[Kim POV]
The winds tonight are cold but I'm still sweating, as if my suit— now slightly baggy for me— was now a sauna.
"Where am I?!" I yelled up at the sky, which caused passerby(s) to distance themselves from me.
*What the hell is going on?!! A minute ago I was in an office signing a contract then after I blinked, I was plopped on the ground in a bright neaon-ed alleyway at night!*
My thoughts were all messed up, I was literally having an existential crisis, *How did I get teleported?! Why am I young again?! AND WHY AM I IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY?!!* that was just the gist if it.
The hard part was the language barrier, there was an old couple besides me that are asking something in Korean, "Hey there kid, you okay? Why are you yelling? Are you hurt or something?" they asked but how was I supposed to know that?
"Uh... English, please?" I asked slowly and hesitantly, hoping that I didn't come across as an asshole.
"Honey I think this kid was illegally imported here, he seems to be from China." the old lady muttered to her husband with worry. "I think he was brought here against his will, let's report this to the police."
I didn't know what they said but the moment they pulled out a small phone before dialing 3 numbers, I knew what's up.
*Wait isn't this good? I can find out what's happening and--* my train of thoughts were halted immediately as a piece of paper flew stuck on my face, pulling it off, I glanced and saw English Words!!
[Dear Mr. Kim Johnson, you're currently going through DreamScapes' Recreation Training Program; a program that trains you and changes your mind through transmigration, reincarnation, teleportation, regression, or progression in another world.
Please calm down and prioritize on finishing the task given to you during the training: please note that this is not a simulation, this world is real and not just some fiction for you to mess around with, even though the world is based on a fictional story.
Focus on finishing the Tasks given to you in this world; which are simply to "Deafet and Save Donald Na from his demise." after completion of task you will return to your original world.
The benefits of this program are; "a change of personality for the betterment of yourself", "Invaluable skills that you will carry you on", "Unforgettable Experiences", and "the job position you applied for, in the company"!!!]
"..." I was shocked, flabbergasted, speechless, surprised, anxious, and overall scared but I do know one thing and that is to run away for now.
So that's what I did, I git up from my knees and ran away from the old worried couple, turning corners multiple times just incase before hiding in a dark alley where I sat down on the ground with my back against a wall.
"What do I do now?... Everything's not good...Yeah, I'm my favorite Delinquent Manhwa... but it's not great living in this polluted looking world..." I muttered to myself, but after a few minutes of thinking, I put my body into action.
My thoughts were clear, even though I'm in young body, I still have a developed adult consciousness.
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And so Kim wandered around the street awkwardly, he had removed his suit's coat and just folded the cuffs of his white long sleeve and worker pants.
However he still walked wobbly because of his slight big shoes that he kept dragging.
Overall he's okay for a while, looking around for corners to sleep at. His senses were bombarded by neon lights, loud noises, scent and smoke, and bumps from other people but mostly from kids who look like they were older.
Soon he found a spot to sleep at, a dark alley with a dead end, having a few stack of crates slightly block the entrance of it.
"Perfect place for now." he muttered in relief.
*BAM!
But it was short lived when he was surprised by a punch landing at the back of his head, forcing him to tumble and fall into the dim alleyway.
"Yo! You see that?" a bald guy yapped, (Hans)
"Man I could've done it better." a guy w/ long brown hair replied, (Warren)
"Nah man I think you'd do worse than his!! Hahaha." a guy with a lot of gold chain sneered, (Kevin)
There were 4 teenagers wearing black jackets chuckled maniacally as they went into the alley as well.
The one leading them had a symbol on the side of his jacket, he was a leader of the small scout group from 'Manwol's Squad 2', Jungchol.
"Hans, Warren, Kevin! stop yapping, we've got shit to deal with." he turned his gaze to Kim who was getting up,
"Oi you heard the guy!" (Hans)
"You! What the fuck is Yo-il doing here?!" (Kevin)
Jungchol and his small team immediately blocked Kim's way out, "Wait... There's seems to be a misunderstanding... I don't even understand what you're saying." Kim stammered as he looked at them, trying to disengage despite the language barrier.
