Things That Deserve To Die

Huu, huh, uh huh. Wang Lun folded up his big body onto the small bed and sobbed softly. After he woke from his unconsciousness, he double-checked with Wang Han and Ja-kyung to see if his lover had truly betrayed him. Ja-kyung wondered how to break the news to Wang Lun, but then realized it was for the best.

Ja-kyung, who had never loved someone to the point of tears, couldn’t understand Wang Lun’s behavior. Even so, Wang Han had some experience and tried to comfort him by gently pulling down the blanket.

“Stop crying… We’ll find her.”

Wang Han winked at Ja-kyung and signaled him to quickly comfort him as well.

Ja-kyung sighed and patted Wang Lun on the shoulder.

“I can get rid of her if you want?”

Wang Han hurriedly urged him not to do that, but Ja-kyung insisted on adding another word.

“Since you’re my brother, I’ll do it for free.”

Wang Lun, who was sobbing, threw back the blanket and sat up. Ja-kyung’s kick caused bruises and nosebleeds, and he had a tissue stuck in his nose. He pulled the tissue from his nose and threw it away as he glared at Ja-kyung. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, and snot running down his nose.

Ja-kyung felt sorry for him, but he couldn’t help but chuckle.

Oh, shit. I can’t laugh.

If I laugh now, I might get killed by Lun hyung.

“Wei. You don’t know love! That’s why you’re saying stupid things!”

Why did the arrows return to him? Ja-kyung looked at Wang Han, feeling unjust. Wang Han did not take sides this time. Seeing how frustrated and sad he was, Ja-kyung felt sorry for him. He tried to help him in covering himself with the tossed quilt, but Wang Lun flicked his hand away and lay down again.

Ja-kyung quietly approached and grabbed Wang Lun by the shoulder.

“I’m sorry hyung… It’s not on purpose.”

Wang Lun remained motionless with the blanket covering his head. Wang Han and Ja-kyung looked into each other’s eyes and sighed. Wang Lun’s arm was being injected with a new sleeping medicine that the nurse had administered.

Wang Lun continued to cry, and Ja-kyung walked out of the room, grabbed the nurse, and asked if this was the maximum dose that could be administered to a person. After being told yes, he asked for an amount that would be administered to a bear or cow, not a human, and was rejected at once.

The two patiently waited for Wang Lun to calm down. Wang Lun, who had sobbed, muttered to himself and vented his rage, gradually becoming quiet. Wang Han lifted the blanket quietly. Wang Lun, who was crying, was snoring and asleep. He tucked him in properly after looking at him pityingly.

The two came out, greeted the bodyguard in front of the door, and stopped by the smoking room outside the hospital to smoke one after another. Well, it was never easy to console a broken heart.

Just then, Wang Han’s phone rings. He initially ignored it because he didn’t recognize the number, but he quickly answered the call in case it was Wang Lun’s lover who had betrayed him. Wang Han’s face stiffened slightly as he heard the other person’s voice. He gives Ja-kyung a quick glance before heading outside.

Wang Han looked up from his call and turned around as Ja-kyung followed him out the door.

“Who is it?”

Wang Han let out a small sigh.

“Jun. He’s Korea.”

“Who?” Ja-kyung asked again, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

“Your mentor. Takeya Jun.”

Ja-kyung’s face was subtly distorted. The person Wang Han spoke to was a Japanese who lived near Ja-kyung when he was young. Ja-kyung had often earned his pocket money by running errands for him, and he had taught him to shoot.

When Ja-kyung was a little older, he realized he was a hitman, and he naturally followed in his footsteps. However, the relationship between the two did not last long. The conflict arose when he witnessed him trying to kill a child.

That’s how they grew apart. He called Ja-kyung and criticized him for being unnecessarily affectionate and unsuitable for the job of a hitman, but Ja-kyung was still making a living from it. He kept in touch with Wang Han from time to time, but even that had stopped in recent years, and rumors circulated that he had died.

“He’s alive.”

“He said he came to Korea yesterday.”

“He’s in Korea… why?”

“It must be because of work.”

“…”

“He asked me where I was staying, so I roughly covered it up. He asked how you were.”

Ja-kyung didn’t answer. He was not happy to meet him. He learned to shoot from him, but he refused to treat him as a human being. Others might call him a butcher who kills people anyway, all the same trash, but to Ja-kyung, that man was a classified person who was worse than trash.

