The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player Chapter 379

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The 100th Return of a Max Level Player, Episode 3

3. Welcome.

Broad shoulders.

A rough gait.

Just by looking at him, he looks fierce.

People in black suits, neatly tailored to their formal attire, invaded the graduation ceremony.

It was a Jo Jung-sik gang.

“Yongmin. The kid you showed me in the picture looks like that kid… … Is that right?”

“Yes! That’s right, brother! That guy is Ryu Min.”

Hwang Yong-min, standing next to him, met Ryu Min’s gaze and smiled faintly.

“You’re a mess, Ryu Min.”

People were murmuring in an atmosphere that was clearly ominous.

Ryu Min’s family was also embarrassed.

“Hey, Mina. Who are these people? Do you know them?”

But Ryu Min wasn’t flustered.

When I see him calmly raise his hands and push his family back.

“Just a moment. I’ll take care of it.”

“Solved? I’m so shocked I can’t even laugh.”

Jo Jung-sik made a dumbfounded expression as he watched Ryu Min approaching.

When I see those eyes looking straight ahead without any fear, I can’t help but laugh.

“Ha, is it because Yongmin is your friend? Your toughness is totally otherworldly. What are you? Is your father a member of the National Assembly or something? Are you born with a silver spoon in your mouth?”

“… … .”

Ryu Min just looked without answering.

It was an unusual look, but it was not at all threatening to Jo Joong-sik.

‘Even if the kids fight a little, it won’t work on me.’

Who are you?

This is Jo Jung-sik, the boss of the Chinese faction that took over Seoul.

At the relatively young age of 29, he broke the heads of Seoul and rose to this position.

If you look down on someone because they are young, you will get hurt big time.

Because I have accumulated enough practical experience that I cannot be defeated by anyone.

‘This body is one that has even committed murder. It is on a different level from a greenhorn like you.’

That won’t happen, but if it does, you can just stab it with the sashimi knife hidden in your waistband.

Of course, as I said before, I have no intention of going into bread.

This is only in case of any difference.

For now, I plan to finish it at the level of giving a speech in front of people.

‘I’m sure Yongmin would be satisfied with that too.’

Jo Joong-sik scanned Ryu Min’s body with sharp eyes.

At first glance, he seemed to be a thin man with quick movements, but that was all there was to him.

Aren’t all high school fights the same?

‘I have to start strong from the beginning. I don’t have much time.’

I need to make a quick strike so that I don’t get annoyed if someone calls the police.

First, let’s have a conversation to get them to let their guard down.

“Hey. Are you harassing our family?”

“Family? Who?”

“Me, me.”

Hwang Yong-min came out with a growling face.

“You’re dead. How dare you touch me, a gangster?”

At those words, Ryu Min let out a mocking sneer.

“You were singing gangster songs. Did you end up joining a gang? The Chinese gang?”

“… … !”

“… … !!!”

Jo Jung-sik, who was standing next to Hwang Yong-min, was more surprised than him.

“You little punk… … How did you know about our organization?”

“How do you think I knew?”

Ryu Min smiled and glanced at me.

To none other than Hwang Yong-min.

Jo Joong-sik’s head suddenly turned to Hwang Yong-min.

“Yongmin, you… … did you lure us here?”

“Huh? W, what are you talking about… .”

“You little punk! I knew this would happen! You’re a spy after all!”

Jo Joong-sik, who had shouted out loud, looked around.

This is a trap.

Soon, gangsters will swarm among the people.

As expected.

Thud thud-

A large number of men in black suits squeeze through the crowd.

They each hold an aluminum bat in their hands.

Jo Joong-sik’s expression turned cold.

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“Yangdong-gu… Pa?”

“Jo Joong Sik. Long time no see?”

“Dong-gu, you little punk… … .”

The emergence of a rival organization made Jo Joong-sik and his gang nervous.

Perhaps sensing the tense atmosphere, the people who had attended the graduation ceremony began to leave like an ebb tide.

“Jungsik-ah. No matter how uneducated you may be, you should keep business ethics. You’re much older than me, so why are you using informal language?”

“Do you have a nasty trap?

Jo Joong-sik looked at Hwang Yong-min as he said that.

The guy was soon attached to the Yangdong-gu faction and was laughing heartily.

‘f*ck, that kid was a member of the Yangdong-gu faction from the beginning!’

This time, Jo Joong-sik’s gaze turned to Ryu Min.

Ryu Min is also really funny.

Seeing that, Jo Joong-sik was able to be sure.

‘It was a plan between the two of you from the beginning. You set a trap with the Yangdonggu gang to catch me!’

That this place was a trap designed to draw him in.

But, contrary to Jo Joong-sik’s thoughts, the reason Ryu Min smiled was a little different.

No, it was very different.

“The fantasy is grand. How can you think like that? That the graduation ceremony is a trap to draw you in?”

“What is that kid mumbling about, trying to get in the way!”

Jo Joong-sik was still nervous, but Ryu Min just laughed.

Because all of this was an illusion created by the guy.

Exactly!

When Ryu Min snapped his fingers, the people around him suddenly disappeared like mirages.

One, two, as if they had never been there in the first place.

“uh……?”

People watching the graduation ceremony, including the rival organizations Yangdonggupa and Hwang Yongmin.

Everything is gone.

Jo Joong-sik looked around as if he was possessed by a ghost.

The same was true for Jo Jung-sik’s subordinates.

Who wouldn’t be surprised if someone disappeared right before their eyes?

“Huh! What is that?”

“Oh, how could this be… … .”

“Did I just see something… …?”

Everyone except the Chinese food faction has disappeared.

“Chinese food.”

The only person who did not disappear, Ryu Min, captured everyone’s attention.

“Welcome to the Welcome Prison.”

