I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 179

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Episode 179
Ep. 179
Seongcheol gazed at the room overflowing with certificates of appreciation and commendations, feeling conflicted.
But they were fans of Ilgyeok too, so it was only natural that they’d develop goodwill toward the One-Strike Service Corps, which followed the spirit of Ilgyeok.
Besides, just look outside the office.
“Yes. Oh, really? Thank you, sir! Appreciate so much!”
“Yes. Ah, Hunter personnel support, you say. Yes, it’s possible, but legally speaking, Hunter personnel support falls under Article 31, Section 8 of the Hunter Mobilization Act…”
Foreign languages he and Jonggeon had never even heard before poured out, and Korean terms that might as well have been foreign languages filled the space with their specialized jargon.
It was good that the One-Strike Service Corps was growing, but professionals from across the nation were arriving without accepting a single won in salary, offering to help with the organization’s administrative work.
In fact, they didn’t even need to come seeking it out—they’d naturally gathered at branch offices that had sprung up across the country.
Sometimes even Seongcheol would be startled, thinking, “Wait? We have a branch here too?” which said everything.
‘And so, before I knew it, even though it’s my own organization now, I don’t really know what business we’re even in anymore…’
The One-Strike Service Corps was gradually slipping from Seongcheol’s grasp, as if embarking on a distant journey of its own.
About half of those certificates of appreciation were ones he’d simply signed off on documents for, and then people gratefully thrust them into his hands.
‘Could this possibly be some kind of social experiment happening without my knowledge, or maybe a TV show or something?’
Seongcheol had reached the point of entertaining such thoughts.
Otherwise, how could things be progressing so smoothly and swiftly?
The document right in front of him was a sponsorship inquiry from a company whose name he recognized at first glance, so it made sense.
Just by signing, all the appliances for offices nationwide and an astronomical amount in advertising fees would be provided…
Seongcheol’s eyes happened to catch the three-line creed that Jonggeon had written down as the “Spirit of Ilgyeok.”
[ The Spirit of Ilgyeok!
1. Do not torment the weak.
2. Always live with honesty and do not betray others.
3. Furthermore, do your best to be of service to this society. ]
‘I’m not even keeping one out of these three things…’
Anyway, setting that aside.
Jonggeon whispered to Seongcheol in a hushed voice.
“So about that, hyung.”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t you think it’s about time we properly took our share?”
What Jonggeon meant was that a lot of sponsorship funds had accumulated in the back, so now they should siphon off their actual portion.
He said he’d already prepared the method for it.
‘Honestly, it does seem like it could work…’
Seongcheol’s mind was in turmoil, and he considered just giving his approval outright.
Based on the amount Jonggeon had shown him earlier, it seemed like they could withdraw several hundred million won without it even being noticed.
‘No, Han Seongcheol! You absolutely cannot go back down the path of darkness!’
But at the last moment, Seongcheol regained his senses.
He’d twisted himself inside out to get this far without committing crimes, and he couldn’t fall into temptation now!
Would his true identity(?) be exposed and he’d be beaten to a pulp by his subordinates?
Would his true identity(?) be exposed and he’d receive a life sentence in court?
That was Seongcheol’s problem.
‘…They say major thieves are economic criminals, so maybe I am too? Ah, no! This isn’t the time for that.’
Crash—!!
“Park Jonggeon!”
“Y-yes, hyung?!”
Unable to contain his fury, Seongcheol slammed the desk before him with force.
Then, struggling to steady his trembling legs, he spoke in a growling voice.
“Are you satisfied staying here, Jonggeon?”
“What do you mean by that…?”
Jonggeon trailed off, unable to understand why Seongcheol had suddenly grown angry.
Honestly, if things had gone according to what Seongcheol first proposed, he should have wrapped up all the business and fled by now.
After all, though it bore the name One-Strike Service Corps, it had no real connection to Ilgyeok, and while he’d endure a lifetime of insults, who could touch him if he fled abroad?
“Are you really satisfied staying here?!”
But Seongcheol resembled a male lion on the African savanna.
Moreover, the long scar etched across his eyes made him seem even more wild and untamed.
Jonggeon ultimately surrendered to that presence and answered.
“N-no, hyung.”
“Your voice sounds satisfied though.”
“No, hyung!”
“Well, you may be satisfied, but I’m not.”
