Chapter 64

Chapter 64

“Y-You are.”

Jo Bongsu stepped backward with an expression as if he had seen a grim reaper.

“Why are you not answering?”

Choi Yura’s eyes flashed wildly.

“You were talking about me just now, weren’t you? Were you not?”

“No, I was not.”

“What do you mean, no? What was it again? Plastered in tattoos all over...... what was it?”

Choi Yura searched her memory as she spoke.

“I believe he said, ‘If you pick up some crazy bitch plastered in tattoos, do not even think about doing business. Call the office first.’”

Eunseong, who had been silently listening, helped her.

“And he also said, ‘How do you know that crazy bitch?’”

“I know that much, all right?”

Choi Yura whipped her head around and snapped at him.

“I help and you still complain.”

“Who asked you to help?”

Choi Yura turned her gaze back to Jo Bongsu.

“Anyway, that crazy bitch was me, right?”

“It is a misunderstanding.”

Jo Bongsu desperately denied it.

“What misunderstanding? Is there another crazy bitch plastered in tattoos besides me?”

“There are a truckload of women like that in Bucheon.”

“Shut up.”

“I-I am sorry.”

Jo Bongsu, who had been making a poor excuse, lowered his head.

In truth, it was not exactly wrong.

There were many tattooed people in Bucheon, regardless of age or gender.

Because the large-scale Transference Crisis had occurred three consecutive times, the entire city had become a slum, and as a result, it had turned into a crime city inhabited by many disreputable people.

“Seeing as you are still intact, did you go find a professional Healer and get treated?”

“I did not have enough money for a complete recovery, so I only took care of the urgent part......”

THWACK!

“Aaagh! Aaaaagh! Aaaaaaaaaaagh!”

Jo Bongsu clutched his groin and screamed as if he were convulsing.

He had barely saved it by paying expensive treatment fees, but Choi Yura’s kick was merciless.

“Ugh. Fuck.”

“I-I cannot watch this. Urgh.”

The taxi drivers of Taeil Transportation all grimaced.

Since they were men as well, they seemed to have a rough idea of how much pain Jo Bongsu must be in.

“You crazy bastards! SNIFF!”

“You think being Hunters makes you everything? Huh? SNIFF!”

“You must be out of your minds and desperate to die. SNIFF! Urgh!”

The taxi drivers pulled out powders of various colors from inside their clothes and inhaled them.

Soon, their eyes were dyed the same colors as the powders they had inhaled.

“I knew it.”

Eunseong sneered as if he had expected as much.

The powder the taxi drivers had inhaled was a new drug known as [Overdrive].

It was made by refining Etherium, then mixing it with existing drugs such as cocaine, methamphetamine, heroin, and fentanyl, and there were an enormous number of varieties depending on the combination and ratio.

Because of that, its effects and side effects varied wildly, from simple pleasure all the way to combat enhancement.

Even so, there was at least one thing they had in common.

Even an ordinary person who took [Overdrive] could, for a short time, display abilities similar to a Hunter’s depending on the grade and concentration of the Etherium.

While the drug was in effect, they could unleash superhuman strength such as monstrous power, reaction speed, defense, and more.

“Tsk.”

Eunseong clicked his tongue.

It was undeniably true that a person who had taken Overdrive was dangerous.

Even an ordinary human could become capable of tearing apart fierce beasts like bears and tigers.

However, no matter how much Overdrive they took, a civilian was still a civilian.

In the eyes of a Hunter who had received professional training and had abundant real combat experience, they were nothing more than easy prey.

They only had brute strength and no idea how to fight.

“Die, you bastard!”

“I will snap your neck!”

The taxi drivers, intoxicated with Overdrive, charged toward Eunseong all at once.

***

It took less than one minute for Eunseong to deal with the taxi drivers.

More accurately, he did not even feel the need to fight them properly.

‘Red Moon.’

Eunseong took the [Red Moon] card from his deck and threw it.

SHING-SHING-SHING-SHING-SHING!

Blades resembling a crimson moon ravaged the taxi drivers.

“Gaaaaaah!”

“Aaaagh!”

Screams kept bursting from the taxi drivers’ mouths.

“Urgh!”

“I will kill you. I will kill youuu!”

Perhaps because they had taken Overdrive, the taxi drivers did not stop charging at Eunseong even after being drenched in blood.

“Figures.”

Eunseong sneered and drew up Ether.

WHOOOOOOOSH―!

The crimson blades became a fierce storm and swept through the taxi drivers.

A scene even more grisly than what had taken place in the office earlier unfolded.

“Bleeergh!”

Yeom Taeksu vomited up the contents of his stomach.

CRACK!

“Guh!”

Yeom Taeksu was struck in the head by the chain Choi Yura swung and collapsed backward.

“Where do you think you are making a filthy pancake?”

“I-I am sorry.”

“Try throwing up again. I will make you lick up every last drop of stomach acid.”

At Choi Yura’s threat, Yeom Taeksu’s face turned deathly blue.

“You sons of bitches!”

“You crazy bastards!”

The other taxi drivers and gang members inside the office belatedly grasped the situation and spat curses.

“You damned bastards! I will turn you into honeyco...... Huh?”

