Became the Mafia of the Academy - Became the Mafia of the Academy chapter 8

Carlo Blunty.

An Irish-American, he was also an immigrant to Korea to escape the dungeon.

His ability is to make the hardness of what he is holding 4 times harder.

Through this ability, I joined the Callione family and created my own family… … .

“You have broken the rules of Callione.”

One of the things you should never do if you belong to Callione.

It was just ‘medicine’.

Distribution, consumption, sale and purchase.

All of this was strictly forbidden in Callione.

“You instructed children to sell drugs, and you too were addicted to drugs and even manufactured drugs.”

Behavior that is different from that of being dirty in character or causing damage to the surrounding business district.

Because of the act of selling drugs to obtain relics or items to gain new powers, in the game, his father, Vito Callione, came out on his own.

Just sending an executor would have been enough.

“approximately? You just made my family like this for the same reason? Just for that reason!!!”

“… … Yes, you’re only going to die today for that reason.”

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Maybe if it was in his prime, Blunty is now a drug addict.

It was enough for me to be a drug addict.

“Damn little bastard! Alright, if I tear and kill the one and only master in Callione once today, let’s see how that damn bastard reacts!”

woo woo. And the aluminum bat he was holding was engulfed in a soft light.

It must have been the manifestation of his abilities.

“Such a stick. It’s not scary at all.”

Information about Blunty is already known.

Even in such a situation, I have built an optimal situation.

First, I picked the day he’s having a party with drugs.

Second, I saved the surrounding scumbags in advance and gained strength with [Attribute: Baby Boss].

Third, the newly acquired [Talent: Hitman] calms the mind even though it is the first actual battle.

Finally.

[Blood System: Callione]

– Monsters weaker than you have a high chance of gaining fear.

– The ability increases in proportion to the number of surrounding enemies.

– The ability increases in proportion to the battle duration.

Callione’s blood still recognized the enemies around him, and the battle had already begun from the time he came to this mansion.

everything as planned.

Let’s clap our fists together! And there was the sound of metal clashing.

“I’ll take a look at the skills of the Caglione executive.”

At the same time, I slam the ground and run towards him, and he also swings his bat and runs towards me.

“Look!”

His bat flies towards my head in a large trajectory.

He quickly digs into his arms, restricts the movement of his right arm, and grinds headbutts as hard as he can.

“Aww!”

“It doesn’t end with one room.”

He grabs the guy who is about to fall back and crushes him once again and again.

“Get out of here!”

Blunty slapped my hand and shouted, pushing me with her foot.

The guy’s face was only confirmed after the distance widened.

Blood was dripping from his squashed nose.

“You bastard like a dog! kill it! Kill me!!!”

Once again he swings his bat and runs towards me.

I quickly raised my left arm to block it, but a tremendous pain came later, along with a feeling of a throbbing bone.

Seeing my expression frowned, the corner of his mouth twisted and he smiled.

“Stop it? Isn’t that arm yours?”

Attacks of blunty pouring continuously.

Right now, I was blocking my head with my arm, but it seemed like my arm would break if I held out any longer.

“okay! Stop it! Let’s see how long it lasts!”

The trajectory of his arms was spread wide as if he was going to finish it.

Truly a momentary gap.

Without missing the gap, lower the guard and at the same time insert a fist into the guy’s chin.

The boy’s body falls backwards.

“Are you falling already? I haven’t even started yet.”

“Crazy bastard.”

For some reason, the longer the fight, the more laughter seemed to come out.

No, I was already laughing.

Before fighting Blunty, the reason for starting the battle first.

The effect of the blood system ability overflows throughout the body.

One of the effects of [Blood System: Callione].

– The ability increases in proportion to the battle duration.

It was as if adrenaline rushed through his body, but he calmly cuts his breath and calms the excitement.

“I want to do more, but… … . The police will arrive soon, so I’ll have to finish it soon. Get up quickly.”

Feeling the change in my momentum, Blunty slowly backs away and tries to run away.

Are you starting to get scared now?

However, it was too late for Blunty to feel the fear.

“Come on, wait! Let me meet the boss! my, please! Sah, save me!”

Blunty rubs her hands and sheds tears as she sees me slowly approaching her.