The two headed to the car. Ja-kyung grabbed the steering wheel, started the engine, and drove out of the parking lot, but Il-hyun’s bodyguards immediately followed from a short distance away. They used to try to avoid being seen, but now they were chasing after them.

While going home, Ja-kyung remembered what Kang Il-hyun said.

“Hyung.”

Wang Han, who had been looking out the window at the scenery, turned his head. Why?

“I had a conversation with CEO Kang in the bedroom earlier.”

“I saw it. You guys were having a heated exchange.”

Ja-kyung clenched his teeth as Wang Han teased him. He’d promised not to say anything. Wang Han ducked and laughed as he swung his fist. Ja-kyung immediately relayed what Il-hyun had told him. Wang Han’s eyes widened as he learned they would be staying in Hawaii for a month.

“Suddenly?”

“Lun hyung is also injured, and my arm is like this too…”

“That’s strange. I don’t think he’s attentive enough to care about such things.”

“…”

“Could it be because of you?”

As Wang Han speculated, Kang Il-hyun was worried that Ja-kyung would become a hostage. Stupid idiot. If you’re going to invest so much money, you should think about making it useful somehow. If you’re going to hide and protect me, why did you even sign the contract in the first place? It made him feel even worse that he was being treated like a weakling.

“So. Did you answer?”

“No. Not yet.”

After much thought, Wang Han came to a conclusion.

“Wang Lun’s condition is not good, so it wouldn’t be bad to go and take a rest.”

That’s true, but…

There were many things to be concerned about. Looking at the timing, wasn’t now the time to pay the most attention to security? Or did he think Ja-kyung and the Wang brothers were good at killing people but were incapable of protecting them? It was understandable to think so, as there were many competent bodyguards, including Park Tae-soo. But why was he so sad…?

I also can protect you.

Ja-kyung was astounded by the sudden thought as if he had been hit. He unknowingly stepped on the brakes, and the car following them suddenly stopped and honked. Wang Han’s body stumbled forward.

“What the hell, you scared me.”

Ja-kyung apologized to the car behind him and started up. His mind was still in shock. Crazy, who’s protecting whom. The thought he just had was probably unnecessary. Let’s think about protecting my poor ass from that man. His hips and tailbone still throbbed whenever he shook.

The car left the city and entered a secluded place. All around Il-hyun’s house was a dark and empty field. Even the hills ahead have been cleared away, leaving no place for anyone to hide and attack. On his way to the house, there was a black car that he has not seen before. And a small refrigerated truck behind it.

It was unusually quiet as he approached the gate. The guards at the gate were gone, and the only sound was grasshoppers chirping. He heard footsteps crunching on the grass behind the building as he walked home.

Ja-kyung, who had been wary of looking back, stopped. The person who walked out from behind was Kang Il-hyun. Like a demon, he had red blood all over his shirt and face. He lit a cigarette and stopped when he saw Ja-kyung. A stranger seeing him would have been terrified.

He lit a cigarette and smiled calmly as if nothing had happened.

“You’re home fast. Lun, is he okay?”

Ja-kyung spoke up. I think the one asking if someone was okay is me, not you. He discarded his cigarette and ran his hand over the blood on his face. His grotesque face became even more eerie.

Moments later, two strangers come out carrying a large box. Judging by its size, it most likely contains a corpse.

“Who is it?”

“Let’s go inside first.”

Il-hyun led the way, and Ja-kyung and Wang Han followed. Ja-kyung looked out the gate. They load the boxes brought out by the men into the refrigerated truck and set off.

As Il-hyun entered the house, the housekeeper approached.

“Oh, no. That was your favorite shirt. Do you want me to clean the blood?”

“No. Please throw it away.”

He looked so nonchalant. Ja-kyung wondered if it was Chairman Kang’s subordinates. Kang Il-hyun went to wash up right away and Ja-kyung couldn’t check it. Then Ja-kyung noticed two men sitting on the sofa. He initially assumed they were an employee, but they were not.

They sat upright and looked straight ahead, dressed in black. It has the appearance of a doll placed upstairs. Scars on the arms and neck. And one didn’t have a pinky finger. The man in the sunglasses slowly turns his head toward them, his eyes unreadable but his breath smells like blood.

Ja-kyung instinctively recognized that they were human beings like him.