-round magazine bolt-action—had to manually cycle the bolt after each shot to eject the casing.
"Damn. Why's a WWII Soviet rifle popping up here?"
Jo Dae-sang had gotten it through a Russian sailor.
He'd bought a rifle over a pistol because adding a scope made it a sniper.
Na Gang-in wasn't wearing Dragon Plate right now. Couldn't use Shin Eun-ha as a shield anyway.
Plus, her Dragon Plate had already taken an arrow hit. No guarantee against these bullets.
Until now, he'd stood firm like an iron wall or advanced steadily, taking them one by one. Couldn't fight that way anymore.
Action leader Jo Dae-sang aimed the rifle at Na Gang-in.
If Na Gang-in dodged, allies behind could take the bullet.
Na Gang-in commanded the AI Jeon Ji-in.
"Mark all the knives on the ground!"