Ignoring his begging for his life, I clenched my fists so that there was no room at all, and with a cold voice I declared to him.

“In the name of Callione. Executioner Eugene Han Callione. I will execute Carlo Blunty.”

crisp.

The puddles formed by the heavy rain are dyed red.

* * *

Loud sirens fill the foreign area.

A single ranger running through the rain, emitting red and blue light.

The report included gunshots and an unknown roar from the Blunty Family mansion.

“Is it a gun on this rainy night, is the bluntty family cubs out?”

Detective Kang Cheol-ha, who was smoking inside the patrolman, threw a cigarette butt out the window and said:

“Senior, no matter how many of the guys under Callione are, isn’t this case serious? Can we go together?”

Another detective, Han Jong-su, who was driving next to him, asked in a cold sweat.

“Of course not! Gunshots in Korea? If it were not Kalyone but other guys, the Mobile Strike Team would have gone!”

In the Korean government, Callione was such a being.

People who don’t work for no reason. Enemies who need to worry about the collapse of the government to confront.

Rather, it was because they were opponents who did not fight each other, though.

“It’s a good thing they can still talk.”

All of this, too, is possible thanks to the existence of the man, Don Vito Callione, who is called the Emperor of Darkness.

The two stopped the patrol car with a squeaking noise and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

Blunty’s mansion is in a mess. At the entrance, there were numerous bullet marks and fallen members of the Blunty Family.

“What the hell is this… … .”

Kang Chul-ha’s mind began to jumble.

‘Callione’s family was attacked? What kind of crazy cubs? ‘

No matter how dog-like they were, their name was Callione’s family. Who the hell touched these guys?

With that thought in mind, Cheol-ha and Jong-su Han got out of the car, grabbed the revolver and carefully walked into the mansion.

“Come on, old man. Do you think this is really messed up? Maybe I should call support?”

The adjutant realizes that the situation is not serious. When Jong-soo Han asked carefully, Cheol-ha said while messing up her hair as if expressing her complicated feelings.

“You don’t need to know the situation first! after… … . Let’s just look at the situation and then judge it.”

After hearing what Cheol-ha said, Jong-su Han nodded his head. When the two of them are slowly walking towards the mansion.

“I asked who it was, isn’t it Detective Kang Cheol-ha?”

A middle-aged man, wearing a fedora hat, approached with a smile.

“Ko, don’t move!”

“Hey, you crazy bastard!”

Han Jong-soo aimed his gun at the sudden appearance of a man, but Kang Cheol-ha quickly struck the gun and shouted.

“senior?”

haha. Cheol-ha clears her surprised breath.

Soon he looked at the man approaching him and carefully opened his mouth.

“Mr. Parnello, what are you doing here?”

Callione’s 2nd person.

A man called the right hand of money.

Farnello Ramic.

nickname. He was a man called the Hound of Callione.

“Pa, Parnello?! Seniors! If it’s Parnello, that’s him! Callione’s company–Eup!”

Cheol-ha, who quickly covered Jong-su Han’s mouth, put the gun in his other hand into the holster and asked again.

“What are you doing here, Mr. Pafnello?”

Cold sweat ran down Cheol-ha’s face, but Parnello said with a nice smile as if he didn’t care.

“This is Callione’s ‘execution’. There have been rumors of drugs being circulated in this neighborhood recently, so the boss ordered it.”

Hearing those words, Kang Cheol-ha’s head began to spin violently.

To be sure, it’s been a while since I’ve heard of drugs circulating in the Blunty Family’s district, one of the most recent immigrant districts.

At first I thought it had to be stopped, but the instructions from the top were different.

‘Leave it alone.’

Perhaps the superior was aware of this? What are we doing here?

Before long, he saw a man lying in Blunty’s garden and a boy with blood on his fists, staring blankly at the sky.

Is that boy also the enforcer of Callione? So who is lying down?

It’s ‘Carnot Blunty’. It is certainly. Did that boy defeat Carnot Blunt? who the hell is that boy

Suddenly, a single picture flashed across his head.

A photo of a man coming out of a dungeon in the former immigrant district with blood all over his body.

And now, the boy had the same red aura as the man pictured at that time.

