World of Vampire Detective [17] R-18

I stared at the dilapidated apartment building in front of me.

Its name was Saeoneul Apartments.

Built-in the late 1980s, it has survived until now. The building looks decrepit and exudes a criminal aura, making ordinary people hesitant to enter.

"More than half the units are supposedly vacant."

Though the rent was cheap, rumours of it being a crime hotspot kept residents away. Most of the nearby shops were also empty. This place was what you'd call a dead neighbourhood.

I carefully avoided the CCTV cameras as I approached the apartment. While there were still cameras outside, once I entered the complex, I didn't see any working ones. The few cameras around were broken.

"Convenient for what I need to do."

I avoided taking the elevator, knowing the CCTV there was likely operational.

I climbed up to the 6th floor.

"Unit A-603."

The door looked just like the one I'd seen in the drama.

I took out my Hwaryeonbido from my inventory. The grip felt perfect in my hand.

The doorbell was broken, so I pounded on the door with my left hand.

"Jang Seong-min! I know you're in there! Open up, you bastard!"

I deliberately shouted like a thug. My outfit was a black suit. My face might have been too handsome for a thug, but it didn't matter.

I sensed movement behind the door. Someone was looking at me through the peephole. I spoke with a mix of irritation and authority.

"Open the damn door!"

"You've got the wrong place. There's no Jang Seong-min here."

The voice behind the door was trembling. It was working.

"Jang Seong-min! I heard you made a lot of money recently. The boss wants to see you. Let's not make this difficult."

"I'm not Jang Seong-min."

"Fuck!"

Bang!

I kicked the door hard. It shook violently. I could see a part of it dented slightly. I could probably break it down if I wanted to.

"Eek!"

"You think I'm here to joke around? You don't know who I am? I'm Incheon Piccal, you asshole!"

Bang! Bang!

I kicked the door again. The surrounding apartments were all empty. Even if there were people, they would pretend not to notice. This place was like that.

"Calm down… Which boss wants to see me?"

"Boss Kangbae. I heard you borrowed money from us back in the day."

"I paid off all the interest, though…"

"Did you? Well, Boss Kangbae still wants to see you. Open the damn door and come out!"

"Are you alone?"

"Fuck, do I need a whole gang to deal with you?"

"N-No. I'll come out right away."

I focused on the sounds inside.

'Three people, maybe?'

They were moving around frantically.

It wasn't hard to guess what they were planning.

'If they were going to comply, they would've opened the door already.'

They probably intended to knock me out and run away, either abroad or somewhere else in the country.

'They're probably arming themselves with a baseball bat or a kitchen knife. They wouldn't have guns; those are hard to come by in Korea.'

Even if they had guns, it didn't matter. My Yeongcheon Style skill level was 5. I couldn't deflect bullets but could dodge by watching the gun's muzzle.

After about three minutes, I heard a click, and the door opened.

"Die!"

An aluminium pipe swung towards my head.

I wasn't surprised; I was ready. The pipe seemed to move in slow motion, and I swung my sword, the Hwaryeonbido.

The red blade drew an arc, slicing through the pipe.

"A sword?!"

"Surprised?"

I kicked Jang Seong-min in the chest. He crashed into the two men behind him, falling pathetically to the floor.

Thud!

I stepped inside and closed the door.

The two men picked up pipes and stood up.

Jang Seong-min, clutching his chest, tried to get up, so I kicked him again. My shoe dug into his abdomen.

"You carry a sword?"

"This lunatic thinks he's Yakuza!"

The two charged at me.

I stifled a laugh. Their stance was sloppy, and their bodies untrained. Compared to the three gangsters I'd faced before, they were like children.

"No need to use Yeongcheon style's combat techniques."

I dodged their swings and casually slashed with my sword. One man's body was cut, and the other's chest was pierced.

"Ahhh!"

They screamed and fell. I stabbed their necks to ensure they were dead.

"Ah… B-boss, please… Spare me… Please…"

Jang Seong-min knelt before me, begging with his hands together.

He begged so desperately it seemed his palms might catch fire from the friction.

"When did I become your boss? Do you know who I am?"

"Incheon Piccal of the Bone Steel Gang… Right? Please, I beg you…"

"That's bullshit. I'm not with the Bone Steel Gang, nor am I Piccal. I'm just a robber."

I pointed my sword at him.

"Please, spare me! Please!"

"The reason you die is, as always, money."

Just as I was about to swing my sword, Jang Seong-min wet his pants. A puddle formed beneath his knees.

"Ah, fuck!"

I frowned. If it had been a woman, it might have been different, but a grown man's piss disgusted me.

Swish!

Jang Seong-min's head fell into the puddle.

I hadn't intended to behead him, but the stench irritated me. Without a second glance at the bodies, I searched the apartment for anyone hiding.

"Nobody here. They said this gang had four members. Should I wait?… No, no need."

The remaining guy would either report the bodies or run. I figured he'd run.

"These guys were meant for Moon Ji-hyuk anyway."

Jang Seong-min and his gang ran an illegal sports betting site. In the drama, they made over 6 billion won and planned to flee abroad. But they left traces and got caught by Moon Ji-hyuk.

"Since it's not that time yet, they haven't made 6 billion."

I headed to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe without hesitation.

Inside were three large apple boxes.

Seeing their contents brought a satisfied smile to my face.

"If each box has about 2 billion… That's almost 5 billion."

I decided to count the money later and put the boxes in my inventory.

