Rust - Chapter 51



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RUST-51

The shoulder that the knife was supposed to cut was not cut, and only the air was cut.

When I asked, “Did you catch him?”, it was Director Kim who rolled to the side as if he was trying to avoid the attack before the sword could even be swung.

‘Hey- you’re avoiding this.’

Clearly he reacted before the stabbing.

Is this a director-level thing? It was similar to the reactions shown by Director Choi and Director Baek. The murderous intent felt behind his back, and the employees who had collapsed like bowling pins were getting up one by one.

As expected, the equipment is good, so it’s ‘tough.’

Crackle!

A feeling from behind. Maru ran towards Director Kim, who had fallen to the side.

I twisted and pushed away the right hand of the man holding the pistol who was trying to get up after falling, and switched their positions.

bang!

bang!

I felt a blunt impact being applied to Director Kim’s body, which was being used as a shield.

“Director Kim!”

The employee who killed Team Kill called out to Director Kim. Maru nodded, thinking that this guy was indeed the director, since he had shot himself and was calling out to him so desperately.

huh?

Would the bulletproof vest be able to withstand being hit at such close range? Even if it could, wouldn’t your body not be able to withstand it?

“Ugh-” Director Kim exhaled with a wheezing breath and grabbed Maru’s trouser leg, trying to wrap it around his legs.

“Ah- Really-”

As soon as the atmosphere on the floor changed, Director Kim let go of the trouser he was holding and rolled away. As soon as Director Kim Soo-hyun gained some distance, one of the employees who had been waiting fired a machine gun at the floor.

Tudadadak

Bam!

Maru disappeared into the hazy smoke.

Tudadadak

The employee firing the machine gun thought. I’ll form a fire net with predictive fire…

‘uh?’

The employee felt something flashing and hot. He felt like he was floating, and he saw his own body firing a submachine gun right in front of him. He had no head…

Tudadadak

The headless body continued to pull the trigger. Then, blood spurted out.

dump-

Degururur-

Director Kim was speechless. He couldn’t even curse. It was like he was watching a high-speed camera filming a knife cut with water droplets falling. Director Kim and the staff members who were still struggling on the floor in shock realized just by looking at that image. Who made the dismembered body they had seen on the outskirts of Busan?

ah?

Someone let out a sigh that sounded like they were denying reality.

First, out of the 16 people who set off for the marina, 6 fell behind with broken ankles, leaving 10 people. They tried to stop the yacht from leaving the marina. After that, two people were hit by a projectile and lost consciousness, one was hit by a torso and lost consciousness, and one just had his throat cut. It must have been 10 seconds since that thing came out. 10 people became 6.

Director Kim, who had rolled over and thrown himself into the street, got up. It was clear that his left arm, which had been blocking the blade, was broken or cracked. Pain also began to rise from the wrist of his right arm, which had been broken violently.

“Syaaaannno–”

Before Director Kim’s instinctive curse was completed and disappeared into thin air, there was a sound of something falling to the ground and rolling, along with the sound of air being cut. Something with empty eyes rolled toward Director Kim’s feet. Director Kim saw the employee’s pupils slowly dilate.

“This fucking kid!”

As Director Kim was about to run towards the floor, someone grabbed him by the waist and held him down. It was the information officer.

“No, Director Kim, please be patient…”

Before the information officer could finish speaking, Maru fell down like a bowling pin and jumped into the crowd of employees who were barely able to get up.

“No way!”

With Director Kim’s screams as the background, Maru’s sword coiled around like a full moon.

There was no tearing sound.

There was no sound of cutting.

There was no scream.

There was only the sound of something falling and rolling on the floor.

Thump- thump- thump-

Maru threw the worn-out and broken Japanese sword on the floor.

There was a red, thud-thud sound.

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People were getting off a yacht that was anchored a short distance away.

‘Is that Charlotte?’

Maru’s wish was that it would not bother him, whether it was Charlotte in Seoul or Charlotte in Busan.

