THE WAREHOUSE FIGHT
The Ki Seong world belonged
to the powerful and corrupt who can exert their dominance over the little
people like Wu Hyeong Man. The helpless and hapless man was either the fall
guy or a passive pawn in Judge Cha’s and Ahn Oh Ju’s crimes. It was only with
Bong Sang Pil’s assistance that he was eventually vindicated.
However, Wu had vengeance
on his mind; he wanted to exact his full revenge on them.
Vengeance appears, in most cases, to be premediated. At least in Wu Hyeong Man’s case, it was simply that; it was not invoked. Two things reign supreme in his mind. First, retaliation to avenge the wrong done to him. Second, atonement for his sins.
Wu Hyeong Man, being foolhardy, fell right into Ahn Oh Ju’s trap. The newly released prisoner was captured and held in a warehouse where he was tortured. The cylindrical iron rod was the gangsters’ weapon of choice for the torture.
Upon being alerted to the kidnap of Wu Hyeong Man by Ahn Oh Ju, Bong Sang Pil gunned the engine of his supercar and sped to the gangster's hideout.
On the way there, Bong Sang
Pil’s mind rolled back to the past. The earliest memory of his discussion on
ethical principles with his mother was about justice, being impartial and doing what was right. He mulled
over the conversation.
But, Bong had so far wanted to exact revenge on those who had murdered his mother. Bong still harboured a hazy, muddled idea about revenge and justice. He had probably equated revenge with justice. His form of justice was one-sided, emotional and movtivated by self-interest. Justice was rational and impartial.
Wu Hyeong Man had used the
trunk of a stolen car as a hiding place for stolen documents that would
incriminate Ahn Oh Ju, Judge Cha and the other members of ‘The Seven’. It was
a one-man war against Ki Seong’s most powerful people.
There was no love lost
between Wu Hyeong Man and Ahn Oh Ju although Wu had been his lackey for the
last 18 years. Ahn Oh Ju demanded to know whether Wu had handed the
incriminating Ki Seong Savings Bank documents to Bong Sang Pil. Ahn got his
answer.
Wu Hyeong Man had blown the lid off their corruption. The slimy gangster head ordered his betrayer, Wu Hyeong Man, to be killed and be consigned to history.
Wu Hyeong Man must be
brainless to have thought that he could fight the gangster boss alone. He was puny
compared to the evil forces who were behind Ahn. He shouldn’t have taken on people
with the likes of them.
But, what was most unfortunate was he brought more sorrow to those who were on his side.
When Bong Sang Pil and Tae
Kwang Soo approached the warehouse, a good number of aggressive gangsters were
on guard. They were enough reason to warrant a display of toughness by the
two men.
The Martial Arts expert, Bong
Sang Pil, was ready to deliver a combination of Muay Thai Flying Knee, straight knee kicks, jabs and punches.
A distance away from the warehouse, a goon blocked their way. Bong, leaping up with hands spread out like the wings of an eagle, delivered an impressive Muay Thai Flying Knee. When he landed, he also delivered lightning-fast punches which were too quick to block and too fast for the eyes to follow. Manager Tae had also jumped into the fray. Bong's unstoppable kicks sent a few gangsters into oblivion. In a matter of minutes, the gangsters had crumbled and were soon crawling all over the ground. Bong Sang Pil and Tae Kwang Soo had certainly made short work of them.
Ahn Oh Ju and Seok Gwang Dong had soon discovered Wu Hyeong Man’s stolen car.
The vehicle exploded soon after Seok executed Ahn Oh Ju’s orders to set fire to the documents in the car.
Upon entering the
warehouse, Bong Sang Pil straightened his tie and cocked his head to the side, powerful and confident body langauage, to give the gangster jitters before the fight.
Bong glowered at the 10 gangsters guarding Wu Hyeong Man who had been tied up and hung from an overhead iron bar, stretching across the ceiling.
One of Bong Sang Pil’s specialties was his leaping kick. He loved
leaping, kicking and punching. When leaping for the kill, Bong would would punish his
opponent with a violent kick and some blows.
