Rust - Chapter 59



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RUST -59

Executive Director Choi glared at his right instep. It was so annoying. What was more annoying was that he couldn’t keep up with the guy’s movements. Not even with his eyes.

The last ‘retreat head’ was still hazy. It was definitely the best blow. Hyundai, that bastard dodged that too and stabbed me in the instep with a knife. And it was a kitchen knife with a colorful rose drawn on it… It was humiliation.

‘Fuck. Shit. Fucking KonoYaro.’

Executive Director Choi shuddered with humiliation, shame, and anger that he had never felt even when he was studying abroad in Japan. Almost all of his direct subordinates who went down with him were killed by the guy. It was the result of being deployed one after another. If he had waited and gone at once, he could have easily been caught, but if he had done that, he would have died.

“Fuck! Fuck! To that fucking asshole.”

I acknowledged his talent, but it was just ‘instinct’. But he couldn’t catch that kid who was slashing with his instincts? I regretted not only his ‘retreating head’, but also the opportunity he had created by cutting down his direct subordinates.

But the sword did touch the bastard’s limb… It wasn’t a fatal wound, right? I wish he’d just get stabbed in the butt and die, but in this day and age, what a butt. It seemed like the same move wouldn’t work next time. He wouldn’t fall for the same move twice, so there was no way that beast of a man would.

Phew – I was craving alcohol and cigarettes like crazy.

Dididididick

Didid …

It was a text message from the company. Executive Director Choi’s expression naturally crumpled. When he opened his phone, a cute puppy’s face popped up.

‘What is this?’

It was a message sent by Director Yoo.

‘What do I do with this?’

[Is this the guy I saw at Busan Royal Marina?]

?!

Wait, wait.

His face. I remembered the first time I saw him at the scene. His face was briefly revealed before he put on his bulletproof mask. He was so handsome that he looked like he couldn’t even eat raw fish······. Is this really him? It wasn’t immediately obvious because it was a frontal photo and a side view, but the more I looked at him, the more I thought he was that guy.

But, how does Director Yoo know this guy? He even has a picture of him? No way?

[How did you get this picture? Do you know him already?]

[···Director Choi, that’s the guy named Maru that you told Lee Ki-young to look for.]

Ah- fuck- but that guy, ah- fuck.

All that came out of my mouth was swearing.

[Where did he go, can you trace him?]

[···I confirmed that they entered the Royal Marina. After that, news came that they had made an agreement with Charlotte, so I was busy sorting things out and was unable to determine their location further.]

[···Then there’s a high chance that the guy is on the boat.]

Director Yoo had the same idea. They could have attached a tail to each ship that was leaving port, or used the marina management office to attach a location tracker, or they could have just gotten the identification codes of all the ships anchored in the marina and checked them one by one. If he was on board, they could have just turned over all the moored ships. If he was, they would have caught him.

It was tough right now. The Busan branch was virtually closed, and the surviving employees were suffering from injuries of various kinds. There were a lot of things to sort out, and he himself was injured.

[We will confirm the location by tomorrow.]

[···tomorrow?]

[All currently available personnel have been assigned to follow-up treatment, and the rest are receiving treatment.]

[Really? Then I know that.]

If you’re going to do this, why don’t you just call me? What’s the point of texting?

After finishing the chat, Executive Director Choi checked the available personnel. After signing the agreement with Charlotte, the people who were supposed to move up had already moved up, so there was a real shortage of personnel.

‘Should I hire a service provider?’

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Kim Yang was completely smitten. Very precisely. I found a good spot to watch and smitten, but it didn’t make much sense at first. Smoke bombs, Molotov cocktails, gunshots, what’s the point? I can’t see anything properly because of the smoke.

The only thing I saw was the one-on-one fight between Kim Soo-hyun and Lee Ki-young that took place far away near Maru? It didn’t look particularly grand when I looked through binoculars, but it was quite tragic. After that, most of the sound was smoke, firebombs exploding, and machine gun bullets.

How long did it take? I started hearing the sound of helicopters in the sky, and more than 15 people rappelled down. What is it? What is it! What is it? I looked hard, but as expected, the smoke covered more than half of my vision. Even the smoke grenades were a bit small.

But what was certain was that Baekjeong was Baekjeong. Even just seeing his fleeting shadow sent shivers down my spine. The combination of smoke and Baekjeong would have wiped out most of the kids. It wasn’t like that at first, but Baekjeong became more and more vicious as each day and each hour passed.

