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Chairman... Chairman!

Isn't it common courtesy to knock before entering, bastard?

Did you come to see me at work?

You wanted to practice going on the surgery table?

If you're that curious about it, why don't you lie down yourself?

Don't overwork yourself.

I think five in a day is a bit too much.

I'm sure the Chairman wouldn't be happy if he knew.

What a smart-ass we've got here.

The person who told me to do this because people are slacking off lately

was the Boss himself, dumbass.

You go play your kiddie games in your nice flowery meadow

while me and Crocodile are relegated to the dirty work.

This is all a part of the Boss's so-called great plan too, after all.

Hey.

Where's Dol Pal?

We have to finish this up quickly so that Jang Tae Ho can dress the corpse.

Hey.

I heard that you're close with gramps over here.

You take care of dressing the corpse, okay?

Mr. Jong Goo is here, sir.

Vice President Yoon Jae Sung registered for membership at the club.

He also made a reservation for this weekend to host some VIPs.

He's doing it in an effort to impress you.

To show you that he's a man of that caliber.

Those types of men are of no interest to me.

What about me, then?

It seems that Mr. Jong Goo will be causing some trouble.

Wait!

What is this?

Why are you coming out from there, Tae Ho?

I came to escort Chairman Jo back.

He's safe.

What?

Is that the truth?

But why are you alone?

Where's Chairman Jo?

That guy is under anesthesia right now.

He'll be undergoing surgery soon.

Shut your mouth.

This isn't an issue that can be resolved with violence.

I'll take responsibility and bring him back safely

so please go back and take these people with you, Mr. Ryu.

Mr. Ryu.

What are you saying, Tae Ho?

We have to ensure Chairman Jo's safety first!

Screw everything else...

let's just bust in!

Stop!

If you butt heads here, it'll be the end for all of you.

Geez... the more I hear from you, the more uneasy I feel.

Exactly whose side are you on right now, Tae Ho?

The Jang Tae Ho that I know

would have been the first one rise up in a situation like this.

So what the hell are you doing right now?

Tae Ho.

Do you understand now?

If you want to become Heung Sam's right-hand man...

don't act like you're a good person.

We came here to act like good guys... to act as human beings should.

This isn't a fight that you have the means to stop.

This is all getting on my goddamn nerves...

Then why don't we have a different kind of fight instead?

You and me...

let's have a fight, one-on-one.

A duel.

If I win, you'll leave quietly.

And if you win, you're free to do as you please.

Sound good?

He's a simple-minded person. You know that.

He probably acted impulsively based on the situation.

I won't ask any more of you than this one last thing...

please give Mr. Ryu a chance to retreat.

Close the door.

Chairman!

Um, sir...

why are you even acting this way, sir?

Tae Ho, come to your senses.

This isn't the answer.

Do you really need to go so far as to fight with Mr. Ryu?

I don't know if you're aware of this...

but it's against the Dueling Rules

to challenge people who are not directly above you in rank.

If those in between give their consent, it's fine, isn't it?

But who should I cheer for, hmm?

If Jang Tae Ho wins, he'll have seniority over me.

Tae Ho!

That's enough.

This isn't something that we should get involved in.

Your opponent is ranked Number Two, so I guess I should have a handicap.

I'll only use my fists.

And I, too, should offer a senior citizen's advantage to you.

At the very least... I won't be using my feet.

Why is it so quiet?

Um... apparently, Mr. Jong Goo and Jang Tae Ho are in the middle of a duel.

Let's just... end it here.

Then, I'll end it here.

It's a trap.

Just like your glory days, eh?

You won your title match like this too, didn't you?

I have people I need to take back, sir.

And you think I'll let you?

No, no, it's fine.

If Jang Tae Ho made a promise, it's as if I made it.

You worked so hard to win, so you should at least collect your prize.

It's fine.

Watch your step, sir.

Chairman Jo... are you all right?

I had a nice, long nap.

Maybe it's due to that, but I'm really tired.

Hey, go on inside and lay out the blankets for him.

Let's go in. Here, let's go.

- What happened? - What do you mean?

What about Tae Ho? He said he was going to get the Chairman...

Geez, I don't know either.

He's probably off recovering somewhere from his duel with Mr. Jong Goo.

Whatever.

Do you know why I established the Dueling Rules for Seoul Station?

It's so if stupidly cocky scum try to stir the pot

they are prepared for death.

If I hadn't put those rules in place.

Seoul Station would've degenerated into a war zone.

I'm sorry, sir.

You should be.

Because I had to keep your promise, Poison Snake suffered for it.

Tae Ho.

Yes, Chairman?

You are my right-hand man.

You're an asset that I cherish

and my secret weapon.

Don't ever use my things as you please, ever again.

I'll be careful from now on.

I don't exactly want to be nagged at after having been woken up.

And if you don't have anything to say, leave.

Take it.

It's not much

but it should be enough to keep you living comfortably.

Are you telling me to use the money that you sold your smile for

to run away from Heung Sam?

Yes, that's right.

Run away as soon as possible.

If you dawdle about, things will get more dangerous for you.

I... entered the ring for the first time in a while.

It may be my last match, so I can't throw in the towel now.

Mister...

This fight won't end until one of us falls.

The Chairman won't fall. You know that.

No, I don't.

I'm kind of a dunce, you see.

Can't you do it, for my sake?

In some respects, this fight

is for your sake, Mi Joo.

Geez, your body is still in bad shape...

why don't you take a couple of days off?

How's Chairman Jo?

He seems to have a bit of a cold, but he's fine otherwise.

He doesn't even remember what happened yesterday.

What's up with those people?

I heard that one could get a job around here.

Is that right?

I even have some experience with plastering work.

What took you folks so long, eh?

Get in! There are plenty of seats to go around!

Aren't you supposed to be on vacation until tomorrow?

You look like you need it, too.

Why don't you do your job as the gatekeeper and open the door?

A carrot instead of a whip?

Go on.

Getting rid of Jong Goo will be a cinch, sir.

You can even send Mantis and take care of him quietly.

Just like you did when dealing with Sergeant Bae and Straw Cutter.

But?

But you don't want to do that, sir.

Because, at one point, he was your idol.

You want him on his knees, but you don't want to play dirty.

Isn't it something like that?

And furthermore, I know this.

He's not the type to readily accept a carrot dangling in front of him.

The carrot isn't for Jong Goo.

It's similar to playing with the sand on the beach.

If you place a stick in a pile of sand but start to brush away the sand near it

it'll eventually fall.

So you're saying that we need to isolate Mr. Ryu until he surrenders?

I will make Jong Goo

fall on his knees before you.

Don't overdo it.

Wasn't he your master at one time?

Something that master of mine once taught me...

If I am to serve you, I can't put on a nice guy act.

If only for Seoul Station's sake...

we have to stop Jong Goo here and now.

What the hell kind of nonsense are you spouting right now?

You're saying that we're rounding people up to give out free food?

Yeah.

And we'll be giving them alcohol and cigarettes, too.

You're saying that the Boss laid down this ridiculous decree?

Sir, what kind of bullshit is this?

So we're supposed to be spending money like crazy

and lowering the collection percentage on top of all that?

I don't know just what kind of calculations you're doing