Only then did Seongcheol sit back down.
…In truth, he’d been so tense from pressing Jonggeon that he no longer had the strength to stand.
“Hyung… so what should we do now?”
Jonggeon asked carefully, wondering if Seongcheol had some more brilliant plan in mind.
Honestly, when he first heard of this ridiculous plan called the One-Strike Service Corps, Jonggeon had harbored some doubt about Seongcheol.
For Villains whose common sense was to rob Hunters daily and survive day-to-day, talk of business ventures and stepping into the light seemed like pure fantasy.
Could this hyung actually be a weakling, contrary to his appearance?
Jonggeon had planned to play along for now, but if things didn’t work out, he’d betray him outright.
But when the One-Strike Service Corps became a massive hit, he began to genuinely respect Seongcheol.
Ah, this hyung is truly of different stock than us!
Despite possessing an uglier nature than anyone, he concealed it perfectly and didn’t settle in the darkness of false light!
Seongcheol hyung is truly the shadow of Ilgyeok!
So now, even if Seongcheol said he’d make soybean paste from red beans, Jonggeon would believe and follow him with absolute faith.
Seongcheol pressed his hands together like a prayer and rested his forehead on them, speaking gravely.
“We’re going to expand to the world.”
“????”
At Seongcheol’s extraordinary declaration, Jonggeon’s eyes widened in surprise.
But soon, tears began to well up in those eyes.
“Hyung, I didn’t even understand such ambitions…!”
As expected, hyung operates on a completely different scale than us!
Jonggeon had planned to make a quick fortune in South Korea and then disappear to some foreign country where nobody knew him, living it up without a care.
But their older brother, Seongcheol, was preparing an enormous fraud scheme targeting the entire world.
Jonggeon trembled just thinking about when this grave plan had begun.
“Well, One-Strike has become quite famous abroad now. Lately, we’ve been getting a lot of sponsorship and collaboration inquiries from overseas. Wow! You’re truly remarkable, hyung!”
Jonggeon clapped his hands together and bowed deeply to Seongcheol as a sign of respect.
Seongcheol watched Jonggeon bow and thought to himself.
‘I’ve already spun the lie… but is it really okay to do this?’
In Seongcheol’s assessment, he’d already squeezed everything he could from the domestic market.
To satisfy Jonggeon, he figured he needed to tell at least this level of lie to get him to buy in.
Jonggeon’s reaction was better than Seongcheol had anticipated, but the real problem came next.
Would it really be okay to expand the One-Strike Service Corps’ operations worldwide?
In Korea, One-Strike received such treatment as a national hero that there was less surveillance, but foreign investigative agencies would certainly keep their eyes wide open watching for suspicious organizations.
‘Well, when the time comes… I’ll just say my vice commander Jonggeon did it all and distance myself.’
However, Seongcheol’s plan didn’t change in its broad strokes.
After all, Seongcheol hadn’t actually played a role in forming Jonggeon’s slush fund.
And if he only told Jonggeon about this plan now, telling him to keep it to himself and dragging things out as long as possible, wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?
Seongcheol maintained a deliberately solemn tone as he continued.
“I think it’s time we changed the name of the One-Strike Service Corps.”
“Pardon?”
“For now, it’s just in the planning stages, but only you should know about it…”
Just as Seongcheol was about to share with Jonggeon a hastily improvised plan that had just popped into his head.
Creak—
“Seongcheol hyung, or rather, Commander! We’ve come to visit!”
“Ugh, the atmosphere outside is so awkward these days that we have nowhere to be.”
“Remember when we used to spread blankets in the office and play cards? Those were fun times, hehe.”
The original members of the One-Strike Service Corps came flooding into the office in a group.
Though called original members, they were all aspiring villains who barely managed to get their high school diplomas—hardly the elite type.
They couldn’t adapt at all to the current One-Strike Service Corps, which was filled with an elite atmosphere.
So after finishing their duties like beating up villains in the Tower and pioneering safe routes, their daily routine was to crowd into Seongcheol and Jonggeon’s office to crack jokes.
But of all times, why did they have to burst in now?!
“You bastards, can’t you read the room?!”
Smack— Smack—!
“Ow, ow! Jonggeon hyung, why are you doing this?”
“What were you doing?”