Ki-soon got off the mega yacht that she had been excitedly talking about, and people came rushing in. People holding various weapons were approaching her slowly. They were about 130m? 150m away, but judging by the speed at which they were walking, it seemed like it would take at least 5 minutes to get there.

The way they were approaching, thumping, was a really shitty atmosphere. So, the punks were like, ‘Hey, wait a minute. I told you to wait a minute. Are you having trouble hearing because your ears are blocked? Are you talking nonsense?’ while slowly approaching me?

“Ah- fuck-”

Maru lightly pulled out the Japanese sword at his waist. It was a good thing he brought two.

I think it’s because of the curve, but it cuts well, but I’m not satisfied with its durability. Chinese products are really good value for money these days. Was the one I just used defective? It wasn’t bad last time. Did quality control fail?

By the way, what about all those guys coming at me? More than 90, definitely not 100, one loaded Glock, two spare magazines, a total of 51 rounds.

The Chinese-made Japanese sword could barely hold out against 6 people earlier, and the World Livestock sword could hold out against more than 10 people, so if you take the average, it’s still 60 people, even if you take out one person at a time. It looks like it’ll hold out against 30 people.

“Ah- damn it-”

Pick- pick- shake.

I swung my sword in the air a few times out of frustration, and the blade shook slightly.

Maru had an epiphany. Since when did he start using a sword like this?

Pick- He took out a piece of sashimi from his waistband. It was a rose-patterned sashimi knife.

Maru had another epiphany. Since when did he start believing in advertisements?

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On the screen, Director Kim and his staff were chasing the departing yacht, shooting guns. Then, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding a knife…

‘crazy.’

The face of Chief Lee Ki-young, who watched the scene on CCTV, turned pale. He had eaten kalbap, rice balls, and bullet-shaped rice, so he could see how absurd the scene he had just seen was.

I remembered what Kim Yang had said about getting killed if he got in. Even if 20 people got in, they would all get killed. What if 30 people got in? What about 40 people? Could 40 people stop it? I couldn’t guarantee it.

Since ‘that kind of thing’ moved together with Ms. Kim, there was no way the company could catch Ms. Kim. Ms. Kim alone was enough to make me go crazy, but if ‘that kind of thing’ was next to me, it was ‘no answer’ itself.

Apart from that, if you can somehow scout that, if you’re a little greedy, if you can scout that with Kim Yang, it’s a hundred times better than using 30~40 incompetent guys. No, sometimes it’s more efficient to use those two than to use 100.

Wheeeeeeing

Wheeeeeeing

It was a call from President Sim Eun-young. President Sim’s voice, which was usually calm, was trembling.

[Have you seen it?]

“Yes, I saw it too.”

I was nervous myself, so how could it be any different for President Shim? President Shim’s voice was a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

[Ms. Kim, can you catch me? With that guy.]

“Ms. Kim is a difficult woman to control, but given her attachment to gold, it doesn’t seem impossible if you offer her a lot of money.”

But that thing that suddenly popped up was the problem. When I think about what Kim Yang did now, there was a reason for it. It was clear that Kim Yang felt awkward about running into that thing.

If they were close colleagues, there would be no reason to feel so uncomfortable… Then, was it possible that they were never colleagues in the first place? Then, for what purpose did they hold hands for a while? For what purpose did they hold hands? If that purpose is achieved?

“I’m not sure, but it doesn’t seem like your relationship with Ms. Kim is that strong.”

[Really? That’s surprising. When I saw it on the hotel CCTV, they were naturally together. Is there a way?]

hmm-

“Perhaps… it seems like they joined hands for a moment for some common purpose. So, if I could just figure out what purpose they’re joining hands for, and if Charlotte could help achieve that purpose, I think I could offer to be a mercenary.”

In fact, it seemed unlikely that it would settle down and be loyal to Charlotte just because it helped her achieve her goal. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t picture something like that being affiliated with one place and being loyal to one place.

