Chapter 294 – Rage-13(3)
A control room that only club officials can access.
The man sitting there alone checked dozens of CCTVs one by one, then smacked his lips.
“Shit… , There is no customer who wants to be this guy.”
He is looking for a buyer.
A customer with excellent potential who will buy a lot of ecstatic medicine that I have enshrined in my pocket.
In my mind, I want to sell this guy and that guy all over the place, but I can’t.
As it is a prototype, it is because the strict mandate has been given to carefully select the buyer.
“It’s not him, these are… He’s already on another drug, and he… , Uh?”
One person stood out in the gaze of the man who was flipping through each CCTV.
A woman sitting at a table alone, which is rare in a club.
“Sup… , Is it fresh?”
The best product that does not fall out of face or body.
“Everything I wear is expensive… , Are you the daughter of a rich family?”
Unlike the daughters of other wealthy families with compliant charm, her wild nature stands out.
Seeing that she was drinking strong liquor while fiercely slashing approaching men, it seems that unpleasant things also overlapped.
“… Are you okay?”
What her man paid attention to was her eyes through the CCTV.
I have a strong feeling that wild nature instead of reason, and emotion over cool-headedness.
“Okay, good. Today is you.”
Her man left her control room with her hooded zip-up hanging from the back of her chair, tucked deep over her head.
A woman can be seen among them swaying to the thumping music.
“Um, ah-“
After clearing her voice lightly, she moves her steps toward it.
Start with the brightest voice possible.
“Hello sister~”
As soon as he said hello, his head, which had been lowered down, came up and shot fierce eyes.
The man flinched at this and swept her chest.
‘Wow, fuck. I almost got tired of it in an instant.’
She had seen many people before, but this was the first woman like her.
It seems that it became like that because the emotions reached the extreme with the face that was already quite ferocious.
“What are you?”
A raspy voice.
The man relaxed her body, which had hardened slightly from her tension, and added her words in a friendly voice.
“I think a lot of bad things happened.”
“So.”
“There are many things that make me feel good… , How can I share some?”
Shin Yoo-jung, who shoots her words with a ferocious tone at his words.
“Take it out once. Let’s see how good it is.”
At her words, the moment her man put his hand in her pocket.
“I’ll tell you in advance, get rid of everything halfway and take out the strongest one you have. Doesn’t this sister hate liver-watching bastards the most in the world?”
The bewildered man exclaims with an awkward smile.
“Hey, hey~ My older sister is really hot.”
The man thought
‘Did I ask correctly?’
No matter how drunk she is, she will show some resistance to drugs, but the woman on the other end is not at all.
In other words, he has been using medicine since the beginning or that at least a couple of screws have been loosened.
“Hehe, I’ll show you the best one especially.”
Excitedly, the man took out the medicine he had stored in the deepest part of her pocket.
Blood-red pills in transparent plastic.
“This is something new this time, it really kills me.”
“Ahang… , Okay?”
Shin Yoo-jeong smirks as she picks up the plastic bag containing the red pills on the table.
“Does this bastard look right?”
“… ?”
Words that don’t fit the context at all and an oblique gaze that seems to be looking somewhere other than oneself.
“Sir… !”
When the man, who felt an unusual energy somewhere, robbed her of her seat and tried to get up.
“Stop moving.”
“100 million… !?”
Something invisible gripped his entire body, making it impossible to move even a single step.
“Fuck, what… ! Aren’t you going to release this right away?!”
He was puzzled
‘What is this, it doesn’t work out like this!’
It’s just that he didn’t pass the Hunter Qualification Test, and even though he has abilities comparable to those of B-class, he’s still stuck no matter how hard he struggles!
‘What kind of bastard is he?’
The moment I wondered while twisting my body as if in a fit of fuss.
“Peekaboo.”
My eyes met the man who suddenly came up from behind.
Eventually, the two eyes widened as if they were about to tear.
“You, you… !”
It’s a familiar face.
Even yesterday, the face I saw here.
“Hey, Kim Do-jin?”
That was him.
* * *
After Shin Yoo-jung sat down at the table, men came and went from time to time.