The case began to organize in Kang Chul-ha’s mind.

This is the order of ‘Don Vito Callione’.

The man who came with that boy is Callione’s second-in-command.

That boy would have a great connection with Don Vito Callione.

That means… … .

“ha.”

Cheol-ha sighed, took off the hand that was covering Jong-su Han’s mouth, and wiped it on his clothes.

“senior… … .”

“You keep quiet.”

Cheol-ha, who said so to Jong-su Han, looked at Parnello and said.

“I came here after hearing reports of gunshots being heard from the Blunty family, but it must have been some kind of fireworks display.”

Hearing Cheol-ha’s words, Parnello grinned.

“That’s right. Today was the Blunty family’s retirement event.”

“senior?”

Han Jong-soo looked blankly at Cheol-ha.

“Then I will treat the gunshots as due to the fireworks used at the Blunty family’s retirement ceremony.”

“If you do, we will thank you.”

Hearing Farnello’s words, Cheol-ha nodded and smiled.

“Then let’s handle the case like this… … . That boy looks a lot like money.”

“What are you talking about? you’re right. Anyone who sees it will know.”

Jongsoo Han, who heard Farnello’s words, said in surprise.

“Wait, maybe that boy?”

“Yes. you’re right.”

A red aura pulsing all over the body.

Red blood dripping down his fists.

The pure white steam that constantly flows through the raindrops as if to express the shortness of breath.

Looking at the boy, Parnello smiled.

“That is the one who will become the new owner of Callione.”

* * *

Inside the ranger, only the sound of rainwater hitting the window can be heard. The two were on their way back to the police station without a word.

“… … senior. What did we just hear?”

The first to break the silence was Jong-soo Han, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

“Are you suspicious of seeing it for yourself? Callione’s son destroyed the Blunty family.”

With that said, Cheol-ha takes out a cigarette from her breast pocket with her left hand, puts it in her mouth, and lights it.

“Hey, it’s really messed up.”

Appearance of Don Vito Callione’s son.

It was clear that the ripple effect would cause a big wind in the Republic of Korea in any form, so the complexity itself was in Kang Cheol-ha’s head.

“Once you report gunshots, we will treat it with firecrackers, and I will report the details of Callione to the chief, so stay still.”

“… … Yes.”

ha. A sigh mixed with smoke leaks out of Kang Chul-soo’s mouth.

“There will be a riot soon.”

Little by little, it was Kang Cheol-soo who could see what would happen in the future.

* * *

the next morning. As usual, I woke up on the bed.

“… … How has your body recovered?”

Last night, my whole body was covered with scars from a fierce battle, but I was led by Parnello’s hand to get home.

And, as if I had expected this situation, as soon as I arrived, people with healing powers rushed in and started to heal me, and as a result, I had a miraculous experience of healing my wounds in just one day.

The current time is 7:30 am.

Fortunately, it seems to have happened before going to the academy.

“Are you awake? young master.”

At that moment, Parnello’s gentle voice was heard from next to him.

He must have been watching over me while I was sleeping.

“Parnello. Blunty? Are you dead?”

Parnello shook his head at my question and said.

“no. He is currently in custody in our warehouse, and the boss will finish it.”

“… … okay?”

As I got up from the bed, the muscles in my body screamed in excruciating pain.

Were only traumas treated?

“You don’t have to overdo it, Master. Should I contact the academy separately?”

He shook his head to Parnello, who spoke in a worried tone, and stood up completely, enduring the pain.

“There is no problem with this. Thank you for your concern.”

“Then that’s good. By the way, an item has arrived from the master.”

Farnello said so and pulled something heavy from under the bed.

“When I was finishing up the Blunty family mansion, a man gave it to me saying it belonged to the master.”

What Parnello gave him was a fairly large black bag.

“Gunsmith, the gunsmith, asked me to deliver. To repay the favor.”

Hearing Farnello’s words, I was handed the bag as it was.

The black iron lumps that can be seen through the slightly opened zipper gap.

“You found a good thing. young master.”

“right?”

He smiles the same way at Parnello, who is talking with a smile, and puts his bag down on the floor.

To the extent that Parnello, who is no one else, said something like this, are you already expecting a reaction from the academy?