God of Blackfield

The large and small golden columns that appear to support the building attract attention and the escalator hides itself to the left and right of the rising black marble sculpture.

Yellow floors, colourful lobbies, and luxurious sofas on both sides.

I show off my own posture to catch the eye of the one who hears everything. Nevertheless, four men in white dresses came straight to the desk like wolves grabbing corn.

“Welcome. ”

Even with the manager's greetings, the final day only looked at him with arrogance.

The Stone Canyon moves forward quickly.

“You are Mohammed Bin Walad. ”

“I was waiting. Thank God to see you. ”

The manager of the Buzz Al Arab Hotel raised his hand and politely greeted the group.

“The room must be ready, right? ”

“Absolutely.”

The manager put a nasty smile on his face.

“What would you do about Defazit...? ”

As the Stone Canyon raises its head, the winner puts Chanel's boxer bag on the information table.

Shh, shh.

All bags are $100 bills.

“I can't believe you're so prepared! I'll leave Dipazit unattended. ”

The Stone Canyon listens carefully to the end of the day and says something.

The final day was the moment when I nodded and saw the manager.

“This is the blessing of God upon our staff, Mohammed Bin Walad. ”

He took out three hundred-dollar bundles of horses and handed them to the manager.

“May God bless Walad. ”

The manager came back to the desk as if he had received money with an outrageous expression.

Wu Hee took the bag back, and Lee Du-hee, who was carrying the bag, kept the end of the day.

“I'll take it myself. Buzz Al Arab is proud of this room. This way! Follow me. ”

The hotel's specialty room, booked by Seonggang Ho, cost about $30,000 per night.

A manager who climbed an elevator overlooking the sea opened the room on the right side of the corridor.

Golden columns, red carpets, large beds that look like they're going to be sucked in, and three rooms that are independent of each other again.

What's the use of that big bed out in the living room?

For someone who uses this room alone?

“We have an iPad at the table to help you use your room. If you need anything, please let me know when. ”

The manager politely withdrew.

Idouhee pulls the phone out of her arms and presses the button.

Then the sound of four Arabs having a sickly conversation rang out of the phone.

I put the bag that Idouhee was carrying on the table and opened the lock. Then I took out three anti-theft devices with only one palm and gave them to the final day and the winner.

The two of them looked around the inner room, put the device in the right place, and then returned.

Nod.

The end date sent a signal first.

Nod.

Wu Hee Won then answered.

It's hard to be reassured.

Idouhee switches on the main device placed on the table.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

After the red light flashes three times, the anti-theft device immediately emits a blue signal.

“No eavesdropping. ”

Lee Du-hee picks up the phone and pulls off the inside cover of the bag.

There were pistols, silencers, bullets, and great swords.

“Check the time. ”

“I have three hours to spare. ”

The Gyeonggi-do instructed me, and the final day answered.

“Why is this dirty expensive room so hot? ”

I put a white towel in the basket and sweated my face.

The sea, the docked yachts, the watermelon-cut buildings, and the view outside the window, as much as the view in the room, were reminding me that there was another world.

Wu Hee-won pulls the map out of the bag and opens it on the table.

“Earlier, there was a separate employee in front of the elevator that was connected to the fifth floor. ”

The Great Lakes nodded and said nothing else.

It's a matter of choosing and doing it anyway.

Just one more employee is not included in the variable axis.

“Let's check the weapons and keep an eye on the entrance, just in case. ”

“Yes.”

Wu Hee and Lee Du Hee moved to the window of the first room inside. There, the entrance to the hotel was visible, so I could see Gibril coming back at a glance.

Choke.

The Great Lakes put a bullet in the pistol.

Steelkerduck.

I pulled the trinket.

After dinner, Gibril comes here and has an appointment with three consecutive people.

I aim for that time.

The only way to get up to the specialty was by private elevator, so I also booked tens of millions of desired rooms overnight.

The Stone Canyon looks out the hallway with its scary eyes and stares at the door.

Almann Bin Zivril was born in Burj Halifa (????????). 139), looking down from the reception room.

The name of Halifax Bin Zaid Al-Nahyan is called Burj Halifax, after the Halifax meaning of the tower.

That's the person Gibril met an hour ago.

“Whoo.”

Gibril takes a deep breath to hide the laughter that keeps coming out.

This is what it feels like to pour ice cream into a tight throat like you swallowed ten dates at once.

Gibril recalls a scene he saw on TV.

South Koreans crying with white currants and chops.

The warriors of the Arabs would have hung from heaven to God!

So the great god would have thrown that disgusting murderer to hell for himself!

I wondered if there was another pleasant moment in my life.

