Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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The blinding money that jumped out the window.

He immediately regretted jumping.

"The vice commander's son of a bitch! '

At the moment of breaking the window, dozens of Enemies, the chasers of the Ung clan, were waiting on the rooftops of the building to track down the blinding money.

When Enemies approached, it was natural for PlaySATK to react, but for the Ung clans, the Association satellite was always unresponsive.

'I almost searched for one!'

The chase consisted of the Enemies and their allies who faced each other dozens of times in the Fight Club.

The Bland Money almost died of shock with a few excessive bleeds while fighting Enemies.

Although it was healed again with a recovery item, the price of the item was several times higher than the market price, making it a huge debt.

As a result, the money had to play a more dangerous game and the debt increased again.

The blinding money fell into the trunk.

"Damn it!"

An Enemie runs for the arm of Blind Money.

I barely avoided it by rolling, but this is why I couldn't run.

One day, the blind money was besieged.

"What? · · ·."

The energies didn't run right into the blind money.

For a long time, I was just staring at the blinding money.

It seemed like he was laughing at the blind money of his miserable position.

"Are you going to play with it, Enemies?"

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The clamor of blindness resounded in the streets of the night, mixed with thunder.

'I'll kill a few and catch them.'

He made such a pledge that he was evil and in a state of battle.

It was then that the situation of excision, premature onset.

Papapod!

Dozens of arrows of light came from somewhere.

All the arrows stitched Enemie's legs and secured them to the ground and to the ground.

It's like protecting the blind money.

'Where the hell? · ·!'

The place where the arrow flew was the gateway to the silver advertisement.

'· · · In this rain, in this darkness, through a strong wind and hit dozens of feet?!'

The streets were as dark as darkness, the skin was so sore that it rained, and the streetwater was whistling.

No matter how well you handle merit, it's nonsense.

I was forced to think of it as a question of fact.

Don't you think you're looking at nothing?

[Silver Advertising Gate, Running to Front Gate]

What the deputy commander said about the question.

The voice of the deputy commander, who disguised himself as a connoisseur, hovered in his ear.

The blinding money rose again and began to run through the rain.

Pop! Pop!

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The arrow of light is constantly pouring towards Enemies while the money is running.

The arrow of light, which was as powerful as rain, wind, and lightning, penetrated the royal family.

The sound of the arrow.

The sound of Enemies howling.

The sounds mixed with the rain sounded as loud as the sound of his heart beating.

Kung, kung.

After dozens of strikes, the energies turned into needles.

The lightning merchant ENAMI was not able to get ahead of the bounty due to the injury to his feet.

No longer did the ruling of the faction interfere with the fugitive of the blinding money.

The money was one step away from hell.

'No way, no way.'

Beyond the incomplete field of view, a silver advertising gateway was seen.

Even in the storms, it was visible from the clock tower of the white silver ad, which was subtly illuminated.

The archer stood above the clock tower shooting a glowing arrow.

"Jump all the way here, Blind Money!"

The Archer of Black Ubi cries out for the blinding money.

Blind money squeezes out its last power.

Finally, the blinding money crossed the boundaries of the Silver Advertising School.

Paaaaah!

A student of silver commercials, Blind Money was able to pass the gate safely, but Enemies could not enter the gate due to the shielding of silver commercials.

The Archer of Black Ubi instantly cuts off the stiff enermy's breath due to the effect of the shield.

Wooooooooooooo ―

When the last Enemies fell.

The Archer of Black Ubi lands beneath the Clock Tower and walks toward the Bland Money.

The ferocious money releases its power and sits fluttering over the pond.

Peace of mind.

Really, it's been a long time since I've had any peace of mind.

I missed him so much.

"I heard from Lord Jo."

When I heard that, I realized the blindness money.

This Black Ubi archer is his wall.

That's what the first grade deputy commander said.

"Blind money. This is your first high school."

Nearby, he took off the black rain, which was engraved with the symbol of the silver advertisement, and covered the blindness money.

I couldn't lift my head because it felt like it was raining all over my face, even though it was wrapped in rain.

I remembered what the Deputy Commander Cho said in the head of Blind Money.

[I'm not the only one here. Apart from me, Mr. Hammyung, who is a wall teacher, is here. Trying to save you.]

"Teacher · · ·."

It has been a long time since he used the word 'teacher'.

"Blind money. Anybody hurt?"

I felt like I was walking underwater.

Consciousness is also a daily issue that is difficult to solve.

Worried about tomorrow, full of people in your head.

Father's greed and violence are getting worse.

A hell of a fight club and an increasing debt.

One day I suffocated.

'I don't know what to do, what to do.'

The world of blind money was only a father and a school, but there were no good friends or teachers.

There was no money to buy school supplies and references, no money to go on a math trip.

A player who has no money and is good at fighting small topics.

It was natural to have an outer circle.

Even eating alone was a noticeable day.

In the meantime, the third wall was too nice for a person.

It was foolish to search thousands and tens of thousands of pages of recruitment rivers to find a special type of silver commercials to send blind money to high schools that didn't need tuition to give up high school.

I cried openly and loudly when I received the Silver Ad Pass announcement.

