The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 69

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#Episode 69
“Ugh, uuuugh!”
Trapped inside the refrigerated truck, Yeom Taek-su exerted every ounce of strength he possessed to break free from the cable ties.
It was no simple task.
The cable ties Eun-sung had used were no ordinary restraints.
They were made from synthetic plastic mixed with etherium, possessing tremendous durability, and they actively suppressed a hunter’s ability to emit ether.
Yet after more than ten grueling hours of effort, Yeom Taek-su finally succeeded in breaking free.
His wrists were shredded raw, blood vessels ruptured, pale bone exposed beneath the torn flesh.
Grit!
Yeom Taek-su clenched his teeth and summoned his spirit weapon.
It took the form of a shield embedded with spikes.
Boom, crash!
Yeom Taek-su charged forward with the shield raised, hurling himself against the refrigerated compartment door.
Crack!
After several attempts, the door finally shattered.
Thud!
Yeom Taek-su crashed onto the concrete-strewn ground.
“Uuugh!”
Yeom Taek-su gritted his teeth and forced himself upright.
Frost covered his entire body, and pale breath poured from his lips without pause.
His eyes were unfocused, wavering.
“Heheheh!”
A delirious laugh escaped Yeom Taek-su’s lips.
“These bastards… you’re all finished now… I’m going straight to the boss…”
Yeom Taek-su trailed off and closed his mouth.
Eun-sung was smiling.
“…!”
Yeom Taek-su’s face went rigid.
“Attention.”
“…Attention.”
Yeom Taek-su’s body snapped to rigid attention reflexively.
“Well done.”
“I… beg your pardon?”
“Well done, I said. You’re still alive, after all. It would’ve been problematic if you’d turned into frozen pork belly.”
“…”
“Why aren’t you responding?”
“Ah, no, sir. I’m responding. Um… th-thank you.”
“What are you thanking me for?”
“Um. Well.”
Yeom Taek-su racked his brain with all his might.
“It seemed like you were worried about me…? Yes, I was grateful for that, so I said it. Hehe, hehehehe….”
“Our Yeom Taek-su is such a good kid.”
“N-no, you’re too kind….”
“Your hand.”
“Yes…?”
“Your hand.”
At Eun-sung’s urging, Yeom Taek-su extended his mangled hand.
“That must have been exhausting, struggling like that.”
“Oh, no, it wasn’t.”
“Sure it was.”
Crackle—fresh cable ties wound around Yeom Taek-su’s wrists.
This time there were three of them.
“Think you’ll try to break free from these too?”
“I absolutely won’t. I promise.”
“Promises? What good are those from someone like you?”
“….”
“Come on, let’s go.”
“Yes.”
His response was spirited, but Yeom Taek-su’s shoulders sagged heavily.
He looked exactly like a pig being dragged to the slaughterhouse.
“See? He didn’t die.”
“That’s true.”
“But what about my arm?”
“No hands, no feet.”
“Tch.”
Choi Yu-ra pouted.
* * *
An hour later.
“Phew.”
Choi Yu-ra drained the iced Americano that Du-hyeon had brought, and her expression finally showed some signs of recovery.
“If you need anything at all, just say the word. I’ll go get it right away.”
Du-hyeon’s presence, having joined only after the frenzied dawn ended, proved invaluable to Eun-sung’s group.
Since Eun-sung, Choi Yu-ra, and Oh Tae-kwon were hunters with recognizable faces, they couldn’t afford to wander openly through Bucheon….
“Sorry, but could you go grab us some food?”
“Yes, hyung.”
After satisfying their hunger with the food Du-hyeon brought, Eun-sung’s group discussed their next moves.
“We’ve stirred up the hornet’s nest.”
Eun-sung smirked as he reviewed drone footage and traffic CCTV feeds from portal websites.
– Vroom, vroooom!
– Vroomvroom!
Despite the broad daylight, rogue bikers wearing Joker masks were tearing through the streets of Bucheon.
Moreover, Nine-Tail Crew members armed with various firearms were spread thick across the Bucheon Station area.
“What are you planning? The situation is this dire.”
“Don’t worry. We have our Trojan horse right there.”
Eun-sung gestured with his chin toward Yeom Taek-su, who was crumpled in the corner.
“You’re saying we infiltrate using him?”
“Yeah.”
“Not a bad idea.”
Oh Tae-kwon, who had been listening quietly, raised his hand slightly.
“Go ahead. It’s fine.”
“But what happens after we infiltrate? They’ll swarm us like a pack of dogs….”
“Don’t worry about that. It’ll work itself out.”
“Pardon…?”
“It means don’t think about what comes after.”
“Could you explain in more detail….”
Choi Yu-ra jabbed Oh Tae-kwon in the ribs with her elbow as he stood there bewildered.
“Just accept it. He’s always like that.”
“I’m not sure what you mean….”
“What do you think it means? He’s cunning. He keeps plenty of secrets even from his own allies.”
Choi Yu-ra’s words carried weight, but Eun-sung paid them no mind and continued with his task.
He withdrew a syringe from his inventory, inserted it into his arm vein, and connected the line to an Ethereal IV bag.
Soon the Ethereal fluid flowed slowly through the line and into Eun-sung’s bloodstream.
His forearm, where firm muscle was tightly packed, displayed the change.
A faint luminescence spread along the veins that bulged prominently.
“I consumed a lot of Ether last night.”
Eun-sung spoke with a slight grimace.
Ethereal IV fluid was notorious for severe vascular pain, a method even hunters avoided, but its effectiveness was undeniable.
“Taek-su.”
“Ah, yes.”
“You know what to do, right?”
