chapter 14 :>

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“Do you know what will happen if you hit the client like that?”

Mark scolded Yoongi like he was frustrated.

Yoongi just looked at Yugyeom without saying a word. Jaebum came out to defend him.

“J wasn’t fair, was he? Yoongi was hit, they were trading blows to each other.”

That was true. It was Yoongi who landed the first punch, but Jungkook wasn’t holding back. As evidence, Yoongi spat out a handful of blood-stained saliva.

Jaebum muttered with a frown upon seeing it.

“I can’t believe you beat a man like that.”

Yugyeom, who had been silent until then, muttered:

“Hey hey. Didn’t you see Yoongi trashing J?”

Mark noted:

“It was very good.”

Then he was silent, for a moment he couldn’t deny the feeling of satisfaction that surged inside him. Jaebum also helped from the side.

“But he didn’t reject you, did he? That is what I saw. Imagine Yoongi was determined and had kicked him. How would J have ended?”

Suddenly, Yoongi remembered the words of the teacher who taught him taekwondo .

“It is good to have long legs, but it is too dangerous for the opponent”

When Jackson heard the news later, he threw away his cheap luggage, ran up to him and said, without hesitation:

“Why didn’t you hit him on the Adam’s apple?”

“Do you really want him to kill me?” Yoongi said, stunned.

Jackson  rarely closed his mouth. Thanks to that, everyone could see his true intentions.

“I’m going to watch the CCTV. Everything is recorded, right? What time did it start?”

It’s the first time Jackson was so excited since the day of the dogfight last summer that he later found out it was a scam and roamed Las Vegas for days to find the players.

Yoongi, turned and called Jackson , found the popcorn and placed it in Jackson’s hand.

“Three minutes in the microwave.”

“Oh thank you very much.”

Jackson  shook Yoongi’s hand with unusual emotion. With the light of confidence and expectations rising like stars in his eyes, Yoongi struggled to smile, feeling the pressure of the blows. 

Henry eagerly left his seat, saying:

“I’m going to have a coke.”

Jaebum opened his mouth after Jackson disappeared.

“Won’t you say you’re going to quit now?”

“I’ll be fine for now.”

Mark sighed like he was worried.

“Go rest today and let’s talk quietly tomorrow, either with J or Laura. I’m sure the problem is serious … about the contract, about future expenses,” he added, looking at Yoongi. “Hurry.”

Fortunately they all disappeared and went to their respective positions.

“Ah.”

When he washed and lay down, he later felt sore. Jungkook was no ordinary opponent. Fortunately for Yoongi, Jungkook hadn’t learned to swing his fists and attack. Yoongi groaned low as he felt fatigue and pain throughout his body.

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