Rust - Chapter 11



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RUST-11

“Oh my, thank you for contacting me in advance.”

Manager Hong’s eyebrows furrowed. Manager Hong pressed the space between his eyebrows tightly and continued the call in a hushed voice.

“Yes. Yes. I’m preparing everything. Since you’re worrying about it in advance, is there a big problem? I’ll contact you after I’ve sorted it out. Yes- Yes-”

after-

This started to go wrong and it kept going wrong little by little.

Manager Hong didn’t like that.

The great earthquake that struck Japan was also like that,

It’s also the case that I came in to avoid that.

No, was it a good thing that I avoided it and came in?

If you die from an earthquake, you’ll be out, so that’s not it.

The guy immediately reported it to 119.

It’s also unfortunate that the salty guy who smelled the smell happened to be a detective.

When all those things come together, it becomes shit.

And there were signs that things were going to turn into shit.

“What should I do with this?”

I put in the time and effort to create a piece of work, but it ended up being a failure.

That’s just his luck.

Going to the properties had little impact.

Manager Hong picked up the phone.

“Hey- Hey- Bring some ginseng packaged well for lunch later.”

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Maru closed his eyes.

‘You want to make me a butcher?’

me?

Are you willing to take your family hostage and swing it around for that?

Didn’t they say that the one who has nothing to lose is the scariest? But there were parents and children who went beyond their limits to protect their families. And now Maru had to choose.

Are you going to be dragged along like they say?

Or will you risk your own life and that of your family in a life-or-death decision?

Maru threw the business card he was holding onto the table. It was a business card that a detective had given him.

‘Don’t trust the police···.’

I remembered what Ki-sun had said.

If we can trust the police, we can raid World Livestock and find evidence of drug-related drugs. Could World Livestock hide drugs in the same place as Japan, in the ribs?

What if the business is simply run for money laundering and not drug distribution? So what if I report it to the police and nothing comes of it?

The best way was to change your status by immigrating to a foreign country. That would require money. It was impossible to earn that much money through simple labor.

‘At least 8 billion.’

If only I could find the money I had buried in a locker in a Tokyo arcade destroyed by the earthquake. It wouldn’t be enough to live comfortably, but it would be enough to emigrate.

Maru kept his mouth tightly shut.

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The heavy Benz moved quietly. The drawing on the driver’s arm moved as the large driver turned the steering wheel.

“Oh, it’s been a long time since I’ve gone out to work like this with Director Choi. Thank you for calling me and giving me your compliments.”

Director Choi, sitting in the back seat, remained silent despite the words that could not be interpreted as gratitude for being invited, sarcasm for being grateful for being invited, or just sarcasm.

“If you speak frankly, it will be too late. It will be too late. If you bring a lump of flesh, there will be many such people, so you could have called the guys, but did you really have to call me right now?”

“Manager Hong’s instructions.”

“···Oh, Manager Hong too.”

“······.”

Director Baek’s mouth watered at the mention of Manager Hong. Director Baek Seok-ho.

In middle school, he beat up seniors who were wrestling, breaking one of their pelvises and dislocating another’s shoulder, making it a habitual dislocation, and was transferred.

After switching to judo and wrestling, he sparred with his seniors who were eager to compete, and broke the spines of the seniors who were promising candidates for medals at the National Sports Festival, and broke their elbow joints, so he transferred again.

Turned to wrestling, and used sparring as an excuse to twist the waist of a junior who was talking nonsense about being born with a silver spoon in his mouth, rendering him paralyzed on one side of his body. Expelled.

The person who discovered Baek Seok-ho, who was wandering around like a loser with no place to go, and scouted him to the company was the current Manager Hong.

After joining the company, Baek Sil-jang was a seasoned general who stood out in large and small struggles. The number of people he had disabled had long since surpassed the number of fingers and toes.

‘It would be enough if Director Baek were here.’