Even if he stood bailed out like an asshole, he would pay off all his debts.

So I couldn't tell him where he was.

There was nowhere to call for help.

But for the first time today, I met a target who was going to ask for help.

The vice commander who broke into that hellish place.

A mural that defended itself from dozens of monsters.

I didn't know it would be okay to ask for help.

He opened his mouth without even knowing it.

"Help me, sir."

Blind money stopped his mouth right after he said it.

I didn't know what the hell he was talking about.

"Yeah, I got it."

He said yes very easily.

When he heard the answer, he turned the rain on the ground, but he could not stand on the ground for a long time.

His teacher, Hammyung, waited for the blindness money to happen on its own.

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The red lightning and fog that surrounded the building saw an arrow of light.

The eyes of the superior beings who left their names as sharpshooters and the sharpshooter's gaze and archery are activating.

'Neighborhood will protect the blind money.'

A silver ad with some of the best genius players in South Korea.

Head of Student Affairs, who oversees student management and life guidance.

Usually the best Mutupa of the teachers played the role.

It was not uncommon for a player to have a weaker skill than a student.

'It's not a playable character who has survived this crazy world for a long time.'

The player's name is Changcheon Myeong Palace.

"Wherever the eyes of the prestigious palace touch, it is like a spear."

It was a tinnitus with the origin of

In the top of the Ranged Attack Playable character, he survives relatively long and helps his protagonist group.

"This building is less than 200 meters from the silver advertisement boundary. No matter how dark and rainy the wind may be, it would be simple to keep the money in the Clock Tower at the front door. '

Blind money was rescued.

It's my turn now.

Red lightning struck the entire building in response to my signal.

Skill was activated in a building destroyed by Red Lightning of the Red Tiger.

At the same time as rising from the collapsing floor into the air, a shield of light was formed around me.

Spatial technique that manipulates or fixes a space to a desired state and changes its nature.

Spatial control, a derivative skill of spatial technology, could also be used as a shield.

The character I am currently angry with in the player's trajectory is a proposition.

My nickname is Yong-sam.

He is a Jewish youth and a silversmith who works as a silver advertising teacher.

'The teaching contract with the Emperor is a version that is far from real.'

The employer has a teaching contract that adjusts all his levels to the human level in order to work as a teacher in silver advertising.

Because of that constraint, I died without being able to use all my power in the story that marked the "Plago Concrete Layer Collapse."

'There were many users who were as popular as the enemy.'

There was only one playable character that could fly, defend, and capture at the same time as the older one.

Even the use of solvent spray is more consuming, so I had to use only skills if possible.

'Use the Madness of Solvent Gun carefully.'

While I open the shield with the power of the gun.

The collapse of the building progressed smoothly.

'The enemy did a good job.'

Between the blind money and the tangent.

The Red Cross did pre-work for the decommissioning of the building.

In response to my signal, the building collapses coolly as the enemy strikes the designated point, pillar, bow, and rebar with red lightning.

It was not difficult to break dozens of architectural laws and destroy buildings.

The Red Cross covered the entire building carefully so that no damage would be done to the next building, and the members of the building could not escape.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Bang!

― Ahhhhhhhhh!!

'I'm crushing it too hard.'

The enemy did too well.

The building is collapsing much better than expected.

I thought it would take 15 minutes to collapse, but I think it'll be over in 10 minutes.

The hostiles set out and slaughtered him very carefully.

'I am also a Ho.'

This building is the ultimate convenience and the evidences of the VIPs themselves.

In order to catch them, it was necessary to capture them inside the building, which is evidence.

But if we attack head-on, the blinding money will be taken hostage, and the trainer Ung and dozens of Enemies he raised, the pursuit troops, will likely interfere.

That would have made it impossible to capture all the players.

My operation was like this.

First, we aim for the birthday of the owner, who gathers both the key players and VIP guests.

Secondly, he runs away with the blinding money.

Third, remove the faction chaser from the building.

Fourthly, it seals and collapses the entire building, capturing all its guests.

Instead of blocking the entire building and having the wreckage devoted to the station, I decided to take care of the rest.

"Argh!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Collapse! Collapse!"

"Save the man!"

The ugly guests and employees were fleeing.

All the guests were players, but they were weaker than the silver commercials students, but they were not all weapons and were drunk and drunken.

There was no way the Red Lightning of the Ho could do its job properly.

"It looks good."

There was a red fog outside the window that prevented him from escaping, and the building was collapsing with a red current flowing across the floor.

A hellish degenerate establishment became a lightning inferno.

'Do you feel like deleting the charges?'

I admired this Abigail with great admiration.

Especially the entrance and the stairs.

It was intertwined and very messed up to get away.

"Let's not be so harsh. You're players, too."

No one will listen, but I said something to them.

I asked the enemy to cover up a little bit for a few non-players so they wouldn't die.

'Of course, there's no such thing as players.'

My grandson, who was only a junior high school student, survived with a harpooned limb.

This building will not be destroyed, either.

A little, a lot.

It hurts enough to want to search.

"Great deal, don't you think?"

I said to the best of my ability to hold it in space.

