The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 70
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#Episode 70
“That bastard Taek-su is way too damn fast… huh?”
Gu Tae-il was about to growl when he spotted Eun-sung and his companions over Yeom Taek-su’s shoulder and stopped himself.
“Who’s that in the back?”
“Ah… the people I mentioned on the phone earlier…”
“I see.”
Gu Tae-il nodded in understanding, then bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle toward Eun-sung’s group.
“It’s an honor to meet you. I’ll make sure to take excellent care of you.”
“Yeah, sure.”
Eun-sung nodded, accepting Gu Tae-il’s greeting.
Flinch!
Gu Tae-il’s shoulders tensed momentarily.
Already seething with rage, he nearly lost his composure at the rich boy’s disrespectful attitude.
Gritting his teeth, Gu Tae-il held back.
He wanted nothing more than to twist the neck of the skull-masked bastard right then and there, but his dire financial situation made that impossible.
The Nine-Tail Crew’s control over the Bucheon Station area wasn’t solely due to the Incheon Alliance.
It was possible because they regularly paid bribes to influential figures across all sectors—politicians, businessmen, soldiers, police, hunters, and more.
So no matter how powerful Gu Tae-il was, he had no choice but to show deference to a conglomerate chairman’s grandson.
“Since these are our guests’ first visit, treat them well. Come to my room once you’re done.”
“Yes, boss.”
“Excuse us.”
Gu Tae-il and his subordinates passed by Eun-sung’s group.
“Are you insane?”
The moment Gu Tae-il disappeared, Choi Yu-ra pinched Eun-sung’s arm.
“What? Ow.”
“Why provoke him like that? You want to start a fight right here?”
“He won’t do anything anyway.”
“Even so, if a fight breaks out here right now…”
“Hello?”
Eun-sung answered an incoming call.
“Sorry, I’ve been busy hanging out with an old friend.”
From the conversation and Eun-sung’s gentle, affectionate tone, it was clear the call was from his mother.
“I think I’ll be late again today. No, no. Nothing dangerous. I just came out to get some fresh air with an old friend. Yes, yes.”
Eun-sung gestured to Yeom Taek-su with his chin, signaling him to continue leading the way.
“This way, please.”
Yeom Taek-su led Eun-sung’s group forward.
“Tch…!”
Choi Yu-ra’s irritation boiled over as she stamped her feet, but Eun-sung remained focused on his conversation with his mother.
* * *
Club Golden Sun, located on the top floor of the hotel, was once operated as an adult nightclub before the Nine-Tail Crew purchased it and transformed it through illegal renovations and expansions.
Needless to say, the process involved dirty dealings with municipal officials—a fact hardly worth belaboring.
Shrouded so thoroughly that ordinary people didn’t even know its name, Club Golden Sun’s interior was a labyrinth unto itself.
For this reason, the guests in animal masks were guided by Club Golden Sun’s staff to the event venue.
The main hall was furnished with premium leather sofas and beds scattered throughout, while a stage was erected at the center front.
The Second Floor featured side boxes and royal boxes like an opera house, where VIPs seeking greater privacy claimed their seats.
As ethereal music drifted through the air, guests settled into their assigned seats, indulging themselves with expensive liquor and food, inhaling Overdrive, surrendering completely to hedonism.
Pale smoke hung low across the space, while kaleidoscopic lights illuminated every corner.
The faces hidden behind masks asked nothing of each other’s identities, behaving as though such inquiries were unnecessary.
Here, names meant nothing. Status meant nothing. The past meant nothing.
Only pleasure existed, and the seat one had been assigned.
Yeom Taek-su guided Eun-sung and his companions to a side box on the Second Floor.
“This is absolutely sickening. What the hell are they doing?”
A voice dripping with disgust emerged from behind the leopard mask.
“This doesn’t even begin to compare to what’s truly revolting.”
“What do you mean?”
“See for yourself.”
Eun-sung gestured toward the stage with a tilt of his chin.
Moments later, as darkness fell, brilliant lights flooded the stage.
Whoooosh!
The crimson curtain swept aside, revealing the stage.
Light converged into a single point, illuminating a glass box containing two naked young people.
It was an exhibition.
Human beings thoroughly commodified and packaged….
“Oh!”
“Hehehehe!”
Muffled laughter and gasps of delight leaked from various corners of the audience.
“Damn it. What the hell is that?”
A curse spilled from Choi Yu-ra’s lips.
“Ugh.”
Oh Tae-kwon’s expression twisted with revulsion.
The young man and woman inside the glass box were worth less than the dogs and cats sold in pet shops.
Vacant eyes. Mouths hanging slightly open. Blank expressions.
Without even speaking to them, one could see their cognitive abilities had deteriorated severely.
A spec sheet was affixed to the box’s surface, listing auction number, height, weight, age, and body measurements.
Even information about vital areas of the body….
“Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. We are infinitely grateful for your patronage of Club Golden Sun once again. I am Blue Rabbit, your auctioneer for this evening, and I humbly present my greetings.”
A man wearing a rabbit mask topped with a silk hat, dressed in a tuxedo, offered an elegant bow in the aristocratic manner.
True to his nickname, he wore a blue cummerbund.
Clap clap clap clap clap!
Applause rained down upon Blue Rabbit.
“Well then, let us proceed with haste. Given that you are all busy individuals, it is my duty to maximize the time you have to enjoy your purchases and entertainment.”
“Hahahaha!”
“Hohoho!”
Blue Rabbit gestured toward the stage.
“Today’s first male and female merchandise.”
Click!
The spotlight illuminating the glass box grew even brighter.
The skin and curves of the man and woman trapped inside became starkly visible.
