Free Web Novel‘Do I really have to hand out guns to these gangster bastards too?’
The situation was one step away from complete chaos.
Wang Wei, sitting here under the title of mediator, was just as greedy as his face suggested.
Yoo Seongjin, fists ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ clenched and face red, was furious at being betrayed by someone he had thought was a longtime friend.
“Hey, you think I, Hao Xun, came into Korea without any countermeasures?”
Though the muzzle of a gun was aimed squarely at his head, Hao Xun showed no trace of panic. The sight made me chuckle.
Whether it was bravado or actual preparation, the man had guts.
“Kill every last bastard holding a gun.”
I murmured quietly to Ma Chief. My words went straight through his phone to the subordinates waiting outside.
Moments later, the restaurant windows shattered, and Wang Wei’s gunmen fell, blood pouring from their heads.
“Who the hell said Korea is a gun-safe country? Everyone and their dog is running around waving guns.”
I raked my hair back and stood, muttering under my breath. Both Wang Wei and Hao Xun turned their eyes toward me.
Shock covered Wang Wei’s face, while Hao Xun’s wore the smile of a victor.
I called out to the man still frozen stiff in confusion.
“Chairman Yoo.”
Snapping back to his senses, Yoo Seongjin rushed over to me.
“Yes, Boss.”
“You told me he was a friend you could trust?”
“······I’m sorry.”
Patting his shoulder as he lowered his head in shame, I brushed past him.
“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about.”
As I moved forward, Yoo Seongjin and Ma Chief followed me toward the table.
“Chief. Aside from Wang Wei and Hao Xun, if anyone so much as twitches a finger, shoot them. Things will get noisy outside, so lock down the area. If anyone asks questions, just say we’re shooting a movie.”
“Yes, Boss.”
As I walked, my foot kicked against a pistol. Picking it up off the floor, I shook my head. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
“Pathetic bastards, brandishing guns in someone else’s country. Guess gangsters can’t help themselves. Or maybe it’s just because you’re Chinese?”
Through the interpreter, Wang Wei and Hao Xun heard my words. Their faces twisted, and curses spat out in Chinese.
Unfortunately for them, I didn’t need an interpreter to understand.
I ignored them with a thin, mocking smile and headed to the table.
Sitting opposite Wang Wei, I gestured to Yoo Seongjin.
“Don’t just stand there. Sit.”
Yoo Seongjin sat back down in his previous seat.
Now Yoo Seongjin was on my left, Hao Xun on my right, and Wang Wei straight across from me.
Looking at Hao Xun, I spoke in Chinese. No matter how I tried, harsh words came out naturally when I thought about the way these bastards had behaved in Korea.
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be clever? What the hell were you thinking putting snipers in place? Were you planning to kill everyone here? Even your tricks are shallow.”
“······.”
“Think those shooters who gunned down Wang Wei’s men were on your side? Don’t delude yourself. The agents you planted are already dead, or at least half-crippled, on that rooftop. Don’t get your hopes up.”
The smug smile vanished from Hao Xun’s face, replaced with shock.
“What?”
“I never thought I’d see the day a gangster leaned on Ministry of State Security operatives from the embassy. Is that something a normal country would allow?”
When I first heard Hao Xun had gone straight to the Chinese embassy in Myeongdong, it had left me unsettled.
So I’d had the Black Bear Korea branch’s intel team focus on the embassy.
Sure enough, they found MSS black operatives disguised as embassy staff setting up sniper positions across from the Myeongdong Hotel.
Our strike team was already in place. They neutralized the snipers and took their rifles, aiming them at this very spot.
The moment my order was given, they took down Wang Wei’s gunmen first.
“H-How?”
Hao Xun couldn’t hide his alarm.
“What do you mean, how? This is Korea, not China. How you moved your agents, I’ll look into later. For now, let’s settle this.”
So the man hadn’t had guts—just misplaced faith. Clicking my tongue, I thought, a false cleverness.
“Are you Kim Muhyuk?”
Suddenly, Wang Wei addressed me as if he knew me.
I turned my gaze on him, his jowls quivering with every word.
“I’ve heard a lot about you. But you look younger than I expected······.”
“What the fuck are you babbling about, pig? You know me? Don’t pretend. I don’t talk with animals. Until I say otherwise, keep your mouth shut.”
“W-What? You little bastard!”
Wang Wei’s face flushed red as rage burst forth.
So much for a Black Society executive—he let his anger boil to the surface in an instant. I sneered.
As he rose from his seat, I fixed him with a cold stare.
“Sit down. Unless you want a hole in your head.”
I gestured toward the shattered window letting in the light. Wang Wei’s gaze shifted there instinctively.
“This is your last warning. Chief, if that bastard so much as moves a finger, shoot him.”
“Yes, Boss.”
“You said you knew who I am? Then you know I don’t make empty threats. If you want to test it, go ahead—keep standing.”