The fifth operation was to first collapse between the 7th and 8th floors to make the most of it.

The first one is the floor between the 8th floor of the VIP room and the 7th floor of the Fight Club.

The best part was to capture him alive.

"I mean, I am! I know who you are! Yippee!"

It seemed that he was still unconscious.

He tried to get out of space with his abilities, but the power I'm manipulating now seems to be that of the dragon clan.

Corrupt players were not capable of responding without a constant weapon.

'You were weaker than any other student player, but you survived the silver advertisement with connections, strings, and paperwork farms.'

The more I looked at it, the better I could compare it to the Zegaljagger and the Hammer.

"Great deal. I'm going to do what you hate so much from now on."

I flew towards the secret place on the 8th floor I saw in the game.

I told the Red Ho to plan ahead and ask him to destroy the place less.

"Argh! Argh! I mean, ahhh! Hick!"

During the flight, he deliberately hit the ground and stuck it in a falling building debris.

This short flight was very refreshing.

I walked to the deepest secret place in the VIP room with the best of my ability.

When I look at the door of the secret place, the best starts to play.

"W-what are you thinking! Evil!"

"What are you thinking? If you catch an enemy, you should get a reward."

I grabbed his head and took his eyes to the iris recognizer.

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The seemingly shabby side door slowly opens.

And what you can see is a 10-valued warehouse.

There were boxes of apples all over the shelf filled with cash and item cards.

"You've done a lot. Well done."

Like dribbling a basketball, I put my best head on the floor and reached out to the boxes.

Then the boxes disappeared into the item window of my special menu.

Seeing the boxes disappear, he screams at the pig's collar for the best.

When there's a growing list of items in your possession.

I heard a system alert.

What are you talking about all of a sudden?

"Ha."

Why all of a sudden?

I'm not using any weapons right now.

I just used the player's trajectory and solvent skills.

That means the skill level has risen.

"Hahahahaha!"

Skill use is sometimes increased by more than one level, depending on all weapon holdings.

I felt better when I didn't even think about it.

I looked up at myself with the pain of my best interests and the fury of my wealth.

"What the hell! Why!"

I was facing a lightning strike in the dry sky rather than being judged because I was wrong.

It's true you were struck by the Red Thunder of the Red Tiger.

I decided to hint at the best because I felt a little better with unexpected skill levels.

"Don't I know?"

"You, you don't know me? You mean me, huh? How tall are you?"

"Don't you know when you see this crow?"

I replied and looked for traces of flesh cut off on the palm of my hand.

I carved out the seal of Sidelentium and the stigma of the crow to the best who participated in the fantasy auction.

"You carved a crow on the palm of your hand."

He had a frightened face.

"Hey, Red Wall!"

Don't call him openly because he's embarrassed.

Cuckoo!

Reflectively scratched the back of the favour.

The strength of the dragon clan was expressed without regret due to the lack of public hands.

Two of the foremost teeth were broken when they were buried on the ground.

I didn't feel sorry for him at all.

My best interests had something to do with my old grudge, the grudge of a decade ago.

"How many pre-registered users did you lose because of you? That tutorial was like a real dog."

"What does that sound like?"

"I hope you feel like an absurd dog for no reason either. Easiest."

The grudge of the people of Mangem was deep-rooted.

I burst into cold laughter for a long time.

Humans are afraid of incomprehensible disasters and violence.

The most frightened thing that kept laughing was that I looked insane and no longer teased my mouth.

But while I was smiling, my head was turning cold.

"I'm not going to hand it over to the police like a grandson or a parade. '

I had no intention of judging by law.

Sonmingi or a parade.

I don't intend to let them live in the light of the world like the two of them.

'The best part is knowing the law. Connectivity is not comparable to the previous two. After a few years in prison, I will eat well and live well with the wealth I have accumulated as a result of my misconduct until now.'

It's been robbed a lot, but there's no way this rascal hid his fortune in one place.

'So leave it to the enemy.'

He used the position of teacher of the school run by the Ho people in his new service to connect with the Ung people.

This is the best thing the enemy wants to do.

The best of luck is going to disappear in this crash today.

On the surface.

It was time to join the enemy, thinking so.

Sa 'at!

The nerves that came with the sound of the wind stumbled.

Someone is trying to attack me.

I felt the wind move ominously in the collapsing building.

There is no system notification sound.

Then it's not ENAMI.

The opponent is a faction leader.

'Here you are, trainer Ung!'

The owner of an admission test for a silver ad, and a pet beast that he put in this fight club.

I anticipated that I would come to observe and show my most devoted pets to my birthday party.

He's one of the guys we need to catch today.

'If you don't have a hostile sign, you can handle it until the building collapses.'

The player's trajectory will be significantly reduced in time, but I will use the Cloudy of the Dragon Clan to stop it.

It was time for me to trigger the madness of the solvent gun.

Kaaang!

An unimaginable existence between me and the Ung Clan stopped me with a great sword.

A straight back covers my vision.

It was after almost a decade.

'Why are you here?'

It's the Baek Ho army.

In front of my eyes, the Baek Ho Army was confronting the Ung clan with a white child of the Poundchamfers.