Contractor (1)

A billiard room in Jeonju.

Seo Moon-yeop appeared at a place where middle-aged men, reddened by alcohol, smoked cigarettes and played billiards.

In both hands, he was holding a black plastic bag full of glass bottles.

Seo Moon-yeop strode toward the men who were preoccupied with betting on billiards.

"uh? It's Seo Moon-yeop!"

At the words of a man, everyone turned to Seo Moon-yeop.

"Oh, it's real!"

"wow! Who is this!"

"Did you hit an accident in my neighborhood today?"

"ha ha ha!"

Guys with a good laugh.

Seo Moon-yeop also smiled kindly.

"What kind of person is Youngmin's father?"

"uh? Me?"

A middle-aged man who smelled particularly of alcohol said.

Park Young-min's father was Park Joo-cheol.

Seo Moon-yeop's smile became more benevolent.

"Isn't that the guy who said he'd been in the business for about 5 years after getting married and then gave up drinking and gambling for 15 years?"

"ok? What is that?"

straight up stone.

Park Joo-cheol's expression was colored with bewilderment.

"First of all, congratulations on your son becoming a full-fledged Battlefield pro player."

"Uh, are you Youngmin?"

"sure. I came to tell you the good news and, at the request of my son, to never drink again, to die."

the pad itself.

"I beg your pardon?"

Park Joo-cheol became the most embarrassed expression.

"I also thought a lot about how to lose weight so I wouldn't think of alcohol, so I prepared an empty bottle."

Seo Moon-yeop carefully put down the black bag.

Then, he took out empty soju and beer bottles from inside and placed them on the pool table.

It was a solid package with one for each brand.

Seo Moon-yeop's smile was so benevolent that a halo shone behind him.

"I was scared just looking at the bottle, so I decided that it would be okay to make it sick."

Park Joo-cheol and the men who understood the meaning of the words looked at each other with fearful expressions.

"Are you all drinking buddies there?"

"yes yes······."

One person overcame fear and barely answered.

"My friend abandoned his family for 15 years and only drank alcohol. Please get out of my sight before I pluck out your eyes."

Almost like a psychopath.

Like the hesitant Red Sea, the men split around Park Joo-cheol.

Seo Moon-yeop slowly approached Park Joo-cheol, who was in panic as he looked around his friends.

"Then let's start with Chan Dew."

A soju bottle was in his hand.

"For reference, I was born in 1976. I was born in 1975, would you call me older brother?"

"That, like that..."

Park Joo-cheol was speechless. He didn't want to have a brother like that.

"I'll be comfortable. no complaints? Let's just think that the neighborhood hyung got scolded."

and······.

Park Joo-cheol, who stopped by the hospital and was completely treated by a super-human with healing powers, returned to his family.

The body was neat, but the soul was washed and washed, and the face was dazed.

"Hey, honey!"

"Joo Cheol!"

Park Young-min's mother, grandmother and grandfather ran out.

Park Young-min was also looking at his father and Seo Mun-yeop with worried faces.

"Seo, Mr. Seo Moon-yeop, how the hell did you take my son..."

Grandpa asked.

"I will never drink again. yes?"

"yes! Come on, I will live faithfully!"

"Aren't you even gambling?"

"yes!!"

It was a quick response that seemed to start a game.

"If you break your promise, we will meet again, so please stop worrying."

"Joo-cheol-ah, is it really?"

"Yes, Father! I'm sober now!"

It was a response that sounded like a new recruit.

Seo Moon-yeop now stared at Park Young-min.

"men and horses."

"···yes."

"I kept my promise. Go to the clubhouse tomorrow with the signed contract."

"Tomorrow soon?"

"You've been playing for a long time. You should receive rehabilitation training in advance."

"all right."

Park Young-min sighed as if he knew that the good days of leisurely play were gone.

Thus, close dealer Park Young-min newly joined YSM.

'Recruitment is really hard.'

The owner, who runs on foot, left for the next area before the day had passed.

I didn't have a helmet and I couldn't confidently enter the highway, so now I was holding a smartphone with one hand and watching internet broadcasts.

-Kyaaak! 5,000 star candy for good broadcasting! Ahh! Tired! I'm too tired to walk on two legs again! I need to crawl!

BJ Pretty Na-ri, who had a reaction of 'crawl out, bugs' crawling on the floor, was lying on her back and was shaking and even holding a defibrillator ceremony.

Seo Mun-yeop, who was giggling, gave away 5,000 more star candies.

-Kyaaak! Cosmic-class superman! Thank you very much!

Paprika TV's new big hand, the best man in the universe.

It was Seo Moon-yeop's ID.

Thanks to being immersed in internet broadcasting, the road was not boring.

At the end of the race, we arrived at Tongyeong-si, Gyeongsangnam-do.

Upon arriving at Chungmu High School, Seo Mun-yeop visited the Battlefield team training room.

"You are Jinsoo Kim."

"yes! hello!"

Kim Jin-soo, who is 190 cm tall and has a slim body, greeted loudly.

Because I had contacted him in advance, I was able to easily meet Kim Jin-soo, whom I had pointed out.

-Target: Kim Jin-soo (human)

-muscle strength 66/80

- Agility 65/81

- speed 61/75

- Endurance 70/88

-Spirit 80/91

- Skills 73/76

-Aura 69/69

-Leadership 43/52

- Tactics 38/56

-Super Power: Sacrifice, Regeneration

-Sacrifice: Absorbs the injuries of a designated person and carries them instead.