It was also pleasant for Gibril that Uzman, a warmonger, could not speak any more.

All that remained was to hasten the completion of the next generation of energy facilities, shake hands with David's star, and bring down the economy of Russia.

Unlimited supply of crude oil, with which half of the Russian economy is indispensable. A brute force attack against the next Ruble (RUB) fury.

“Huhuhu.”

There is still a process, but Gibril finally bursts into laughter.

“Hmm!”

As he turned his head, a white one-piece attendant quickly approached and tilted his torso.

“Cancel all after-dinner schedules. ”

“Got it.”

The undertaker retreated without a single word of warning.

It was time for authority.

It was necessary to inform him that he was different from Abu Dhabi, who died in Korea after installing it.

Are you not satisfied with this?

I've got money I can't spend my whole life, so you want me to give it to you?

Those who don't have it always say they don't want it that way.

It's like a measure of the ability to pour into Gibril.

How can you imagine the kind of bugs that make money and live on a salary when wealth accumulates?

That's the world of travelling and shopping!

Such people consider themselves equal to the Gibril God gave them.

Fucking world!

Equality when you step on it, fear when you open your eyes?

That's why Gibril hated tough guys.

The one who defies and defies the authority of money, power, and God.

Head down and you'll enjoy wealth and rights for life, just for the country, for the people, for protecting your colleagues, for installing!

Eventually, I'm gonna die of a heart piercing through the gun that I was packing.

“Whoo.”

Gibril breathes again in a thrilling freshness like a creep.

After dinner, I was ready to reschedule and relax. So I could shake his authority even more to the fools who waited days to meet him.

“Moon reproduction?”

Gibril laughed as if he felt dizzy.

I thought of a doorway reproduction that I would always wait to see myself, just like the idiots downstairs.

Gibraltar intended to make that clear.

Since Kang Chan ran to hell, it was hard to decorate.

Lectures and Gerrar were in a small café in front of the old European architecture of Gachnisch.

Gerard looked at the four-storey building on the left, with the complexity of his heart rising.

“Calm down.”

Kang Chan moved Gabriel's face mask and gave her the horse.

“By now, I'll have identified the chip in your body. Once Gibril is eliminated, they can move in any form. Maybe he's picking up on our East Line. ”

Oui.

Kang Chan took a cup and drank a sip of dark coffee.

Yoohyun Woo's party was still alive, but the body that endured the long flight kept asking for dark coffee.

Moon angle.

It was just after Kang Chan put the cup down.

A graceful, middle-aged Western man sits at the table next to him.

An employee approached while he was spreading the newspaper.

Coffee.

The employee who received the order moved as calculated.

“The building you mentioned belongs to the PEP Investment Bank. ”

He handed over the French horse that the Western man had resigned.

German and French are not at all familiar here.

“There's actually an investment consultation going on, and the area that the general public can access is up to the second floor. ”

While the man held his head in the newspaper, Gerard looked around for coffee.

“Weapons were placed in grey passenger cars across the street. ”

Kang Chan checked the passenger car across the diagonal with a cup of coffee.

“Dubai's agents are standing by at the Buzz Al Arab specialty. ”

Cafe staff brought coffee.

“Thanks.”

The man next door took a cup of coffee and took it to his mouth.

It was after the employee returned.

Kang Chan opened his mouth again without even turning his head.

“I'm moving to the passenger car. ”

Gerar rose from his seat following the hymn.

* * *

Siegfeld stares at the sea with a sharp eye.

“You're telling me to look at it! ”

He hands over a tall, sharp voice without touching the phone before.

“A chip planted on Gabriel's body floats abroad by itself! That means he knew the secret, but how could he die if he refused our orders? What about Gerard?”

Siegfeld, who was listening to the report, laughed as if he was giggling.

“Check out the tomb of the hymn! Cut off contact with the outside for a while and shut down the Gahnishu base until the result. ”

Immediately, Siegfeld, who regained his coolness, was quick to give instructions.

“I'm going to Hawk Bay. Tell Parthal to go that way, too. ”

Siegfeld puts the phone on the table.

“Is this the kind of national intelligence in Korea? ”

He burst into laughter like a sealed man.

“Was the scorpion right? Or is someone else hiding behind Korea and messing around? ”

He was the face of a man who could not believe the power of Korea until the end.

“Basili...? ”

Siegfeld raises his head and raises himself at the table.

The container used by Basilica was able to raise one wall completely. So now, in front of Basilica, sitting on the head of the bed, Mongolia's desolate planks were spread out like IMAX.

The bed, the table, and the ampoule sat next to it.

The ampoule that litudes the cigarette emits smoke and then turns its gaze towards Basili.