Somehow, just thinking about Baekjeong holding a sword made my heart, which had been made of gold, feel like it was shrinking.

Agjak-

uh?

The sound of broken glass being stepped on as if it were a habit. Could this be the company?

Kim Yang immediately hid herself. A moment later, a man wearing something like armor came in holding a Barrett. Barrett? It was Barrett!

A Barrett that the company wouldn’t give you even though you asked for it. A Barrett that was ignored as being useless for work. A Barrett that even had a really fat noisemaker attached to it!

It was a 12.7mm bullet. Don’t compare it to the 7.62mm bullet that was mainly used!

Kim Yang’s face turned red. Barrett is heavy. Yes, it is heavy. Maybe it’s dog-heavy. It’s okay if it’s cow-heavy.

The man took up the position exactly where Kim Yang had been observing, and began firing his gun at the flames seen in the smoke. A low, heavy, loud noise. I knew it when I heard it. It was a new model! Yay!

How much time had passed? As I watched him start to crack open the door, the mood seemed to be getting worse.

Boom! Boom!

The heads of the drug dealers literally burst like watermelons.

12.7mm, indeed! Ms. Kim had always believed that she was not a woman obsessed with size.

But look at that. Look at that hot result!

All bullshit! It has to be big. It has to be big. Look at the floor vibrating! Kim Yang wanted to hug Barrett with both hands.

‘You have to endure it. You have to endure it.’

Contrary to Kim Yang’s pledge,

Swish- The Walther P22 in his left hand was aimed at the back of the head of the employee who was shooting Barrett.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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What the fuck-

Maru stopped the bleeding from his dripping arm. There were cuts not only on his arm, but also on his shoulder and thigh. The worst place was his arm. If he had done it wrong, his wrist would have been blown off.

It was scary to see them all rush in at once, but it was also impossible to ignore the fact that a certain level of people were gradually being sent in. I was able to deal with the first few without much difficulty, but as I went on, my concentration dropped, and my seemingly endless stamina eventually came to an end.

As my physical strength declined, my reflexes also declined. As my concentration declined, my reaction speed also decreased. And then, as if waiting for that moment, the old man who was so rotten rushed at me.

It was a movement that could not be considered that of a person who had been stabbed in the instep. With each step, blood flowed, creating red footprints, and he used his subordinates as meat shields while swinging his sword.

Maru also fought alternately with gunfire and swordsmanship, but as expected, someone who had properly trained was different. Maybe because he was exhausted, being fast wasn’t enough when he was tired. Being strong wasn’t enough. The two years of kendo he had learned in middle school weren’t enough.

“Hey- you little shit- you’re hurt. Fucking hurt, it’s huge! What the hell are you doing here! You need to go to the hospital right now.”

Ki-soon looked at Maru’s wound and started to flinch. Maru reacted indifferently.

“Should we go to the hospital? Are you crazy? Those gangsters will go to the hospital they manage and get treated, but if I go to the hospital with a stab wound, they’ll just report it to the police. So when the police come, you should stab them all and escape?”

“No. What the hell! Think about that later. First, treat the wound. I need to get this stitched up. What the hell are you, you damn butcher? You say you can use a knife, but you call me a butcher and all, and then you start talking like this? Huh?”

“Give me a bandage. Put some pressure on him.”

Ki-soon responded to Maru’s words by smashing his back.

“Bandages? Compression? Shut up, you piece of shit. Let’s go to the hospital first. Get stitches there and run away. We were planning to run away today anyway. We’re short on food if we go right now, so let’s go to Jeju Island or Yeosu to get some, get treated, and run away.”

At Gi-sun’s words, Maru sat up with a start.

“No, wait. I don’t know if this will work in the current situation, but I spoke with Manager Lee Ki-young, the head of security at Hotel Charlotte.”

“What I said to the hotel security chief has nothing to do with this situation. Let’s go to the hospital quickly!”

“Shikkeu- This is just a graze. As long as the bone isn’t broken and the muscle or nerve isn’t severed, it’s fine. For now, if we don’t antagonize Hotel Charlotte, Hotel Charlotte will treat us with the utmost courtesy, so let’s ask Hotel Charlotte about the treatment and the supplies we need. That would be the best.”

Ki-soon’s eyes widened slightly at Maru’s words.

“Really? Then let’s call right away. Should I call you? It’s okay to call the president right away. You said Manager Lee Ki-young, right? Let’s call that guy first. Right now? Oh, right. While you’re at it, let’s have him send a car.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

Maru was tied up tightly with a bandage. His body, mind, and heart were all sore. The phrase, “Know thyself,” was something to ponder.