-Regeneration: Regenerate wounds.

Jinsu Kim was a tanker.

For a tanker, his strength was weak, so he did not receive attention, and he barely received an offer from the 2nd division of KB7.

As he was about to graduate, he was contacted by Seo Moon-yeop after he was worried until the end.

'Certainly my strength is weak.'

Fortunately, the strength limit was a narrow cut-off of 80.

Instead, it has a high agility limit of 81.

In addition, endurance was a strength with a limit of 88.

It was good that there was nothing more to teach with 73/76 skills.

Skill is the hardest level to raise, so it takes a long time to raise it from the beginning. But since I'm already 73, I can use it right away.

Superpowers suited both tanks. In the case of regeneration, Chichi Lucas of Paris also has a superpower, and the sacrifice and synergy seemed fantastic.

'He's just the quick-footed sub-tank that coach Gabriel was looking for.'

Personally, I liked the high mental power the most.

At that level, I didn't have to worry about losing my skills due to mental problems.

"It's true."

"Yes, owner!"

"What do you think are your strengths?"

After pondering for a moment, Kim Jin-soo shyly replied.

"I was weak, so I supplemented my defense with shield control. Thanks to that, the technique is good."

"Yeah, that's the advantage right now."

Seo Moon-yeop explained to Kim Jin-soo, who was puzzled.

"You have the talent to run fast and diligently. Do you have ambitions as a player too?"

"yes!"

"I will raise you to become a national sub-tank."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I know. If I point it out, it will explode unconditionally."

Seo Moon-yeop's discerning eye, known as the Midas hand, inspired Kim Jin-soo with courage.

"Yes, I want to go to YSM."

At present, the only place where the proposal came from was the KB7 2nd division team, so there was no choice.

Of course, if rumors circulate that Seo Moon-yeop has come, other clubs may want to poke them.

However, Kim Jin-soo wanted to go to Seo Moon-yeop, who recognized him.

"You don't have any problems? That there is someone in the family who needs to be beaten."

"Oh, no!"

Kim Jin-soo reacted in amazement, as if asking what he was talking about.

Seo Moon-yeop nodded. This was a normal player recruitment.

"Jinsu, you urgently need strength training, so join our clubhouse as soon as possible."

"I'll be right there tomorrow!"

Kim Jin-soo seemed faithful and loyal.

Seo Moon-yeop nodded.

"Yes, there is a leader with world-class training techniques, so it will grow like never before."

"yes!"

"Whew, that's good. I hope all players are like you."

Seo Moon-yeop patted Kim on the shoulder and encouraged Kim Jin-soo. He was a fine young man whom I hadn't seen in a long time.

But then the call came.

'Who is it?'

It was an unknown number.

Since not many people knew his number, Seo Moon-yeop answered the phone even though he was puzzled.

"who is this?"

Call etiquette like Seo Moon-yeop.

-Are you Mr. Seo Mun-yeop?

A thick man's voice was heard.

"Uh, who are you?"

-This is Shim Tae-ho, vice president of the Korea Battlefield Association.

"huh?"

It was an unexpected giant.

Of course, Park Jin-tae, the president of the association, did not seem like a big man to Seo Mun-yeop, who was also known to be funny.

"How old are you?"

-I was born in 65.

Even considering the year of birth, he was 10 years older than Seo Moon-yeop.

"...but what did you call about?"

- You caused a violent incident yesterday.

At those words, Seo Moon-yeop's expression changed.

It would be a headache if I tried to punish him by taking that as an issue.

Is there anything scary to say about punishment, but now that I am a player, I could be restricted in my activities.

Seo Mun-yeop said badly after getting ready to fight.

"You make me say the same thing over and over again. what kind of violence is that? Shall we seriously discuss whether it is violence or not? yes?!"

-I didn't call to make a problem.

"huh? Then what are you doing?"

It seemed that he didn't call to fight, so Seo Moon-yeop became very polite.

- This is a rather private matter. do you know my son

"huh? How can I kill your son... Ah! That mental writing..."

He was about to say trash, but Seo Moon-yeop stopped talking.

Shim Young-soo, the national long-distance dealer.

He was a mental trash with 26/60 mental strength, so he was robbed by Seo Moon-yeop after grabbing a teammate's ankle in a charity game.

Although he handles explosive spheres with good destructive power, Seo Moon-yeop advised Baek Je-ho to remove Shim Young-soo from the national team.

Are you trying to ask for it?

- You know. That guy is right.

Judging by the tone of Vice Chairman Shim Tae-ho, it seemed that he was not trying to argue.

-It's an open secret, but my son is becoming a problem in his team by causing a feud with his teammates.

"is it so?"

It wasn't even surprising.

Of course I thought so.

-You see, did you advise Director Baek Je-ho to take out Shim Young-soo?

"yes."

- You seem to have grasped my son's problem at a glance, is that correct?

"You know the problem, too, don't you?"

- How can you not know?

Surprisingly, he had a calm understanding of his son.

At that time, Seo Mun-yeop's mind began to organize his thoughts.

Yesterday, he mentioned the violent incident in the process of recruiting Park Young-min, and now he brought up the story of his son, who is mentally trash.

then?

"There. By any chance, you didn't call me to grab your son, no, to educate him? Haha, I'm not some kind of true education contractor."

Seo Moon-yeop laughs.

However, the other side was somehow quiet.

After a while, Vice Chairman Shim Tae-ho said.

-Today my son was put on the release list from his team.