“Pardon…?”
“Stop pretending you don’t. You heard everything from right here.”
“….”
“You’ll manage just fine.”
“I-I’ll do my very best.”
At Eun-sung’s words, Yeom Taek-su offered a servile smile.
* * *
That night.
The area around Bucheon Station felt more ominous than ever.
With every member of the Nine-Tail Crew, civilian or hunter alike, prowling the streets, it seemed not even an ant could slip through.
Yet there was a vehicle approaching Bucheon Station with unhurried grace.
“We’ll need to conduct a brief inspection.”
Members of the Nine-Tail Crew had stopped a white Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
“An inspection? That’s rich.”
Yeom Taek-su growled as he lowered the window.
“Ah, Taek-su hyung.”
“‘Ah’ my ass. You bastard, playing dumb? Don’t you even know my license plate?”
“I-I’m sorry. Tae-il hyung ordered us to conduct a thorough inspection….”
“Bullshit. Tae-il hyung never said to search my car….”
Just then.
Tae-il hyung—
Gu Tae-il was calling.
“Yes, hyung.”
– You bastard Taek-su! Where the hell have you been that you’re only picking up now?! Huh?!
“I’ve been busy entertaining some new VIPs. My apologies, hyung.”
– New VIPs?
“It’s a bit complicated to explain right now, but they’re the children of some very important people.”
When Gu Tae-il’s voice came through the car speakers, the crew members who had stopped Yeom Taek-su’s vehicle hastily cleared the way.
As Yeom Taek-su pressed the accelerator, the Cullinan glided smoothly forward.
– Are these high-value clients?
“They’re the grandchildren of corporate chairmen—among the top ten companies in the nation.”
– That so? Good work. You lazy bastard, always lounging around, but now you’re bringing in deals. I’ll give you that.
“I’ll work harder, hyung.”
– Right. We’re going to be busy soon.
“Yes…?”
– You know what happened last night?
From Gu Tae-il’s mouth poured a torrent of curses and details of the events from the previous evening.
“Something like that happened?”
– I’m debating whether to throw them in a blender and drink them, or toss them in a cauldron and deep-fry them to death.
“Then what about today’s auction? Should we cancel it?”
– Cancel? Are you out of your mind? We’re holding the auction. All the establishments are wrecked, and if we cancel the auction too, are you planning to pay this month’s tribute yourself? Huh? You think the higher-ups will just sit quiet?
The “higher-ups” Gu Tae-il referred to naturally meant the Incheon Alliance.
The Nine-Tail Crew, which controlled Bucheon, was clearly a subordinate organization of the Incheon Alliance.
– Make sure today’s sales go up. Sell off all the inventory if you have to, but get those numbers up immediately. Understood?
“I’ll keep it in mind, hyung. By the way, where are you?”
– I’m on my way. Should be arriving soon.
“Yes, hyung. Drive safely.”
– Right, see you in a bit.
The call ended.
“Well done.”
Sitting in the back seat wearing a skull mask, Eun-sung offered subtle praise for Yeom Taek-su.
Even seated in the car, his tuxedo fit was impeccable.
“You’re quite impressive.”
Choi Yu-ra, sitting beside Eun-sung, chimed in with agreement.
She wore a mesmerizing crimson dress and a leopard mask.
Her tattoos were completely concealed with special makeup, so without removing the mask, no one could possibly identify her as Bloody Mary.
“Th-thank you.”
Yeom Taek-su answered while beads of cold sweat dripped down his face.
* * *
The Rolls-Royce Cullinan that Yeom Taek-su drove arrived at the underground parking garage of a certain hotel.
Club Golden Sun was located at the very top of this hotel.
The hotel was guarded so tightly by Nine-Tail Crew members that only pre-approved vehicles could enter.
As 8 PM arrived, luxury imported vehicles worth hundreds of millions of won began entering the underground parking garage one by one.
Rolls-Royce, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bentley, Aston Martin—the vehicles varied by brand.
The peculiar thing was that most vehicles, regardless of brand, were large SUVs.
Multi-passenger vehicles like Kia’s bestselling Carnival, Hyundai’s Starex, or Mercedes-Benz’s Sprinter also caught the eye.
The customers who stepped out of the vehicles all wore animal masks—goats, lions, monkeys, horses, and so on.
“Please come this way.”
Yeom Taek-su, who had gotten out of the driver’s seat, escorted Eun-sung’s group.
Thanks to him, Eun-sung’s group used an elevator reserved exclusively for Nine-Tail Crew members, unlike other customers, and moved to the Golden Sun VIP room.
“Um, will you really let me live once the job is done?”
“Who knows.”
….
At Eun-sung’s answer, Yeom Taek-su’s face turned ashen.
“Just kidding. Promises should be kept. Unlike human garbage like you, us ordinary people try to keep our promises.”
“Th-thank you.”
At Eun-sung’s words, Yeom Taek-su seemed somewhat reassured and wiped his chest.
Ding!
The elevator doors opened.
Ding!
Simultaneously, the elevator doors next to it also opened, and Nine-Tail Crew members poured out.
“Taek-su?”
“T-Tae-il hyung.”
Yeom Taek-su flinched upon spotting Gu Tae-il approaching.
By coincidence, Gu Tae-il had apparently arrived around the same time and taken the elevator.
‘Ugh!’
Yeom Taek-su felt like he was going mad wanting to spill everything right then.
These bastards—these creatures that wouldn’t satisfy his thirst even if he drank them dry.
But he couldn’t.
If Eun-sung pressed just one button in his pocket, the two 1-kilogram TNT blocks installed inside his thighs would detonate and blow him to pieces.

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