“what?”

“Not just Jo Joong-sik, but all of your gang.”

“What is the dog?”

“Stop swearing.”

Ryu Min’s fist flew into his face in an instant.

“Cough!”

“My ears are rotting.”

Jo Joong-sik, who had fallen over without even being able to react, opened his eyes wide.

The surprise was greater than the pain.

‘Look, I didn’t even see it.’

Ryu Min clenched his fists and approached the Chinese fan.

“Get ready now.”

“Wh, what preparations?”

“Get ready to get beaten by me.”

Before he could answer, Ryu Min’s fist tore through the crowd.

* * *

Trembling.

The facial muscles of the giants sitting in the van tremble.

They all have their eyes closed and their brows furrowed, as if they are having a bad dream.

The same goes for Chinese food.

Ryu Min, who was watching the scene from outside the window, smiled faintly.

‘This solves the lunch problem.’

From the beginning, Ryu Min knew that Jo Joong Sik would come on the day of graduation.

That’s because I read Hwang Yong-min’s thoughts.

‘There’s no reason to give in when you know the whole plan.’

However, what was surprising was that Hwang Yong-min even mobilized the Chinese food faction to take revenge on him. That was all.

The rest was all in the palm of his hand.

That’s why I took the time to find a taxi in advance.

‘There’s no need to bring unpleasant people into the school for no reason, right?’

After reading the idea that the Chinese food group would come on graduation day, what Ryu Min did was simple.

Find the guys waiting in the van and then use Elsis’s function [Welcome Prison] to get rid of them.

The illusion prison shows pre-designed illusions to the trapped subject or illusions that exploit the subject’s thoughts.

‘So I threw all those guys into the welcoming prison and watched them plot some kind of operation… … .’

Who would have thought that the graduation ceremony itself would be a trap by a rival organization just because he laughed?

Jo Jung-sik’s delusions are so ridiculous that they make you laugh.

‘We still have 3 hours left to get out of the welcome zone, so should we head back?’

The Cho Joong-sik gang will be fighting their own illusions with their eyes closed in the van for at least three hours.

No, it won’t be a fight, it’ll be a one-sided beating.

Ryu Min, who was left in the welcome, has truly ghost-like movements.

‘Reality is not that different, though.’

Anyway, by the time they get out of the welcoming prison, they’ll be half-crippled.

‘I guess I’m lucky I don’t pee or piss on the sheets.’

Ryu Min, with a smile on his face, walked back to the graduation ceremony site.

There was still one guy left to deal with.

* * *

‘My brothers will show up soon, right?’

Hwang Yong-min waited for the Chinese food faction to appear with a smiling face.

By the time the boring graduation ceremony was over and we were having photo time with the parents outside the gym, my patience was running out, but I held on.

Because soon my brothers will show up and flatten Ryu Min’s nose in front of everyone.

‘Will you really kill me? I asked you to kill me.’

Although he did not give a definite answer, I had no doubt that he would retaliate accordingly.

The organization that was firmly supporting him was the famous Chinese food group known even in Seoul.

“Hey, Yongmin.”

“Oh, Seunghan.”

“What are you doing alone? Your family isn’t here?”

“Are you here?”

“Hey, I should have called you to take a picture.”

“You didn’t even call them, so how can you talk about others?”

“It’s a bit embarrassing to call an old fart in a place like this.”

In fact, even if you call them, they are not the great people who will come.

Knowing that, Hwang Yong-min’s group did not call his parents.

Even though other people are having photo time with happy expressions.

“X-bar, just take a few pictures and leave. They’re taking a lot of pictures.”

“I’m jealous, you.”

“My brothers will be here soon, so I’m doing this because it’s annoying!”

“Are you really coming?”

“Then, it would be a lie?”

At Hwang Yong-min’s confident answer, his friends inwardly stuck out their tongues.

‘You’re crazy, man.’

‘I can’t believe I’ve become a real gangster.’

‘Now that I’ve graduated, it’s time to start cutting ties.’

Without knowing his friends’ true feelings, Hwang Yong-min eagerly waited for the Chinese food group to arrive.

But even after waiting for a long time, no men in black suits appeared.

“Hey, you said you were coming?”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

“He’s not coming? Try calling him.”

“Hey, man.”

I foolishly waited for you to come, but since you didn’t come, I had no choice but to call you.

It was the moment when Hwang Yong-min picked up his cell phone and made a call.

‘huh?’

Ryu Min, who was taking pictures with his family, suddenly moves his body towards him.

“Hang up. He’s not coming anyway.”

“what?”

“I’m a Chinese. I’m not coming.”

Hwang Yong-min’s eyes widened at Ryu Min’s words.

‘Hey, you punk, how did you know? You never said a word about the Chinese food faction.’

As expected, he doesn’t even answer the phone.

As I put down my phone, Ryu Min asks in a calm voice.

“You called me? Asked the Chinese foodie to take care of me on graduation day.”

“… … .”

“I guess it’s true since you can’t answer.”

Although he already knew what was in his mind, Ryu Min nodded and continued acting.

“Whew, you guys, did you want to get revenge on me that much?”

“Uh, us?”

“We don’t know.”

“That, that’s right. Yongmin planned it all by himself… … .”

“These are the ungrateful bastards… … .”

Hwang Yong-min’s gaze made his friends shut their mouths.

Regardless, Ryu Min maintained a serious expression.

“You’re calling in gangsters on a meaningful day like graduation? And you’re just going to catch me?”

“… … .”

“You’ve been hit before, and you still haven’t come to your senses? What should I do with you? Huh?”

From Ryu Min’s mouth, who was sighing deeply.

“No way. Follow me.”

Words that scratched Hwang Yong-min’s pride came out.

“Let me hit you.”

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