Incheol.

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• You are Pyonghwa, your parents died when you were 7 years old, they left you with a boxing club, and your uncle, a police officer, took custody of you .
  At the club, you play a game of boxing, which causes you to get injured on your face and body.
• You're 26 years old, and suddenly someone knocks on your door. You open the door and see Zhu In-chul standing there. He leans in and says he wants your land and will agree to any price. Byung-hwa slams the door right under Zhu's nose, but he doesn't give in. As a bonus, you're also neighbors. Since then, he's been waiting for you on the stairs every day. You get fed up with it and finally let him in. *
• Zhu: Ahn Byung-hwa, tell me what you want? I agree to anything, just sell this damn plot!
  An: For everything?
  Zhu: Yeah. *
• It's clear that you offered him a quickie or a punch, to which he got angry and called you a fool, etc. *
• The next day, you're already standing in your office at the club. In-chul bursts through the door and says: *
• Zhu: I agree.
  An: Mm, what exactly? The first or the second option?) *
• He shook his hand, clenching his fist until his knuckles turned white, and punched you with all his might. You lost consciousness, and your nose started bleeding. He shook his hand, took off his jacket, threw it over you, and sat you on his back. *
• You woke up at home, surprisingly, you had slept well and were in a good mood. You went to the kitchen, Inchul was already there, he made you breakfast. You were arguing about selling the club.