HE RETURNED AS A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL (PART ll)

Chapter 229: Mortal Enemy's Invitation (5)

Multiple people wearing the exact same masks as the masked woman appeared before Kim Han-Gyo, whose head hurt just from looking at the masked woman. Han-Gyo couldn’t not scowl from the sight. The items that Kang Ra-Eun had told the men to bring before were these masks.

Ra-Eun softly laughed and asked the bewildered Han-Gyo and his gang, “Did you seriously think I came here alone?”

No matter how proficient she was in combat, she couldn’t fight all these people on her own. Hence, she had decided to bring Ma Yeong-Jun and his men with her. They already knew the location, so all they needed to do was to wait for the right chance to ambush them.

“But I’d never expected you to be here,” Ra-Eun mentioned. She was obviously referring to Han-Gyo. “Who would've thought that someone like you, who hates nothing more than getting your hands dirty, would show up here personally?”

Han-Gyo despised the way she spoke as if she knew absolutely everything there was to know about him. He felt as if she was looking into his very soul. However, he had no intention of answering Ra-Eun’s question.

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“I think you’re gravely misunderstanding something,” he remarked. The game was not over yet. “We have the advantage in numbers.”

Han-Gyo was right; his gang overwhelmingly outnumbered the men that Ra-Eun had brought by roughly twice their number. Having the numerical superiority, Han-Gyo’s smile returned.

“I’ll rip that mask off your face myself.”

He gestured to his gang, who then all began to move. However, Ra-Eun did not shrink down. Rather, she only scoffed at him.

“If you’re asking for a whooping, I’m more than happy to give you one,” she said.

“What the hell are you talking about, you bitch?!”

Two gangsters wielding lumber ran toward Ra-Eun, but they were stopped by Ma Yeong-Jun and Park Du-Chil before they could reach her. Yeong-Jun’s giant fist smashed one man’s right cheek, while the tip of Du-Chil’s toes struck the other man’s solar plexus. The two men fell forward.

“Hurgh... Kurgh...!”

The man that had been hit on his solar plexus by Du-Chil seemed to have trouble breathing. Their flawless attacks had neutralized the men instantly. Du-Chil held in his laugh. Compared to the countless beatings that he had suffered from Ra-Eun...

“Your fists are nothing more than child’s play, dammit!”

Yeong-Jun agreed. Although Han-Gyo had the advantage in numbers, Ra-Eun’s men overwhelmed his men in terms of individual combat prowess. This had all been part of her plan. The gangsters’ morale plummeted due to Yeong-Jun and Du-Chil’s swift neutralization.

Han-Gyo exclaimed in irritation, “What the hell are you doing?! Eliminate them!”

“Y-Yes, sir!”

“No need to fear, men! Kill them all!”

The gang fight commenced. However, it was only a gang fight in a literary sense; it was more akin to a one-sided massacre. With Yeong-Jun taking the lead, whose fists were weapons in their own right, they neutralized Han-Gyo’s men at breakneck speed. Team Leader So Ha-Jin also joined in.

“Watch your back,” she warned Yeong-Jun.

“I know.”

Yeong-Jun raised his arm as a gangster swung a baseball bat at him from behind.

Crack!

The baseball bat lost the battle between arm and bat.

“Impossible...!”