Ki-sun looked around and said.

“But where is Miss Kim?”

“What? Where might it have been stuck?”

The floor was also hard and annoying. Was it because of the smoke grenade? If it had been like before, there would have been some support fire from afar, and now that I think about it, I’m starting to get annoyed. When I was harassing that old man, if I had helped him a little, he wouldn’t have gotten stabbed, right?

When I thought about it that way, it was really ambiguous to just throw it away. How could I leave it behind when there was such a difference in convenience between having long-distance support and not having it? It’s not like someone as long-distance as Kim Yang can just drop by.

‘Ah, but I guess I should at least do it once.’

You were just sitting there without saying a word? You were getting beaten up so badly?

Maru picked up the knife. It was the knife that the old man had thrown away while running away.

Swish- Swish-

The weather is a bit bleak, but it’s still good enough

“Hey- Why is that kid with a broken arm sharpening a knife? He’s out of his mind. Stay still. I’m going to make a phone call. I said I’m going to make a phone call!”

Swish- Swish-

Sim Eun-young felt uncomfortable when she heard that Manager Lee Ki-young was badly injured.

He was conscious and his major organs were not injured, so if he received treatment, there would be no problem in returning. This was comforting. The first vassal he had ever sympathized with. He was not a vassal of the Shim family, nor was he a vassal who had been tied up with money for generations. And yet, he was willing to risk his life to carry out his request.

Sim Eun-young felt good after seeing the video of Director Kim Soo-hyun sent by Manager Lee Ki-young on her phone, but she also felt bad when she saw that Manager Lee Ki-young in the video had been betrayed and seriously injured. She felt bad in many ways.

The video of the revenge will soon be sent to the Ueno Kumi members in Busan and the Kumi members in Japan. I, Sim Eun-young, will definitely take revenge. I, who serve you, will never forget you. This was an important message for Sim Eun-young, who had to control the Japanese organization while staying in Korea.

For Manager Lee Ki-young, who created this message, it was a matter of Sim Eun-young’s pride to just ignore it.

Click-

When she opened the locked drawer, there were three small metal cases in a shockproof storage container. As Sim Eun-young’s hand reached for the cases, the phone rang.

“Yes. This is Sim Eun-young from Hotel Charlotte.”

[Hello, sir. I am Kim Ki-sun, a colleague of Hamaru and Kim Yang. Is it okay if I speak to you on the phone?]

“Yes. It’s okay to talk. Excuse me, but what brings you here….”

[I have something to tell you about the contract that Maru negotiated with Manager Lee Ki-young. I tried to contact Manager Lee Ki-young, but I just got a message saying that he is currently unavailable, so I decided to contact the president.]

“Ah- So, are you saying that you will sign an exclusive contract with our Hotel Charlotte?”

Ki-sun was slightly surprised and responded to President Sim Eun-young’s raised voice.

[No, that’s not it. I’m talking about another proposal.]

“If there’s another suggestion, it’s that you don’t do anything hostile to Hotel Charlotte.”

[Yes, that’s right. We would like to receive the maximum courtesy that Manager Lee Ki-young suggested from now on, on the condition that we will not do anything hostile to Hotel Charlotte in the future.]

“Yes. It’s a shame that it’s not an exclusive contract, but if we get to know each other like this, wouldn’t there be more good things? No matter what you ask for, Hotel Charlotte, I, Sim Eun-young, will keep my promises. I will show you what the utmost courtesy is.”

Ki-sun swallowed her saliva at Sim Eun-young’s spirited answer.

[First of all, Maru is injured. The injured area is rather large, so quick and safe hospital treatment is needed. Swish-]

“Yes. And?”

[We are short on supplies for our long-distance voyage. There was a skirmish at the Royal Marina, and some of the supplies we were storing for shipment were damaged. Saaaaak-]

“Please send the list to the secretary’s office. I’ll ship it all out today.”

[And, I need an amphibious vehicle or a motorcycle. Ssuk- Two with enough space to load, Sseuuk- Can I get one, used or new?]

“If there is something that cannot be found at Hotel Charlotte in Busan, then it cannot be found anywhere else in Busan. After searching for it, the results will be notified by the secretary’s office.]

“[Thank you. Saaaaaaaah – boss]

Sim Eun-young felt Gi-sun nodding on the other end of the phone and let out a small laugh.

But what is the sound I hear every now and then?