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The words became more violent, and the hands began to push and shoved.

"XX, who do you think is inferior to others?!" One of the youths couldn't bear the impulse, he clenched his fist and swung at Min Yoongi who was still squatting on the ground.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Kim Namjoon, who had been watching from the sidelines, quickly stepped forward to block the punch with one arm, and tried to dissuade him with a smile on his face, "Hey, winning or losing a game is a common thing in life. Since you can win, you must also be able to afford to lose."

At this time, Min Yoongi stood up suddenly and kicked up, and then patted Jin Namjoon's shoulder, "What reason are you talking to these crazy dogs?"

"Who the hell are you calling a mad dog?" Another strong, tall guy rushed forward and grabbed Min Yoongi by the collar, and pushed him onto the bar.The bar counter fell back due to force, and hit the shelf full of glass wine bottles. The wine bottles fell from the high platform and shattered to the ground.The sound of glass shattering resounded throughout the audience.

The whole person is more like Min Yoongi who was thrown out, only to feel his eyes go blank, and his body hurts like falling apart when he hit the bar.

"Hands! Hands!"

It was only after being reminded that he suddenly felt a burning pain in the palm of his left hand being scratched by broken glass.In the chaos, bright red blood flowed from his palm down his wrist, and Min Yoongi became angry.

"What the hell am I talking about you! XXXXX!" Min Yoongi, who turned into a brutal thug, punched the muscular kid in the face, and the two sides fought together.

The scene fell into chaos for a while.Seeing their brother being beaten, the other four naturally became more angry, blushing and rushed forward, greeting them with fists, legs and feet indiscriminately.Min Yoongi and Kim Namjoon were not to be outdone, and the punches they received were repeated on each other's faces and bodies.

Park Jimin, who was at the center of the hustle and bustle, naturally couldn't escape.The provocative B-boy had obviously disliked him for a long time, and punched him in the face with his hand.Park Jimin, who was sitting on the high stool, dodged and was not in a hurry. He was beaten and fell down on the bar, his sprained foot hit the stool, and the instant pain made his five sense organs shrink.

"Stop the fight! Brother Yoongi! Park Jimin!" Jin Taiyu, who was still trying to persuade the fight, saw his brother being beaten, and threw aside all benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, and raised his hand to greet the person who had just bullied Park Jimin.The backhand knocked his black-rimmed glasses to the ground.Jin Taiyu, who was completely enraged, roared, and the potential small universe exploded.

Park Jimin looked at Jin Taiyu's panic, he had no time to watch the battle, and he didn't care about the pain, he jumped off his chair and joined the battle.Although he was rebellious, he had never hurt anyone; he had built up muscles, but he didn't expect to use them in such violent fights today.At any rate, Park Jimin, who had practiced boxing a few times as an amateur, clenched his fist and landed on the person who uttered wild words without thinking.

I did nothing wrong!

He shouted in his heart.

Victory in this world does not belong to whoever hits it. He just dances with all his strength and wins praise with all his strength. What's wrong?

On the other hand, this kind of person who only knows to envy others all day long, but does not make progress or work hard, casts sour eyes when others pay, and pretends to be indifferent when others succeed and comment 'it's just good luck'!People who have no strength to win and are unwilling to lose, so they have to use extremely low-level methods such as insults, provocations, and fights to win people's attention and get back the so-called 'fairness'!

Anger gradually burned into Park Jimin's eyes.

He, and these people who have been trained on his behalf at this moment, must not be defeated by this kind of person, and he will never compromise with this kind of person!

In just a few minutes, the two parties were fighting together, mixed with the unique gangster spirit of gangsta rap, which made this scene very happy.The spectators surrounded the scene tightly and took out their mobile phones to record.

"What's going on here?" Zheng Haoxi and Kim Taehyung, who came out to drink after practice, found the bar in chaos.

"Taiyu is here too!" The tall Zheng Haoxi saw his friend Jin Taiyu who was fighting with each other in the crowd, and became angry and joined the excitement.

"Hey, JHOPE! Jung Ho-seok! Hey, stop hitting! Stop hitting!" Reluctantly, Kim Taehyung followed along to block his fist with a skateboard.

Seeing more and more people being involved in the chaos, the scene once fell into an extremely dangerous situation.If this continues, it will be detrimental to both sides.

Min Yoongi, who was red-eyed, received a signal from his friend Kim Nam-joon, knowing what he was worried about, so he turned over dexterously, dodged the opponent's attack, and then jumped into the bar with one hand on a chair, grabbed a half-full wine bottle, jumped He went to the bar and threw the wine bottle in front of his feet.

In an instant, the glass bottle fell apart, and the dark purple wine splashed with the glass fragments.