“No, wait, Jonggeon—”
“Seongcheol hyung was just about to announce the One-Strike Service Corps’ overseas expansion plan!”
“?!?!”
Seongcheol tried to stop Jonggeon, but he had already blurted out the classified information(?) while hitting each of his subordinates on the back of the head.
The shocked original members soon let out cheers.
“Wooooow!!!”
“As expected of Seongcheol, you’re the best!”
“Long live our captain!”
Their eyes gleamed with anticipation as they watched Seongcheol, eager to hear what this grand plan actually was.
…Though their eyes sparkled with excitement, Seongcheol felt like he was standing before dozens of ravenous beasts.
‘If I say something half-baked here, they might actually kill me….’
Beasts would have been preferable.
Before the One-Strike Service Corps was established, Seongcheol had witnessed firsthand how easily these guys could turn someone into a pulp, which made him even more terrified.
Seongcheol opened his mouth hesitantly.
“W-we’re not going to be the One-Strike Service Corps anymore… R-right. We’re becoming the One-Strike Foundation instead. It’ll be much easier to expand our business that way! It’s simpler to establish subsidiary organizations, you know!”
“A foundation…?”
The moment the members heard the word “foundation,” their eyes turned fierce.
Here it comes.
‘Did I go too far with foundation? I mean, what foundation could I possibly run with these idiots…!’
Seongcheol seriously began considering whether he should strike first and run away.
His survival chances would be better that way….
“Th-that’s amazing!”
“You’re truly incredible, sir!”
“A foundation? What’s that? Isn’t that the thing from that drama we saw the other day?”
“Wow! How do you always come up with such brilliant ideas, sir?”
Clap clap clap clap—
But what was this.
Jonggeon and the other original members erupted in cheers and applause.
In their minds, a foundation meant wealthy people driving foreign cars and parking in front of impressive buildings while receiving greetings from people.
Whether it was the gangsters of old or the villains of today, they all lived for style.
“Foundation=stylish life” was the equation, so it actually suited their tastes even better.
“Come to think of it, Daehwan mentioned yesterday that there was an inquiry about opening a branch from… Maldives? And you were thinking ahead like this…!”
“Me too, that German capital, what was it called… Berlin? I heard they sent an inquiry about opening a branch there.”
‘Maldives and Berlin, you ignorant bastards….’
Seongcheol’s head was already throbbing at the thought of actually having to establish a real foundation with these guys.
Well, he had gotten swept up in the moment and announced a globalization plan, but it shouldn’t cause immediate problems.
No matter how many branch inquiries were coming in, they were still just at the discussion stage.
Actually establishing branches abroad and expanding their influence would require an enormous amount of time.
The process would require massive funding, which would naturally deplete some of the slush fund Jonggeon had accumulated.
‘Right… Let’s just keep stalling for time. Eventually, I’ll find a way out.’
Seongcheol felt his head throbbing rapidly as he tried to dismiss them.
“We’re not starting immediately anyway, so just think of it as understanding the general direction and let’s—”
“Huh? Sir, they say strike while the iron is hot, so why don’t we just start right away?”
Don’t strike!
With no way of knowing whether it was the horn or Seongcheol’s life that would be extracted, how could he possibly agree to this.
But Jonggeon grinned and grabbed Seongcheol’s wrist, pulling him along.
“Actually, I have an idea, hyung!”
“…An idea?”
Seongcheol couldn’t fathom what Jonggeon was talking about.
No matter how he thought about it, a plan to expand globally couldn’t possibly progress this quickly, could it?
“Jonggeon and I are stepping out for a bit!”
“Yes, hyungs! Or rather, since we’re a foundation now, you’ll be the chairman!”
“Safe travels, Chairman!”
“So we’re becoming directors now?”
“Of course, you bastard! Hehehehe.”
Seongcheol headed out with the enthusiastic farewells of the Original Members.
And the place Jonggeon said was such a good idea he was taking him to….
“Jonggeon, isn’t this that hotel?”
“Ah, yes. That’s the one.”
It was in front of a hotel that had recently gained tremendous fame throughout Korea.
Why had it become so famous?
“You’re saying… this is the hotel where Frontier’s leader is staying?”
“Yes. The Road Hotel.”
It was the place where Claude, Frontier’s leader who had been the very epitome of mystique, had revealed himself for the first time.

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