Those who want to be a bit confident in their faces, those who make a living on their tongues, etc.
Whatever it is, I think most of the guys who have at least one advantage didn’t run into it.
“Excuse me…”
“What.”
“Oh, no.”
None of them said a word to me and left.
No, I obviously told him to do it as usual, but why are you holding the angle like that?
As soon as an angry expression settles on their faces, which shed cold energy even if they just stay still, most of them can’t open their prayers and walk away.
At this point, I’m starting to think about it.
“Am I the only man worth living with that in the first place… ?”
By the time I thought it might be true.
After the men’s pilgrimage to the Holy Land, Shin Yoo-jung’s solo performance began.
“Big… !”
A guy who drinks expensive liquor like water.
“… What are you going to do if you get really drunk?”
No.
It might be better to get really drunk up to a certain point.
That way he’ll be more safe and run away.
You don’t know when or how things will happen, around the time when you’re focusing without taking your eyes off of it even for a moment.
“Uh.”
Opposite the guy who was drooping his head like a sick chicken as if he was really drunk, a man sits down without even asking for permission.
A deeply pressed gray hood.
All I could see beneath it was the blackened darkness instead of my face.
Even if it is dark inside the club, it is very artificial that no face can be seen.
“Is it magic?”
If you look closely, you can see that mana is tangled around the hood.
Appears to be clothing enchanted with magic that hinders recognition.
What is the end of this
“That bastard.”
The man who sold drugs to Kim Jung-hoon finally appeared.
When you try to approach him straight away, Shin Yoo-jung sends a secret hand signal to stop.
Wanting to know what’s going on, she takes a closer look and sees that the man takes out some medicine from her pocket and shows it to her.
It seems that he wanted to make sure that the other person was a drug salesman, even if he didn’t get rid of it.
“Does this bastard look right?”
Grabbing the plastic bag containing the red pills and shaking it, the OK sign finally fell.
At the same time, the guy who noticed something was not good and tried to leave.
There’s no way.
「Hold.」
A rope made of thinly twisted mana entwined the guy’s whole body.
“Fuck, what… ! Aren’t you going to release this right away?!”
A voice with a hint of bewilderment.
At first glance, it looks like it’s roughly grade B, but it’s like he’s embarrassed because he can’t solve it on his own.
I thrust his face over the shoulder of the frozen guy.
“Peekaboo.”
His body trembled as he was afraid to meet his eyes.
“Hey, Kim Do-jin?”
It seemed that he was quite surprised by the appearance of a completely unexpected person.
I put my hand on the hood where the black darkness fell.
“Let’s talk face-to-face first, us.”
When you talk, you should make eye contact with each other.
When I took off the hood that sat down deeply, I finally saw his face intact.
Slightly dilated pupils, ragged beard as if it hadn’t been shaved in days, and reddish skin.
It smells.
The strong smell of drug addicts.
“Hey.”
“…”
A guy who keeps his mouth shut without answering calls.
I tried to hit him in the back of the head, but I managed to hold it in and continued my conversation in the most gentle tone possible.
“I’d like to have a calm conversation with you. Where are you in a quiet place?”
“…”
This time, he doesn’t answer my question and turns his head away.
Probably not.
“You are now arrested as a red-handed criminal. Do you want to go to jail like this?”
When he threatened with a subtle tone, the guy rolled up the corners of his mouth as if he was rather pleased, and twitched.
“Huh, that’s it. It’s enough after living for a year or two anyway.”
Anyway.
This guy’s law is the problem.
These drug addicts, even those who sell drugs to others, have to be caught somewhere and let them rot for 20 years before they come out like this confidently.
Are you going to be afraid of this?
“Okay. You’re saying you’re not afraid of prison? I understand.”
That’s why I have to be a person who is scarier than the law every day.
I speak to Shin Yoo-jung, who is watching the match with an exciting expression.
“Take those pills and go to the car.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Bury this bastard.”
“What… ?”
“… !”
The faces of Shin Yoo-jeong and the drug dealer harden at the indifferent answer.
“I don’t want to look bad, so you stay in the car.”