Shocked by the loud impact, the fighting crowd stopped involuntarily, only to see the expressionless Min Yoongi holding the sharp mouth of the wine bottle, blood dripping down the sharp opening.He condescendingly glanced around at the five people who came to make trouble, his eyes were cold and cold, and his aura was captivating.The mouth of the bottle moved with his gaze, and finally locked on the leader's body slowly.The blade-sharp piece of glass flashed a staring light, aiming directly at the man's head.

"Yeah, I said, do you want to die?"

His expression was serious and serious, and his tone was uncompromising.

Looking at Min Yoongi at this moment, Park Jimin felt chills all over his body unconsciously.

No matter how ignorant the visitors are, they should know that they have touched Min Yunqi's back.The other four gathered around the young man in charge, and the leader looked at the bloody mouth of the wine bottle, and then at Min Yoongi, who was livid, knowing that if he still resisted stubbornly at this time, the violent boss Min Yoongi might not be the real one. Don't dare to hit his head like that.

He swallowed, but raised his hand and pointed at Park Jimin, "You, you don't want to dance in Seoul in the future! Let's go."

"No delivery."

After their troubles, SUGA naturally can no longer continue to operate.Min Yoongi looked at the messy bar and wine racks, and simply cleared the place ahead of time and closed the doors.

"This group of fuckers." Jin Namjoon, who has always been kind, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked over to pat Min Yoongi on the shoulder.

"Go back and see Brother Seokjin, so that they don't have to look for trouble." Min Yoongi frowned, but his tone was calm.

"Okay. Call me if you have anything to do." Without delay, Kim Namjoon, who was worried about Kim Seokjin, hurried out of SUGA.

Min Yoongi who watched him go out didn't know what to think, and he came back to his senses after a while, bypassing the messy front desk, and walked into the utility room behind to treat the wound.

Under the light, there was a long wound in the open palm, and the dark red blood had dried and congealed, which was shocking just by looking at it.And because it was scratched by broken glass, a lot of glass shards were embedded in the skin, and the light amber light shone in small pieces.Even though he used professional medical instruments to peel away the flesh bit by bit to squeeze out the glass shards, he still maintained that cold expression.

The light-yellow table lamp blurred his silence.

"Didn't go back with Taiyu?"

Suddenly he asked him.Park Jimin, who was standing outside the door, was at a loss for a moment.

"What happened today is none of your business, so don't feel sorry." Min Yoongi lowered his head and took out medical alcohol from the first aid kit, "It's just an old grudge between me and them."

His understated sentence is like the dividing line between Chu and Han, separating Park Jimin and his past clearly and clearly.

"What old grievances?" What kind of old grievances are worthy of the other party's unwillingness to come to the door now?

As if he didn't expect him to ask persistently, Min Yoongi raised his head after hearing the words and stared at Park Jimin for a long time, then smiled and said, "You haven't been in the underground, so what you say is useless. Anyway, this is a cruel world, kid."

Stung by his slightly contemptuous expression, Park Jimin stood still and bit his lip.

Min Yoongi, who was already very upset at being disrupted, was even more upset seeing his appearance, so he simply stood up.The old wooden table rubbed against the floor due to his rough movements, and his voice became harsher and harsher amidst the tense atmosphere.

"Since you want to know so much, then watch it," he approached Park Jimin, raising his left hand that was injured in the fight just now, "My past is all so bloody."

"Not to tease others, I just know how to survive in this cruel world."

For some reason, Park Jimin shrank his shoulders in fear, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the person in front of him.

His black hair, his slightly sly eyes, his clear and long eyelashes, the tip of his nose, the fine sweat dripping from the tip of his nose; the palms of his palms blurred by blood, his lips.

When you are happy, the lips are gently bent into a line, the half of the mouth is raised when you say rap frivolously, the sagging lips are closed when you fight and drop the wine bottle, and the thin lips are soaked in the ice blue PARADISE wine...

Park Jimin's gaze was fixed on his lips, and that warm, soft, numb feeling sneaked into his heart again.Like a ghost, he just posted it.

Unprepared, Min Yoongi only felt a gentle touch on his lips, and hurriedly pushed Park Jimin away with his uninjured right hand.

"I like you."

Park Jimin's bright eyes are full of Min Yoongi's appearance.

As if he was afraid that he didn't hear clearly, or as if he was crazy, Park Jimin smiled slightly, his throat changed dryly due to the accelerated heartbeat.

"I like you," he said.

It is the dimple feet that can last ten thousand years at first glance, the indulgence of inviting to drink and carnival on rainy nights, seeing you countless times, wanting to walk into you, wanting to share your joy, share your sorrow, and know everything about you, I still want to protect you, support you, take pity on you, and I am willing to do all the stupid things in the world for you. In that way, I like you regardless of gender or age.

It turns out I like it.Min Yoongi, who was caught off guard by the confession, reacted, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a casual smile.

"Do you like me?" The corner of his eyes glanced at Park Jimin who was biting his lips because of indescribable emotions, very aggressive