“Today we are running a special promotion. If you purchase a male and female pair with matching numbers as a set, we will offer a 10% discount on the hammer price.”
“Ooooh!”
“Of course, I must first provide you with a brief description of the merchandise. This male specimen here….”
Close-up images of the [Male #1 specimen’s] body parts appeared starkly on the massive screens flanking the stage.
“This bastard….”
“Hold back.”
Eun-sung grabbed Choi Yu-ra as she suddenly tried to leap from her seat.
“Hold back? For this?”
A murderous glint flashed across Choi Yu-ra’s eyes.
“I’ve endured for years—surely I can endure this?”
“But….”
“Not yet. Wait until it’s over.”
“Fine, I’ll hold back. But anything beyond this—I won’t tolerate.”
“We’re in the same boat.”
Eun-sung’s cold gaze swept across the first-floor audience and the stage.
Meanwhile, the auction proceeded.
“We will begin the bidding at 1 billion won per item.”
Whoosh—a male guest wearing an orangutan mask raised a [♂] paddle.
“Male #1 at 1.1 billion, 1.1 billion going once.”
Then a female guest in a chicken mask quickly raised her [♂] paddle in response.
“Male #1 at 1.2 billion, 1.2 billion! Oh! 1.3 billion! 1.4 billion! Male #1 is quite popular today. Excellent, excellent. Does anyone have interest in Female #1? Oh! Female #1! 1.1 billion!”
The auction’s fervor began to intensify gradually.
* * *
Thirty pairs of young men and women—sixty people in total—were listed as merchandise in today’s auction.
In merely two hours, hundreds of billions of won exchanged hands, and the merchandise sold as if it had wings.
Some buyers were not satisfied with a single pair.
One customer swept up five pairs of merchandise at once, flaunting their wealth.
A space where people are turned into commodities and sold, where money purchases those who have become commodities.
That was the true nature of Club Golden Sun—the Nine-Tail Crew’s greatest source of funds.
The money itself was significant, but what mattered more was that the clientele consisted of high-ranking figures from all walks of society.
Their immense influence served as a shield for the Nine-Tail Crew.
In other words, Club Golden Sun was the crucial mechanism that allowed the Nine-Tail Crew to reign above law and authority, dominating Bucheon.
“Hehehehe! Such delightfully supple skin!”
“My, look at how firm these thighs are.”
It was at that very moment when the patrons, having won their bids, were groping their purchases on the spot, creating an obscene atmosphere.
Thunk, roll roll roll.
Something that had fallen from the Second Floor side box rolled across the crimson carpet below.
Pshhh!
Sssssssss!
With a sound like something bursting, green smoke erupted from a cylindrical metal object.
“Hm?”
“What?”
The patrons of Club Golden Sun failed to grasp the situation quickly.
Already intoxicated to the point of delirium by Overdrive, their sense of reality and cognitive abilities had deteriorated severely.
They were nothing more than beasts—no, ravenous demons—enslaved entirely by desire and pleasure.
“Smoke grenades!”
One of the waiters carrying drinks, food, and Overdrive cried out.
But it was already too late.
Thunk, thunk, thunk.
Pshhh, pshhh, pshhh.
Sssssssss!
Green smoke poured relentlessly from the falling grenades, swallowing the hall in an instant.
The lights refracted, and people’s silhouettes warped as if melting away.
“Hack, cough!”
“Cough cough!”
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
“Get away!”
Some stumbled, some fell flat, and others collapsed entirely.
Thus the order of Club Golden Sun crumbled in the blink of an eye, and pandemonium erupted.
In the midst of that chaos, someone climbed onto the railing of the Second Floor side box.
Tall and lean, with a solid frame.
A gentleman in a skull mask and tuxedo.
It was Eun-sung.
Eun-sung turned his head slightly over his shoulder with a subtle motion.
“Kill them all. Except the hostages.”
“As desired.”
Whoosh!
Choi Yu-ra, who had already removed her leopard mask and donned a gas mask, pulled the chain taut as if she had been waiting for this moment.
“Going in first.”
Eun-sung hurled himself toward the first-floor seating area.
Swish swish swish!
Crimson blades materialized around Eun-sung as he hung suspended in the air.
Whoooosh!
Before Eun-sung could even land, crimson blades scattered in all directions.
A rain of steel descended.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!
Dozens of crimson blades pierced through the Nine-Tail Crew’s members, the waiters, and the MDs alike.
Snap!
Immediately after Eun-sung touched down.
“You crazy bastard….”
The moment one of the Nine-Tail Crew’s members swung an axe toward Eun-sung.
Crack!
The machete Eun-sung wielded with indifferent ease cleaved the man’s head clean off.
Spurrrrrrt!
Crimson blood erupted like a fountain.
‘It would be easier to just sweep them all away.’
Eun-sung’s lips curled with satisfaction.
The desire to deploy miniguns and flamethrowers, to reduce this entire space to scorched earth, burned fiercely within me.
Yet because there were those who had become merchandise, Eun-sung refrained.
After all, if I couldn’t distinguish between enemy and hostage, I deserved to be treated no differently than the Nine-Tail Crew itself.
“There! Those bastards!”
“What are you doing! Grab those fuckers! Get them!”
The Nine-Tail Crew’s members poured in like a flood.
A smile crept across Eun-sung’s lips.
Click!
The main hall plunged into complete darkness, swallowed by shadow.
It wasn’t just the lights that went out.
Crackle, crackle!
Accompanied by the sound of circuits burning, all electronic devices ceased functioning.
In an absolute darkness where not even an inch ahead could be discerned.
Eun-sung and his companions, equipped with night vision goggles, melted into the shadows.
“Happy hunting.”
The slaughter began.
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