Gyeonggi Alliance. 1
Gyeonggi Alliance. 1
I took the money I had on hand, set aside 5 million won as emergency funds, and put the rest into a stock account opened under Mom's name.
Then, I steadily bought up Giga Study stocks.
With a lump sum coming in, the volume of stocks jumped, and the purchase amount exceeded 50 million won.
The average purchase price had dropped to the 15,000 won range per share in the meantime.
If I hold out for 3 years like this, I'll have nearly 1.2 to 1.3 billion won in my hands. And I have other plans for after that.
Days went by as I indulged in exciting daydreams.
Unaware that a massive typhoon was barreling toward me.
Ansan Dongil Technical High School.
It's an industrial high school that boasts a history and pride in producing countless graduates in the Ansan region and supplying excellent technicians to the local community, but to the students, Dongil Technical High School holds a very different meaning.
It was none other than Ansan Dongil Technical High School that was the origin of the Gyeonggi Union, which was seizing control of the entire southern Gyeonggi region.
Behind the school gymnasium.
Students and teachers alike avoided the place where old furniture and equipment were piled up.
It was messy, but above all, it had been recognized as the territory of the Iljin for a long time.
In that place, where discarded equipment and desks and chairs were arranged to make a resting spot, a swarm of students with builds hard to believe were high schoolers were sitting around.
And in the seat of honor sat a massive guy with dark, rough skin and a menacing impression.
That massive guy, 188cm tall and weighing 120kg, was none other than the boss of Dongil Technical High School and the president of the Gyeonggi Union, Seong Mun-jong.
Back in middle school, when he was a promising judo athlete, his involvement with Iljin was discovered, ending his athletic career, and he completely turned his direction toward the path of violence after that.
After entering high school, he took over Ansan Technical High School within a year, and for 3 years, he had been expanding his territory starting from the Ansan area to Suwon, Uiwang, and Siheung.
Having repeatedly been suspended and reinstated due to various violent incidents, he was already an adult over 20, and his goal now was to unify southern Gyeonggi before graduation and create his own organization after graduating.
Recently, an obstacle had arisen in his steady and secretive progress of taking over southern Gyeonggi.
It was the problem with Suwon Yeongheung High School.
Choi Sang-yoon, who was sitting next to him, spoke to Seong Mun-jong, who was puffing out cigarette smoke.
"Are you just going to leave it like this?"
Choi Sang-yoon was from an athletic team and used to play baseball. But instead of hitting balls, he would beat up his juniors at every opportunity, and when one of them was diagnosed with a permanent disability, he too lost his athlete status forever.
Now, he was Seong Mun-jong's right-hand man and held the position of one of the 4 Heavenly Kings of the Gyeonggi Union.
There was no way Seong Mun-jong didn't know what Choi Sang-yoon's words meant.
"Which schools in Suwon belong to the Union?"
"Dongsuwon High School, Suwon Information High School, Suwon Agricultural High School, Seryu Technical High School, and Yeongheung High School."
Seong Mun-jong thought of Yeongheung High School and Choi Min-su, who had been in charge as its leader.
The Gyeonggi Union, which had entered the Suwon area the year before last to unify the southern high schools, first subjugated Dongsuwon High School, Suwon Information High School, Suwon Agricultural High School, and Seryu Technical High School, which were famous for their Iljin.
Then, they were using a strategy of utilizing them to crush surrounding schools one by one.
But at Yeongheung High School, an academic high school, a nerd bastard named Choi Min-su came to find Seong Mun-jong himself and surrendered.
In the end, Choi Min-su's flattery worked, and Yeongheung High School joined the Union, and in return, they were paying monthly tribute.
Choi Sang-yoon said.
"The fact that the tribute is overdue is a problem, but the damage taken by the guys we sent for support this time is huge. If we leave it like this, there's no rule saying other guys won't rise up too."
According to recent news, Choi Min-su was ousted from Yeongheung High School, and a new leader had appeared.
With the unexpected change in leadership, not only did the tribute stop, but the Union-affiliated armed group that had been sent to suppress it—which in reality were just bikers roaming the Ansan area—Hellfire, was completely crushed.
Seong Mun-jong also wanted to immediately lead his subordinates and rush to Suwon at the rumors that Choi Min-su and Hellfire had been crushed.
However, what stopped him was the fact that the protagonist of the rumors was just one person.
The protagonist of the story, already whispered like a legend among Gyeonggi high schoolers, reportedly crushed the 17 Hellfire members blocking the Yeongheung High School gate all by himself.
The more he had his subordinates check to verify the truth, the more the only conclusion was that it was true.
A tremendous fighter had appeared in front of his path, which had been unhindered.