“How long will you be here? ”

“Until the French worm reaches out. ”

Basilica's answer was just broken.

“Do you think Kang Chan is alive? ”

Basilica leans her head with a vague face.

“Isn't the movement of the General Intelligence Agency of France strange? Romain's quiet. He's the one who's supposed to be the best. ”

And the amputee said, "That's it again.” It was time to look away.

“The ability of the Korean National Intelligence Service. What if they set up a bomb that would assassinate Gibril like that? Shall I tell you what's funnier? Those sent to Monsieur River's office only report too routinely. ”

In front of the young man's gaze, Basili smiled strangely at his mouth.

“Seeing and learning Ranoc rather than me will help lead the Intelligence Service. The worm doesn't always move in the dark. Like you're not contacting me right now. And in the cruel sense, you add more than I do, not less. ”

“Isn't there a cruelty to the Intelligence Department's period? ”

“Hmph! I once ordered the French gang to be killed, and I immediately removed the viceroy of that gang from the embassy. ”

“That's it..... ”

Basilica looks up and shakes her head.

“My guess was that the star of David would be in it, but the reason was completely different. Not even knowing that David's separate Ranoch did it to deter them. ”

Is this so great?

The amputee turned off his half-smoked ashtray.

I wanted to learn Lanoke and Basilica's sophistication as I started to take charge of the intelligence services, but now it's hard to know why the same explanation is such a great judgment and determination.

“Iran.”

What else is this?

The amputee gave Basili his gaze as he asked for an explanation.

“Why the Iranian fighter aircraft came out when the Koods ran, when Abu Dhabi and Gibraltar rushed into Koods, when the Monsieur River ran into Afghanistan. ”

“What does that mean? ”

“The next generation of power plants we're building in Saudi Arabia, that's bait, and the real next generation of power plants we're building in Iran. Gibraltar is using that to normalize its Shiite Iranian and American ties. ”

“So what do the Americans get there? ”

“Wouldn't it be a pity for the United States if Gibraltar offered its share of Iran's nuclear weapons abandonment and the next generation of energy facilities? ”

The amputee laughed as if he was in the wind.

It is a world without everlasting enemies and everlasting allies.

“I didn't expect to see a man like Monsieur River in the information world. That's what I've been dreaming about since I was working at Spetsnatz and KGB.... ”

Basilica takes a deep breath.

“A man who is sure of my side and my enemies, when at a disadvantage, when in danger, and who keeps my side to the end. It was what I wanted to show the intelligence services. ”

Basilica, who seemed to be looking for something far away, regained a calm expression in that short blink of an eye.

“That's it. If the Monsieur River were alive, it would have been my last pleasure to see him dead. ”

Basilica sends a sharp glance at the amputee.

“If I go back to Russia, Russia and France and the United States and the United Kingdom, Germany and China will start a desperate fight over the next generation of energy development. ”

Basilica draws a cold smile on one side of her mouth, staring at an unavoidable young man.

“Until there was a new strength to rebalance the Monsieur River. The final winner will eventually become the star of David.... ”

Basilica turned her gaze to the unfolded plain with a tired expression.

* * *

Glug.

When I opened the door and went inside, there was no one in the passenger car.

Gerard, sitting in column 2, closes the door of the passenger car and then turns over his torso in column 3.

“Here it is. ”

Then I brought a big sack forward.

Pistol, MP5SD Rifle, Magazine, Great Sword, Grenade.

Kang Chan puts a pistol on his waist and left ankle, and a big sword on his right ankle. A leather belt with 7 bullets in the pistol is stacked on the back of the belt to secure extra bullets.

I put a shotgun in my rifle and pulled a trinket. But it's good to be a dumb bank robber with a rifle in his hand.

Europe's roads are as bumpy as they are stoned. It made it easy to run wagons and horses, but where there was not a lot of car traffic, it was common to keep the status quo.

I'm a bitch.

It was the feeling that the old European buildings gave the auditorium.

Somewhere inside that ancient building, there might be a frightened child and a nobleman who drives innocent women to torture them with witches.

I don't know why.

It just feels like it.

In pain, he moved around his torso.

I wanted to finish.

I really wanted to finish everything here and go back to Korea. With D'Ye, Gerar, Final Day, Win Hee, and Idouhee, who set out together this time.

It was a moment when Kang Chan twisted his torso and looked at the cafe where he had been drinking coffee earlier.

“Captain.”

Gerar's voice, sharp as day, found him.

Whew!

I frowned as I turned my gaze quickly, but it didn't matter.

“Psycho! That son of a bitch is Psycho. ”

After following Gerar's gaze, a yellow-eyed man walks in.