Secrets

Chapter 39

Gun walked through the parted men, moving to take a seat on a bench Johan himself was just sitting on, not too long ago. He then pulled out a cigarette before lighting it, then held it in between his lips, taking a deep breath in, before puffing out a cloud of smoke. "The day I sent off Jake Kim, it was raining too." He spoke coldly, before his gaze fell on Johan. "Johan, you're disqualified."

Johan had a look of despair and disbelief on his face, he was silent for a moment before he began to speak in such a way, I couldn't help but feel empathy for him. "B-Bro ... c'mon be serious. Over some fake bank accounts?" He questioned in a shaky voice. "Y-You know I had nothing to do with that... you know how good of a lap dog I can be, right?" He questioned as he walked over to him, clinging to his arm. "Don't do this, you can't do this to me. Then what about my mom's eyes? What about her huh!?" He exclaimed desperately, clinging to Gun as if he was his last hope.

I watch on with empathy, taking a small step forward, feeling someone take my arm to stop me. I looked over to see Daniel, who shook his head to which I turned my focus on the two of them. "Do you have any idea how many years we've been waiting? You said so yourself! If I unite the four crews and hand you over that money, I'd be in "his" favor!" Johan cried out desperately. "You said "he" has the power to move my mother to the top of the waiting list!"

Gun stood up before looking down at him as he placed the cigarette between his lips, "That's ... none of my business. It's all about the end results in this world." Gun spoke coldly as he merely glanced around noticing the jackets on the ground of Johan's crew, "You couldn't even control a tiny crew. Not only that, but you let yourself be betrayed by your own crew." He then shifted his gaze back down to Johan who began to cry. "Do you really think someone so pathetic would be worthy of my successor?"

Johan seemed to just break down as he crashed down on his knees, lowering his head seemingly in grief. "I'm sure you know what happened to Jake in his end. Learn to accept it." Gun spoke as he tossed his cigarette away, sliding his hands into his pockets.

Johan was silent for a moment as the rain pitter pattered around him, before he spoke, perking up slightly. "What happened ... to Jake again?" He questioned softly.

Gun sighed, seeming to be guessing where this was going, "He said he'd take my spot by force. So I took out a few of his teeth instead."

Johan perked a little more, "Ah ... did he now?" He questioned as he stood up, raising his fists into a fighting position, a malicious grin stretching along his features with tears still streaming down his face. "But Jake lost his fight, right?" Johan questioned, desperation shining in his eyes. "I should've done this from the beginning!" He shouted as he shifted his feet into a fighting stance.

Gun chuckled to himself as a smirk decorated his features, "You'd bite your own master? But then again..." Gun lifted his hand up, taking off his sunglasses, "That is the quickest way." He then folded his sunglasses as Johan launched himself towards Gun, first aiming a kick. Gun blocked his attacks with ease, not even seeming worried or concerned. Even when Johan continuously slammed his knee towards Gun's chest, anger taking hold of his mind and body.

Johan pulled a move that he must've copied from Gun, just as Daniel has done. "You even copied this? You got the talent, kid. I give you that. I might never find someone as talented as you." Gun stated, complimenting Johan as he continued to block his punches. "That's why it's a shame. Your body ... can't keep up with your talent." He says as he grabs Johan's wrist and flips him over, causing him to land on his back, water splashing up on impact. "It's like your software is cutting edge ... but your hardware's from the 90's." Gun snickered, before looking at Vasco. "You are the opposite of that guy." He then looked back down at Johan who was pushing himself to his feet. "Let's face it, your leadership isn't much to look at like Jake. You don't make as much money as workers. At least show some decency like Eli who just disappeared ... nevermind." Gun said, stopping himself from continuing on. He then let out a sigh, "And the stupidity to charge at me in your tired body."