None of the gangsters could
have moved half so quickly as Bong Sang Pil.
He executed the Muay Thai Flying Knee and delivered a blizzard of blows. His flexibility and speed was such that he was able to bring down even strong opponents speedily. ‘Swift as a thunderbolt’ would be an apt description of him.
When the gangsters were
being distracted by Bong Sang Pi’s fast and furious moves, Tae Kwang Soo ran
to the back using the other side of the warehouse. The warehouse had been
divided by a long stretch of machinery.
The gangsters knew that
they were done for if Bong continued with his lethal kicks. He was thrusting
them away like rag dolls.
When Tae Kwang Su was
untying the ropes that held Wu Hyeong Man’s hands, an armed gangster attacked
him with his stick but Tae punched the guy to the floor.
After untying Wu Hyeon Man, Tae helped him to his feet and led him away.
Bong Sang Pil charged at the gangsters with all his might as if his life depended on it, delivering fast, sharp and accurate kicks and punches at the lowlifes.
The fight of the gangsters graduated from fistfights into fighting with weapons - sticks, bats and cylindrical iron rods.
Fighting With A Stick. Although Bong could easily
defeat them with his powerful leg kicks and punches, he saw scant reason in it. He would
fight them at their own game.
When one of the punks
attacked Bong with a long stick, the latter kicked him and wrested the weapon
from him.
Wing Chun. Leaping forward, Bong Sang Pil wielded his new weapon skilfully to bash them all. Was it Wing Chun? It was a electrifying sight. Fast. Furious. Ferocious.
After all the goons had
been soundly defeated, Bong ran after Tae Kwang Soo, who was almost dragging the
lifeless Wu Hyeong Man along.
Wu Hyeong Man was in a really
bad shape, having endured some vicious and cruel torture in the hands of Seok
Gwan Dong and the other gangsters. The hour had come.
Bong Sang Pil let him rest
against the wall of a nearby building.
Revenge had been Bong’s lifelong occupation and preoccupation. He had thought that he would kill Wu Hyeong Man whom he considered to be his enemy, but now, he was distressed to gaze at the shell of the man who was guilty of many contemptible crimes. A hard lump formed in his throat.
The place seemed quiet. The startling
silence was only broken by Wu’s rapid, choppy breathing. Bong was shocked to
see blood oozing out of the man’s head.
Bong ordered Tae to bring the car over. Bong was horrified that Wu was going to die there and then.
Wu Hyeong Man had repented for his sins but it was too late. Wu regretted his actions but he declared that he would have been glad to have died in Bong’s hands, not in the hands of Ahn Oh Ju.
Bong anxiously urged him to stop talking but a man in his dying throes needed to have closure. He wanted to make a clean breast of his life since the end was near. Bong tried to stop him from talking as it would worsen the situation but he insisted on talking.
Wu confessed he was thankful that Bong Sang Pil was his Defense Lawyer. Bong was moved by his words and looked at him tearfully. Instead of begging Bong to forgive him, Wu Hyeong Man startingly requested that Bong should never ever forgive him.
With that, the flame of Wu Hyeong Man's life was extinguished. Bong tearfully shouted for
him to wake up but the dead could not be revived. He could not resurrect the
man.
The man he had defended with his life in the trial was dead.
Bong Sang Pil looked with mournful eyes at the dead man. It was heart-breaking to see a recently released prisoner meet such a horrible ending.
Bong’s own life was all shaken up. A vein appeared on his forehead. His heart was about to burst.
Bong Sang Pil almost laughed at the situation. Ironies of life. It was one of the contradictions of his life which was a result of the twists and turns in life. The reality of his death was devastating. Reeling from shock, he hunched over the dead man in sorrow. Who could have imagined his despair when his 'enemy' died?
When Tae returned it was but too late.
Was Bong wrong about life after all? Did one only learn from a bitter experience?
There seemed to be cracks and holes
in Bong Sang Pil’s chaotic emotions, just like the torn rafters and roof of the
rundown building.
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