"What the fuck is he saying?" Jungchol asked his team if they understood him. "It's English, I think he's a foreigner but he's not American, and that's not even a Yo-il uniform." Warren chimed in, spitting on the floor.
"Let's just take his money, foreign or not, we can still exchange it." Hans stepped up first, winding his hand back for a hook.
*SWOOP!
In a surprising turn of events, Kim saw the right hook coming, so he instinctively knew what to do; He created a cage on the side of left side of his face;
Quickly angling himself against the attack, he stacked his hands on top of his head and moved it to a close, the frame absorbed the hit.
*Shit that still kind of hurts!* Kim remembered the basic of Keysi Fighting Method, always have a frame or cage around the face, use your head and torso to angle and deliver attacks, and most importantly focus on neutralizing the opponent!
In quick brutal— yet sloppy, succession Kim moved fast, lunging forward while still framed, he rammed against Hans' chest, then he elbow struck the torso before delivering a headbutt to the chin, using his whole weight and the explosive force of his body.
*WHAM, WHACK, BAM!!
The attack pushed his opponent hard on the ground, "Ah! ... Ah...ghk..!." Hans was groaning in pain as he spat blood and tooth from his mouth, rolling slightly as his rear hurt from the landing.
"Huff... Huff... It works?" Kim was out of breath and a little bit dizzy from swinging his own body, it was a long time since he practice or used KFM.
The reason why he even picked up the martial arts was because of Hajun Gu from Questism! He raised his arms up in cheer "Heck yea—ahk!" but he was hit on the side with a stick. *WHACK, BAM!
"Gang on this mother fucker!" Jungchol yelled as they began hitting him to the wall. *BAM! ×7
*SHIT!!* Kim returned his cage and squatted against the wall to brace himself from hits, he then rolled off the wall and rammed forward with his elbows into Jungchol's solar plexus. *WHAM!
"Gaghk!!" it knocked the wind out of him, forcing him to stagger in which Kim capitalized with his weight and knee hitting the Jungchol's thigh, resulting in him being open and receiving an elbow strike from Kim, to the side.
Kim glanced down and picked up the 2x2 plank they dropped, used it to finally deliver a knocking blow to Jungchol's head.
To further his lead, he moved his attention to Hans getting up, he kicked him back to the ground before hitting him with the stick.
Kim heard the footsteps from behind, so he moved away, narrowly avoiding a punch. He just grabbed his coat and threw it at the remaining two; the coat briefly block sight of Kim throwing the stick hard to Kevin.
In a roar and in the heat of the moment, Kim gave it his all as he threw himself and tackled Warren and Kiven against a wall where he grabbed both of their heads, smashing them against each other and against the wall as well. *WHAM! ×8
After a few seconds of smashing heads on wall, He let go and watched them fall to the ground, turning around he walked to Hans who just watched still on the ground, he stomped on his face. *BAM!
"Do you understand english...?" Kim asked in a tired voice, he was out of breath and his hands trembled in pain and over exertion. However, from Hans' perspective *This MF is crazy!!* "Aghk! Why my face?!... I don't know...! Have our money OK, leave me alone!" Hans just shakily, painfully gave up his wallet.
The sight of someone who was cocky a few minutes ago, now surrendering their money willingly was something new for Kim but it was greatly satisfying. "Well... Taking money from assholes like you isn't a bad idea."
Kim sighed and just picked up the wallet but he didn't just stopped with one, he went and stole the others as well. Leaving them dry of money.
"That should be all-- ...!" he winced as the pain from his feet finally got to him, glancing at the others' sneakers he took the ones from Kevin which fortunately fits him.
"Perfect." breathing deeply and calming down his nerves, Kim just left the alleyway with a limp and went to a hotel, fortunately the numbers for money here was easy to read.
If it wasn't? Kim would have just given away a huge amount of money and hope for some change.
The person in the front desk was first skeptical to let him in but gave up on talking when Kim gave them the money, they also couldn't understood him, so they just accepted the money and handed him the keys.
Inside his room, Kim was too tired to worry or overthink, he just threw his clothes into the washing machine then hang dry them.
And finally he went to bed after taking a simple wash