Manager Hong told me to take the kids just in case. If Manager Hong said he didn’t know, then it was obvious that he was beyond the ordinary people. If we consider the worst case scenario, we can’t rule out the possibility that he is similar to or at the same level as Director Choi himself.

Anyway, Chief Hong definitely told us to bring Maru. We don’t know what Chief Hong saw in Maru, but the people he scouted were Director Baek and Director Choi themselves.

In that case, Maru also has some potential. It would have been better to take Baek, the reliable chief, rather than two or three incompetent kids. If necessary, he could have properly demonstrated his abilities.

“If that happens, can I just investigate it?”

“Just the bones, cleanly.”

If the joints or spine are damaged, they will be useless. Just break the bones cleanly. Director Baek’s mouth watered at Director Choi’s words.

A fearless kid would only become fearful if he was made to sit in a wheelchair or use crutches. He wondered why he had been called if he was going to have to split warm honey corn stalks.

“What? Are you a target for scouting?”

“okay.”

Ugh-

“No way. It’s not like Nana or Director Choi’s case, right?”

“I don’t think it’s normal.”

Director Choi said something unusual. It had been a few years since then. He said that even crushing corn stalks was delicious.

Director Baek wondered how he could possibly get a rumor that he had investigated this so well.

Actually, I feel like I’ve relaxed a bit since I haven’t had much to work on lately.

I thought it would be good to relax a bit and also train the new juniors.

It’s nice to grab a woman’s waist and shake her on holidays, but sometimes it’s not a bad idea to change the mood like this.

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“What the hell! Director Choi! Are you okay?”

Director Baek was about to do a guided grab, but he suddenly pulled his hand back.

After a while, a tingling sensation crept up my fingertips. I should have brought my sword-proof suit and sword-proof gloves.

No, fucking hell, you should’ve said from the start that this kid is a knife wielder.

Whistle-

A kitchen knife that bends at a square angle.

‘It’s not even sashimi, it’s a kitchen knife. What the hell?’

Sweat flowed down Director Baek’s face as if a flood had formed.

The beads of sweat hanging on my eyelids shook and blurred my vision.

I couldn’t remember when I last got stabbed.

Blood began to ooze out from the spot where the cut had been made lightly on his forearm.

A smooth cut along the muscle fibers, cutting through the tendons and blood vessels.

When hit with a knife like this, it was difficult to stop the bleeding just by applying force.

You think this guy is a beginner? This guy is a total monster.

If you or Director Choi were a man-eating beast

This thing was just a monster in itself.

“Fuck. You crazy bastard, can you handle this later? Huh?”

“······.”

The other person didn’t answer. He was quite tall, but he looked young. His face looked like he had just graduated from high school or was a freshman in college. His face was kind and innocent, as if he had never even held a fist, let alone a knife.

“If you were such a monster, you should have brought extension cords and come with the kids. What are you going to do with just the two of you coming here empty-handed?”

Where did the dialect go? It was Director Baek who was stepping aside, sweating profusely.

You can’t break the glass window and escape.

Director Baek shook his head momentarily and wiped away the sweat from his eyelids. He didn’t know where his hand would hurt if he raised it to wipe away the sweat.

Step sideways. You lure the guy. Novice swordsmen are bound to rush in, unable to resist this temptation.

The guy didn’t respond. He seemed to be guarding the entrance leading out.

He was so damn clever.

A single finger rolling across the living room floor.

It was a finger that was cut off the moment I reflexively tried to grab the collar.

The blood continued to flow from the cross-section, which was cut cleanly as if with a cutter.

Director Baek couldn’t understand how he could cut through the bones so cleanly.

In a situation where understanding, acceptance, and interpretation were impossible, one thing was certain.

If time passes like this, the one who will eventually get caught will be Director Baek himself.

Even though Chief Baek had enough friends to fill three large buses with sashimi-holding kids, this was the first time he had seen someone like this. It felt like his bones and flesh would separate as soon as the knife he was holding touched.