That was the point that made him hesitate to conquer Yeongheung High School.
Seong Mun-jong asked.
"You said the School Violence Committee this time was canceled?"
"That's right. Rumor has it that Choi Min-su testified that there was no assault. He must have been threatened, but the School Violence Committee chairman is Choi Min-su's dad. Even so, seeing that he couldn't speak honestly, it must mean the guy is that vicious. Well, that's probably why he crushed all the school's Iljin in just one month."
In fact, the Gyeonggi Union had been taking its time investigating the opponent in this incident, Seo Young-jin.
And they had obtained information that Seo Young-jin might be brought before the School Violence Committee, so they decided to watch and wait for now.
If a decision for expulsion or forced transfer was made, they planned to wait and then conquer Yeongheung High School again after Seo Young-jin left the school.
But for some reason, the School Violence Committee meeting was canceled, and Seo Young-jin was still attending school just fine.
Choi Sang-yoon said.
"Since it's come to this, we have no choice but to crush him. Honestly, I'm curious, too. Just how strong he is."
Seong Mun-jong's lips curled up at Choi Sang-yoon's bold words.
This bastard still doesn't know the world. But they were of the same mind that they couldn't just leave it like this.
"First, contact the 4 Union schools and tell them to clean up Yeongheung High School. If it gets settled at that level, it's over, and if not, we'll have to handle it quietly. Just in case, let's gather the 4 Heavenly Kings for the first time in a while. You've figured out that guy's house and his usual routes, right?"
Handle it quietly—Choi Sang-yoon, knowing what that meant, swallowed hard.
"Yeah. I'll contact the Suwon Union first."
"Right. Then let's wait for now."
As he spoke, Seong Mun-jong stood up. He threw the cigarette he was smoking on the ground and quietly left the vacant lot.
Choi Sang-yoon also threw his cigarette and stood up, and dozens of Iljin with shaved heads and faces full of scars followed behind him.
Final exams are just around the corner. Once the exams are over, it's vacation.
It didn't mean much anymore, but vacation still has the power to make you feel good.
I was enjoying a pleasant nap before the exams when I felt someone touching me.
I opened my eyes quietly and saw a guy I'd never seen before.
"What is it?"
The guy who made eye contact with me said nervously.
"Um. Ho-cheol says he wants to meet you."
"What? Ho-cheol? Kang Ho-cheol?"
"Yeah. Here."
The guy held out a cell phone. On it, a number with the name Kang Ho-cheol was displayed.
Since we didn't know each other's phone numbers, this was how he contacted me.
I wondered what it was about, but I first took the guy's phone and made the call.
The place I met Kang Ho-cheol was the school rooftop.
Kang Ho-cheol, who had arrived first, frowned when he saw me.
It seems the shoulder he still had in a cast started hurting when he saw my face.
I approached and asked.
"What's up?"
"A notice came from the Union."
"A notice?"
"Yeah. A notice that they're expelling our Yeongheung High School from the Union."
Union, my ass. It's not like it's a comic book.
But it wasn't a light issue to just dismiss as kids' play.
Because these bastards are as cruel as any gangster.
Plus, with the solid shield of being minors, sometimes they went even further.
"Union expulsion? So?"
"We've been a member of the Gyeonggi Union all this time. We were still treated well. Because schools in the Union don't attack each other. But if expulsion is decided, it's different. Other schools in the Union will rush to swallow us up. And rumors say that the other 4 schools, besides us, are going to form an alliance to hit us."
"What do you mean by 'hit'?"
"It's Iljin fighting each other. The side that submits pays tribute to the other side. If you hold out without paying tribute, the attack begins. All the students at Yeongheung High School become targets of the attack."
Fuck, these high school brats have been filming a gangster movie all this time.
Kang Ho-cheol said in a worried tone.
"We need to find a way. If we stay like this, we might get picked off one by one."
"A way? Why should I?"
"What do you mean 'why'? Because you're the boss of this school. Naturally, it depends on your moves."
"Is that so?"
Why the hell are these guys bothering me with this shit?
But if they're trying to pick us off one by one, doesn't that mean guys from other schools will be loitering around our school and picking fights?
Then.
As my thoughts reached that point, the corners of my mouth curled up without me realizing it.
That means my prey is coming to me on their own feet.
After finishing my thoughts, I said.
"Tell all the Banya guys to gather in the club room at lunchtime."
"Got it."
Kang Ho-cheol answered with a serious expression.
He probably thinks I'm going to settle something.
What is this guy, do you think I'm your boss?
With those words, I came down from the rooftop.
I naturally loosened up my muscles, including my shoulders.
Gotta get ready.
The hunting season has returned.