The giant stepped forward. Min-jae met him. The fight was short and ugly—Min-jae took three punches that should have killed a normal man, but he kept coming, wrapping the giant in a clinch, biting an ear, doing anything to survive. Geon-woo, ribs screaming, ducked under Choi’s wild golf swing and landed two perfect punches: a jab to the throat, a cross to the temple.
Choi fell. The giant fell a moment later, Min-jae’s arm around his windpipe.
That was their contract. No lawyers. No cops. Just two bloodhounds, noses to the ground, tracking the scent of injustice through the back alleys of Incheon. The first fight was behind a fish market. Three of Choi’s collectors, all bulk and no technique. Geon-woo dropped the first with a liver shot that folded him like cardboard. Min-jae handled the second with a brutal right cross. The third ran—straight into a stack of crab traps. Easy. Bloodhounds.S01.480p.WEB-DL.HIN-ENG-KOR.x264.MS...
“We go home,” Geon-woo said. “We heal. And if someone else needs us…”
“We work for people you crushed,” Geon-woo said. The giant stepped forward
“What now?” Min-jae asked.
Geon-woo’s knuckles were already split. He hadn’t even stepped into the ring yet—just the warm-up, just the old leather bag in Mr. Baek’s half-abandoned gym. Each punch sent a needle of pain up his forearm, but he didn’t stop. Pain was the only thing that felt real anymore. Geon-woo, ribs screaming, ducked under Choi’s wild golf
“You’re thinking too loud,” said Min-jae, wrapping his own hands across the bench. “I can hear you from here.”