“Uh, uh…”
Shin Yoo-jung nods her head like someone possessed by something.
I’m surprised
I thought she would insist on going along.
Was Shin Yu-jeong a little frightened by the sudden brutal real-life incident?
Well, that’s not too bad either.
You have to realize the cruelty of reality early on to survive as a hunter for a long time.
I spoke to her while holding the scruff of the guy who was tightly bound by her magic.
“Now, let’s go somewhere quiet.”
She drags the struggling guy across the club.
Eventually we reached the exit.
“What are you doing now, sir?”
The rice cake stands guarding the place block the front with grim faces.
I wanted to pass quietly.
As if he would never step aside, he warned those who stood firm.
“I’m on official duty, so get out of the way.”
He puts his hand into her pocket, takes out the token he received from Manager Kim Seong-tae, and thrusts it into their faces.
A golden star rising pointedly in eight directions.
This is an item that can only be possessed by members of the ‘Hunter Investigation Unit’ under the Hunter Association.
The faces of the guys who recognized the sign rotted away.
It’s probably because it’s obvious what would happen if I didn’t get out of the way here.
“… Excuse me.”
Instead of getting in my way and causing more trouble, they politely chose to step aside.
Follow the open road out of the club and head to the nearby dark alley.
Because no one should go in and out of this place until business is over…
「Illusion.」
After putting up a fake wall, I dragged the guy by the scruff of his neck and went deeper.
At this point, even the brave guy started to get scared.
“Hey, hey. Where are you going now?”
The guy who didn’t say a word until he came here finally asks me.
“Where? A good place to bury you.”
I told you.
I will bury you
That’s not a lie
Then, with a white face, the guy casts a threat, not a threat.
“This is an obvious crime. Know?! It’s a private sanction! Is this because you don’t know what will happen if Hunter uses his power recklessly?!”
“Know.”
Private sanctions are an obvious crime.
In particular, the law applies more strongly to hunters who can kill people with little force.
It’s okay though.
That’s the story of when I was subject to private sanctions.
“Since you fiercely resisted, I had no choice but to use my strength. Then he died suddenly, what can I do?”
“That, what bullshit! Do you think I’ll just watch it?!”
“Uh.”
I told you.
“Are you buried here?”
“This, you crazy bastard… !”
Hmm.
This feels a bit bad.
“I feel a little dirty hearing that you’re a crazy bastard from a drug addict.”
Does this mean that a dog with dung on it is a dog with chaff on it?
After reaching the end of the alley, he throws the guy on the floor and uses a new magic.
「Dig.」
Originally, magic was created to dig up dirt, but concrete is fine.
As long as it’s harder and can handle the leaking mana.
Coo goo… !
The more mana he poured, the more the concrete was crushed and cracked, and the exposed dirt floor was dug up.
A huge pit eventually formed.
“It’s okay.”
After I picked him up and put him inside.
If you fill it up again using ‘Fill’, the opposite of Digg magic.
“Ouch… !”
The body was filled with the dug-out soil, and the form was completed with only the face barely protruding.
“How is it? The feeling of being buried under the concrete floor.”
When I asked in a light tone, he begged while trembling in fear.
“My, why are you doing this to me? I’d rather send it to the police station. I will pay for my sins!”
This bastard still can’t come to his senses.
“Hey.”
“… ?”
“You think what I want is to make you pay for your sins?”
“That, that.”
Why do you act like you don’t know when you clearly know what I want?
“Just decide. Will you die buried like this, or will you faithfully answer my questions and pay for your sins?”
Have shown so far.
Every word I spit out, there’s not a single word that isn’t sincere, and I can even say a lie.
A life-threatening situation.
In such a situation, it’s an obvious answer that a drug lord would choose.
“No, I will tell you! I’ll tell you everything I know, so stop taking it out!”
“Once you answer all my questions.”
Then the guy frowns and asks.
“What the hell do you want to know!”
“That’s a lot.”
What should I ask first?
Yes, that would be nice
“First, recite the name of this drug.”
I hope he answers with a crumpled face.
“Rage-13.”
That’s the name of the drug