"I'll leave the bodies here. Dumping them in the sea is too much hassle."

With no evidence like fingerprints left behind, even if the bodies were found, it wouldn't be a problem.

[Inventory]

[Apple box]

[Apple box]

[Apple box]

[Hwaryeonbido]

I took one last look at the corpses and calmly left.

My next destination was Yeonghyejeong.

***

4.8 billion won.

That's how much cash I got from killing Jang Seong-min and his gang.

"If I keep tracking down and killing these illegal gambling operators and taking their money…"

I thought I could have an endless supply of money.

For now, it was just a thought. Whether I'd do it was uncertain.

I spent 4.5 billion out of the 4.8 billion just now.

I rented out Yeonghyejeong.

Yesterday, it was impossible due to customers, but today I reserved it. Luckily, given the current times, Yeonghyejeong didn't have many customers.

The madam smiled broadly. She didn't seem to care that it was dirty money. Cash is hard to trace, and the police wouldn't dare raid Yeonghyejeong, protected by high-ranking officials.

"Will I do well today?"

I was about to face a challenge.

134 women.

Excluding 15 who refused to have sex, I chose all 120, including the madam.

I was the only man in Yeonghyejeong today. The madam had sent away the male staff.

"For today, I've been eating nothing but eel."

I was already naked, sitting in Room 6 of Yeong-hye-jeong, waiting for them to prepare. My heart was pounding.

Feeling nervous, I gulped down water from the bottle on the table.

"I've got the camera positions memorized. I know how they'll record me."

Today's footage was crucial. I planned to create the best possible video, aware of the cameras.

"…Today, I become a legend."

I steeled myself. Even if I died today, I'd go out swinging.

"Sweetie, did you wait long? Ready?"

The door opened, and the naked madam entered. She was completely naked.

Her drooping breasts and thick pubic hair. Despite seeing her body every time I came to Yeonghyejeong, it still aroused me. Who would believe she's in her 40s?

"Really… I never thought I'd be doing this. If it weren't for you, I never would. And it's just for today."

"I know, madam."

I looked past her.

Reika entered, waving and smiling at me. The women followed her, all naked.

"If everyone's ready… we can start, right?"

"The girls are all worked up. We even used lube."

I stood up.

My dick was already fully erect.

I walked to the table and pushed it slightly. I was aware of the camera. I knew the best spots to be filmed.

"Let's keep the positions simple. First up is the madam."

"Oh dear… it's a bit embarrassing in front of everyone."

Madam stepped back. Watching her pussy juices trickle down her pale thighs was pitiful.

But today, I couldn't focus on just madam. Seeing my resolute expression, she gave a regretful smile and left the room.

"Next is me. Really, how do you come up with this?"

"Every guy's imagined it at least once."

Reika bent over the table.

Her pussy, surrounded by a bush of hair even near the asshole, was exposed.

I'd heard from Madam before that Reika was married. Her husband works in Japan, and they have no kids. She doesn't shave because her husband, who occasionally returns to Korea, doesn't like it shaved.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I pounded hard.

"Oh! Ohhh!"

I've had sex with Reika over three times at Yeong-hye-jeong. I know her well. Reika likes it rough.

"Ten times! Next!"

"Oh, please, go easy…"

Lala. A petite woman with equally petite A-cup breasts but ripened, juicy hips.

I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread it. Her pink pussy and asshole, devoid of any hair, were exposed.

"Love gel?"

"Yes, yes. I don't get wet easily."

Some women get wet easily, and some don't.

My cock split Lala's tight pussy as it pushed inside.

"Such a tight pussy."

I tried my best to remember the sensation. In hindsight, I should've increased my intelligence stat. Then I could've remembered the feeling better.

Once again, I thrust exactly ten times before pulling out. My cock, slick with juices, throbbed with bulging veins.

Lala exited the room, and the next woman stepped up to the table, presenting her ass like the others.

"Cherry, it's been a while."

"We've only met once. How do you remember?"

"How could I forget the mole right below your pussy?"

"Oh, you…"

Cherry's pussy was firm and tight.

"Next… Noa."

And so, I thrust ten times into each of the women at Yeong-hye-jeong.

There was no time to savour the sensation. Even if I spent just 30 seconds per person, it would take an hour for 120 women.

Thrusting ten times per person totalled 1,200 thrusts.

But it doesn't end here. This was just the appetizer. The real deal is next.

"Whew…"

An hour and 20 minutes later, I caught my breath.

I had sampled the pussies of all 120 women. I came twice during the process, and the floor was already a puddle of pussy juices.

"Now the real fun begins."

I climbed onto the table and lay down. I made sure to be in a position where the camera could capture me perfectly from any angle—front, back, side, or top.

As I lay there, slightly tense, someone climbed onto the table. It was Madam.

Seeing my erect cock, Madam gave a mischievous smile.

"Haha, you are insatiable."

"Is the first one Madam again?"

"I need to set an example."

Madam grabbed my cock and positioned it at her pussy, then lowered herself onto it.

"Ahh!"

"Exactly thirty times."

"I know... Hngh!"

The second round is random cowgirl. A woman randomly enters and rides me in a cowgirl position, thrusting thirty times before switching with someone else.

'I put a reward on this.'

I promised a 30 million won reward to the woman who could make me cum in the cowgirl position.

30 million won is a significant amount even for the girls at Yeong-hye-jeong.

That day, I came eleven times from a random cowgirl.

In total, I spent 4.8 billion won in a single day.

No regrets.