A taxi driver took out a rifle that had been kept in the office, then discovered Eunseong and recoiled in horror.

Somehow, Eunseong was holding what people commonly called a “Gatling gun,” an M134 minigun.

Rifle versus minigun.

The difference in firepower was obvious.

In the first place, they were on a level that could not be compared on the same plane.

A rifle was made to be carried and fired by a person, but a minigun was something designed to be mounted on a helicopter or vehicle and project firepower.

Grin!

The moment a smile rose to Eunseong’s lips.

WHIIIIIR!

The barrels began to rotate.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR―!!!

The minigun spat out nearly one hundred rounds per second and belched fire toward Taeil Transportation’s office.

The bullets pierced the container’s outer walls and tore the inside of the office to shreds.

As for people, there was no need to ask.

The Nine-Tail Crew taxi drivers and gang members inside the office could not even maintain their forms.

Walls ripped apart into fragments.

Debris tangled beyond recognition.

And blood flowing out from the office.

A scene that, in the past, might only have been seen on a battlefield or at the site of a terrorist attack, lay spread out before them.

It was no exaggeration to say he had literally annihilated the place, so a troublesome task like confirming kills did not seem necessary.

But Eunseong was thorough.

“I should finish it.”

Eunseong took a card from his deck.

A moment later, a flamethrower was in Eunseong’s hands.

FWOOOOOOOSH!

ROAAAAAAR!

Crimson flames swallowed the office building made of containers.

Perhaps because of the insulation material inside the containers, the fire grew in an instant, and black toxic smoke covered the surrounding area.

“I cannot even get a sense of how insane you are.”

Choi Yura had prided herself on having dealt with all kinds of lunatics while working as a Hunter, but Eunseong was on another level.

How could a human being commit such acts and not even change his expression......?

“This should be enough. Let us go.”

Choi Yura flinched and recoiled in fright when she saw Eunseong approaching.

ROAAAAAAR!

Eunseong, with the fire demon at his back, was truly chilling.

His indifferent gaze flashed between the deep shadows cast over his face.

“Where on earth did you get things like that?”

Choi Yura asked Eunseong.

No matter how common firearms had become in the world, heavy weapons like miniguns and flamethrowers were not easy to obtain.

“Secret.”

Eunseong shrugged and moved on.

Clatter, clatter......

Shell casings spat out by the minigun were kicked by Eunseong’s feet.

“Oh, right.”

Eunseong turned around as if he had remembered something.

“Why, is there still more left to do?”

“There are too many CCTV cameras.”

Eunseong pointed at the taxis lined up in a long row.

“Just a moment.”

Eunseong took the [Looting] card from his deck and summoned the weasels.

The weasels stretched out long and brought him the memory cards from the black boxes installed inside the taxis.

“Done. Let us go.”

“Y-Yeah.”

Choi Yura followed Eunseong with a sour look on her face.

***

“What else did you say there was besides this?”

Eunseong asked as he shoved Yeom Taeksu into the refrigerated box truck.

“A h-hostess dispatch office, a labor office, and......”

Yeom Taeksu answered Eunseong’s question in a trembling voice.

In truth, the reason Eunseong and Choi Yura had attacked Taeil Transportation was not simply to catch Gu Taeil.

There was no way Nine-Tail Crew would collapse just because they caught Gu Taeil alone.

Unless they wiped out at least two-thirds of the organization’s members, multiple sources of funding, and the criminals cooperating with them, retaking Bucheon Station would be out of the question.

“Which one is farthest from here?”

“In the Ojeong Industrial Complex, there is a place called Nine Nutrition...... It is a drug factory.”

“A drug factory? They make Overdrive there?”

“Yes.”

“They really do everything.”

To think they had gone so far as to set up an entire factory to manufacture drugs.

“Wait. Isn’t Nine Nutrition the company that makes protein supplements? The one fitness YouTubers advertise?”

Eunseong recalled the company name and spoke.

“That is correct.”

“What is this, a spiderweb?”

Eunseong sneered.

Just how deeply had they put down roots......?

At this point, he felt as though even the woman selling tteokbokki and fish cakes at a street stall might be a member of Nine-Tail Crew.

BANG!

Eunseong slammed the truck door shut.

“Where are we going now?”

“Ojeong Industrial Complex.”

“You are really going to stir things up all night?”

“That is the plan.”

Eunseong drove the truck skillfully toward Ojeong Industrial Complex.

WEEEEEEEE-OOO!

In the distance, the sirens of fire trucks could be heard.

“Phew.”

“What is it all of a sudden?”

“I feel like I am making innocent people suffer.”

“Do you feel guilty toward firefighters?”

Choi Yura furrowed her brow.

The sound of the fire truck sirens gradually grew farther away.

“They are people who risk their lives running around to save others. I have only increased the amount of work such people have to do.”

“After killing so many people?”

“I do not think of trash as people.”

“I really cannot understand you.”

At Eunseong’s answer, Choi Yura shook her head as if she were sick of him.

Bzz, bzz......

The phone Yeom Taeksu had tossed to one side of the truck vibrated.

Boss Taeil

The caller was Gu Taeil.

He was the leader of Nine-Tail Crew.