Looking back, I wondered if that was a human being. That kind of person works for a company and receives a salary? It would have been right to keep a distance, just like a mercenary, and ask for individual cases. If that kind of person suddenly turns around, who would stop them?

[I see. It’s unfortunate, but I hope you can sign a contract as an exclusive mercenary, even if it means forcing yourself to do so. If that’s difficult, it would also be good to pay a deposit on the condition that you don’t act hostile towards us.]

“All right.”

Manager Lee Ki-young looked at the corner of the CCTV screen. He decided to think about it slowly for now, but what was important right now was Director Kim. Director Kim Soo-hyun was in the corner.

“Okay- slowly- shall we go and see Director Kim’s face?”

Wearing knuckle gloves, Lee Ki-young relaxed his neck and shoulders.

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The information officer held Director Kim’s waist as he tried to run away, struggling. Director Kim’s eyes were bloodshot and bleeding from his clenched lips.

As if he had no interest or concern for Director Kim and the person in charge of information, Maru’s gaze was directed at the people slowly approaching from that direction.

After writhing for so long, Director Kim withdrew his strength from his body.

As the excitement subsided, pain began to rise here and there. My chest, where the rose-patterned sashimi had hit me, ached every time I breathed. There was a chance that my ribs had cracked. My left arm, which had blocked the knife, was not cut, but it had not been able to relieve the shock. There was a chance that this side was cracked or broken as well. The swelling was already slowly increasing. My right wrist was somewhat better, but this side was not in good condition either.

Ugh-

Director Kim took out an ampoule injection from his pocket and injected it into his thigh. It felt tingly, then a hot sensation spread from his thigh to his entire body. The pain subsided, and his head became slightly dizzy. That’s why he hated narcotic painkillers. They made him dull.

“What the fuck is that?”

Director Kim’s voice cracked. The information officer nodded slightly.

“Isn’t that the kid who took down the Busan security team? He must have killed 30-40 people all by himself.”

The information officer was speechless. Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I couldn’t believe it, so how could I know what I saw at the scene at the time? Even if I saw it again now, I couldn’t imagine it.

“But why doesn’t that kid finish us off?”

The information officer showed what he was holding tightly in one hand. It was a grenade with the safety pin missing. Then he held out the claymore hanging from his waist. Director Kim laughed in vain.

“Crazy Torai.”

Hehehe

Ah- fucking ribs-

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Maru heard a giggle next to him.

It was just a grenade, but it was difficult to be confident that Cremoa could dodge it perfectly.

There was no need to worry about the two remaining World Organization members when there were probably over 90 thugs scurrying around and getting into a fight. They didn’t seem to have any particular killing intent, and they weren’t rushing at me to kill me, so I decided to just ignore them.

Rather, the problem was the people who were trying to gather from that side. Come to think of it, they weren’t the kids who came from Seoul on an expedition. Then, they were called Busan Charlotte. Why did they come here?

Tsk-

Maru didn’t like the Japanese sword and the rose knife at all. Should I search the corpse? Kim Yang was good at farming from the corpse, but searching the corpse was still a bit difficult. It was at times like this that Kim Yang should have been there.

Well, there’s nothing he can do, Maru said with a reluctant expression as he began to search through the corpse. He thought it was a good thing he was wearing a bulletproof mask.

The corpses were wearing bulletproof vests over their armored suits. That’s why the swords wouldn’t penetrate them. They had tactical gloves on their forearms, shin guards, and shin guards, and their shoes were special tactical boots, expensive shoes that safely protected their ankles.

When I saw this, I thought that the tempo was really strong.

oh-

Maru, who was searching through the corpse, took out a knife. It was a Bowie knife, about 50~55cm in total length, and the blade length was 38~40cm. It was thick and, above all, looked sturdy. In addition, there were several other things that looked like military bayonets.

As Maru was frantically collecting knives, one person from the group came forward.

It was Manager Lee Ki-young.

Director Kim Soo-hyun had a seizure when he saw him.