I felt like a yellow ox being dragged in front of a butcher.

How can I just take a minute to press the phone…

Director Baek glanced at Director Choi’s condition. The request for support seemed to be a mistake.

As soon as Director Choi entered the living room, he was stabbed in the lung and was crying.

After blinding an opponent by hitting him in the eye during the national Taekwondo team selection, he retired out of guilt. In order to repay the accident caused by his older sister and younger brother, he moved from one Taekwondo gym to another in the countryside, where he met Manager Hong and joined the company.

After joining the company, Director Choi stood out in large and small struggles and became the company director in just two years, a position that usually takes 6 to 7 years.

The neat and reliable Chief Choi didn’t detect the child’s murderous intent. He couldn’t even sense any other signs and couldn’t avoid the first stab. It was even a vital point. Is this what a rookie is?

“Director Choi, you can’t hold out for much longer. If you call an ambulance right now, you can save his life. If Director Choi dies, you and your family will be finished, you know that, right?”

“······.”

“Hey, you little punk! Speak up! Speak up···.”

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‘What are you talking about? Talking.’

Maru breathed thinly and shallowly. It was impossible to tell from the outside whether he was breathing or not. His heart, which had been pounding, was beating calmly as if it had never been like that. Regular and quiet movements.

Backlash? If you go out carelessly thinking about something like that, you’ll just end up with your nose pierced.

What Manager Hong did when he said he would scout her was to send Maru to Japan and then give hundreds of millions of dollars worth of drugs to his mother, Mrs. Oh Mi-ye.

Judging from what Manager Hong had said, it was clear that his father and younger sister had already been affected.

In this situation, aren’t you talking to Manager Hong or the person below him?

I had to get this place sorted out quickly and go to World Livestock. If I got there late or noticed something was wrong here, my father and brother might be in danger.

And even if his father or younger brother were in danger, there was no way. If he stopped here, it was clear that Maru’s family and Maru himself would never be able to escape the organization for the rest of their lives.

In that case, it would have been better to decide it to the death.

Maru had a belief in his heart behind his decision. After experiencing the earthquake in Japan, his senses and physical abilities somehow seemed to have improved. Things like his grip strength, his agility, and his stamina.

I need to get my fitness measured to know for sure, but I definitely feel a difference.

Sneak-

Director Baek turns to the side. Even though I was looking at Director Baek’s face, I could see his legs. It was too strange a feeling to describe it as a broadening of my field of vision.

Director Baek was making a face that looked like he was going to faint as he drained the broth.

The sense of discomfort contained within it. It’s fake.

Maru moved according to his own senses.

“You …

“······.”

Director Baek took a deep breath and muttered.

“My sister is a fragrant wild ginseng.

The moment Maru rushed in, the corners of Director Baek’s mouth rose without him realizing it.

As expected, he was young.

To fall for such a minor provocation.

At the same time that Baek Sil-jang’s center of gravity shifted diagonally from behind, he grabbed Maru’s sleeve with his left hand while covering the carotid artery with his remaining four fingers of his right arm!

Director Baek’s waist bounced gently.

If you just stick it in the ground like this, its head will burst. Or its neck will break.

‘It’s over!’

Caught it···

Caught it?

Director Baek put strength into his left arm.

I didn’t feel like I had any strength.

I caught the guy······.

I definitely caught it.

cook-

I felt my knees bend.

dump-

The body that had been kneeling collapsed forward.

Blood flowing on the floor. His own fingers rolling around.

Director Choi, who was exhaling with a groan, looked at himself with a vain expression.

‘Get the fuck up. Get up.’

Despite Baek’s urging, his body did not move. His body did not feel like his own.

The hot sensation that follows.

The back of my neck felt hot, as if a hot iron skewer had been stuck into it.

Ah, I got hit.

How did it happen?

I definitely caught it.

Director Baek’s pupils slowly dilated.

It’s a matter of the account.