I began folding my fingers down one by one.
Wang Wei kept glancing at the window, calculating.
Rage can always be subdued by greater force.
Just before I folded the last finger, Wang Wei sat back down.
“You should’ve listened when I spoke nicely. From now on, until I address you, keep your fucking mouth shut.”
He clenched his jaw so hard blood trickled at the corner of his lips.
“Chairman Yoo.”
“Yes, Boss.”
“Don’t you think I should be the one stepping in now?”
“······I apologize.”
“I’m very disappointed. You can’t manage your subordinates, and you let a man you called a friend betray you. Is this what passes for the boss of Korea’s underworld? Seems I expected too much from you.”
“N-No, sir.”
Yoo Seongjin bowed hastily.
“Of course one wants to trust an old friend. But that’s no excuse. You need to know your position, Chairman Yoo. You need to learn to judge people. The moment I saw that pig’s face I knew he was sly. Wasn’t Director Kang’s affair the same kind of thing?”
“I’m sorry.”
“If I leave things in your hands, it’ll only get worse. I’ll handle it.”
“As you command, Boss. But allow me to take Wang Wei myself······.”
Lifting his head, Yoo Seongjin glared at Wang Wei with killing intent.
“Of course. That’s only right.”
With that, I turned back to Hao Xun.
“I can see those eyes darting. Still don’t get the situation? All your cards are gone.”
“······Are you saying you killed state security agents? You’re insane. You won’t get away with this.”
“Why not? You think China can lodge a protest because their operatives were shot dead attempting an assassination in downtown Seoul with sniper rifles? Go ahead.”
I smirked. Hao Xun’s face was drained white.
“Try it. I’ll formally demand the Foreign Ministry explain when China started doing the dirty work of triads. Or better yet, I’ll leak it to the U.S.—they’d love it. A perfect excuse to squeeze China. ‘The Chinese government supports drug-peddling syndicates, and the funds flow straight to Party elites’ slush accounts.’”
Hao Xun’s trembling hands gave him away.
“The more this spreads, the less chance you’ll have to survive. Still want to try threatening me? China executes drug traffickers without mercy, doesn’t it? Even foreigners. No exceptions.”
Not long ago, a Korean was executed at lightning speed for methamphetamine trafficking. The nation had been outraged, especially since Beijing had informed Seoul a month after carrying it out.
Now, imagine it revealed that embassy operatives had attempted an assassination in collusion with a drug syndicate. The fallout was obvious.
Realizing it, fear clouded Hao Xun’s face.
“I know you came up through the Communist Youth League. You understand exactly what I mean, don’t you?”
“······Damn it.”
“I heard you were sharp for a gangster. So here’s what you’ll do. Simple. From today, you halt all drug sales in Korea. And you drive every other Chinese syndicate out. Make sure no Chinese group ever sells drugs here again.”
“I’ll stop drug sales. But as for the others······.”
I cut him off with a raised hand.
“Hao Xun, do you think I’m asking?”
“······.”
“Don’t mistake me. This isn’t a request, it’s an order. If you refuse, I’ll hand everything to the Chinese government and the U.S. administration. Chairman Jiang Zemin will be delighted. He’ll have a perfect weapon against your Youth League faction.”
“······I’ll do it.”
Hao Xun had no choice. If this turned into a political scandal, it would be the end not just of him but of his patrons in the Youth League.
“In exchange, you’ll take over all drug distribution into Japan that currently routes through Korea. I’ll cover you. That way the Black Dragon Society won’t be left empty-handed. Selling in Japan is more profitable than Korea anyway.”
Light returned to Hao Xun’s eyes.
“And what changes with your backing?”
Even cornered, his instinct to seize profit was intact. I liked that.
“That depends on how your organization behaves. If you’re not sure, ask the Youth League bosses behind you about my name. They’ll tell you quick enough.”
“Just who the hell are you······.”
“If you don’t know, go ask. You’ll see I’m not bluffing.”
Hao Xun wavered, uncertain. I didn’t care to waste more time. Waving a hand dismissively, I pressed him.
“So what’s it going to be? Die here, or take my deal?”
“I’ll accept the deal.”
“Good. You’re smart enough not to try anything foolish. If you think leaving this room gives you an opening, think again. The moment you scheme, you and your whole family go straight to hell.”
“······.”
Struck right where it hurt, Hao Xun flinched. Typical—false cleverness always runs the same patterns.
“By the way, it really wasn’t your Black Dragon Society that reached out to Director Kang Junwoo, was it?”
“I don’t know what you mean. That man and I are mortal enemies.”
“Of course. It never made sense. No gangster would offer terms in the middle of a blood war. Good. You can go now.”
I turned to Ma Chief.
“Tell the team downstairs to escort Hao Xun and his men out.”
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Now it was time to deal with the pig who had planned and staged this entire fiasco.
