God of Blackfield

Time passed again.

The chairman of the Athens Tower contest was lighting up every hole in the ceiling.

Front single phase.

Basili, Ranoch, and Ludwig and the amputee sat down again, leaving their seats in the middle on a large, upwardly curved table.

There was a thin microphone, a bottled water bottle, and a cup in front of them, and the same was true of the empty seats in the middle.

Across the street, more than 200 seats raised back like an audience were reserved for the directors of intelligence agencies in different countries.

There was a table in front of each of them with a thin microphone, a drink, and a cup.

The meeting has not yet begun.

Ung Sung Woong.

So I turned around and talked to the people behind me, and there was a little buzz in the room.

“You can come a little early. ”

It was time for Basilica to turn her head against the door complacently.

“The Commissioner is in position. ”

Mention was given in the bowel, and the door was wide open.

Glug. Glug.

Ranoc, Basili, and Ludwig and the ambush, who were on the stage, took place in unison, with more than 200 intelligence directors from all over the country, as if it were a signal.

Equal, equal.

It's a tribute to the black shirt suit.

Those who were under the single phase did not stop clapping while he was holding Gerar and entering through the door to the right of the single phase.

Kang Chan first approached Lanok.

“Commissioner.”

“You can't call me that anymore. ”

Kang Chan smiled and hugged Ranok with a big flute, then said a loud French greeting to his left and right cheeks.

It was just after the greeting.

"Hoo."

Lanok snorts and vomits.

In the meantime, I know that I have met individually with the directors of intelligence in different countries. I also know that they have heard the answer to conform to the new order.

Nonetheless, the current hymn brings a tremendous sense of intimidation to Lanok's eyes again.

I didn't think I'd do this well.

As if he was now wearing a fitting suit, the hymn in the center of the statue was one greeting, with a face and an eye that overwhelmed the directors of intelligence agencies all over the world.

Equal, equal.

The applause was still chaotic.

“It's hard to go too late because you're a protagonist. ”

“I'll be in a bit of a hurry next time. ”

The hymn again shook hands with Basilica.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Monsieur River. You look healthy.”

Turning around, Ludwig grabbed both hands in turn.

Kang Chan went to the middle seat and looked around.

Equal. Equal.

“There is no Communist Party pavilion competition. ”

It was time for Basilica to speak to herself.

The clapping stops as if the hymn were cut off while sitting down.

Subsequently, the four people on the table sat down, and all the directors of information in front of them sat down.

Kang Chan put his paved hand on the table and took his mouth to a thin red microphone.

“Je vous en prie. ”

The iron sound made by the microphone was exquisitely matched with the fluent French of the hymn.

“After the meeting, you can discuss the details with the four of you on my left and right. ”

A loudly praised voice sprayed a strange tension in the conference room.

“Uzman.”

“Above, Monsieur River. ”

Kang Chan called, and Uzman, who sat a little to the right in front of the front, relaxed his answer against the microphone.

“I have reviewed the Israeli intervention in the world fund that Uzman has applied for. The Court ruled that the complaint was sufficiently relevant, and the Commission decided to impose a one-year Commission audit and sanctions on the Israeli Mossad. ”

The eyes of the Intelligence Directors passed through Grafeld in unison.

“Grafeld.”

“Above, Monsieur River. ”

Grafeld, who was sitting three or four rows behind Uzman, took his face to the microphone and replied to a hymnal call.

“If you are dissatisfied with my decision, please state your opinion now. ”

Basilica smiled with her lips up.

Grafeld, who was not taking his mouth off the microphone, opened his mouth right away.

“I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. We hope that the audit will call for a reduction in the length of sanctions if they are to be positively evaluated. ”

Feeding.

When he heard the answer, he laughed with his mouth up.

“Grafeld. Don't waste your time making jokes about regrets. ”

Grafeld saw the hymn with a disquieting gaze, and the atmosphere in the meeting room sank to the point of obsession.

“Sorry? Mossad and the Japan Intelligence Agency have come up with a situation in which David's Star was trying to find funds. ”

Grafeld failed to answer, and, as he was in the corner, the Director of Intelligence of Japan quickly rolled his eyes.

“Despite Uzman's wise and logical point, you have tried to deceive our committee to the end. Apart from Mossad, the Japan Intelligence Agency prohibits activities for the next two years. ”

Japan's Intelligence Directorate didn't even get a chance to make excuses.

“If the Japanese Intelligence Service discovers an agent sent overseas, he will kill him unconditionally on the spot, and then he will see Mossad exchanging information……. ”

As Kang Chan sharply stared, the Director of Japan Intelligence quickly shook his head.

“I will send a special team of commentators. ”

A sighty silence followed for a moment.

“Hm.”

Basilica, too.

He shakes his head in disguise after reporting alternately to the Japanese Intelligence Directorate and Grafeld.

“I look very good. ”

I only heard Ranok.

So he quickly turned his gaze to Basili.

“Sueden.”

“Above, Monsieur River. ”

In the meantime, Kang Chan again found a new person sitting in front of him.

“Why did the CIA intervene in the African civil war? ”

“That's not in the CIA's jurisdiction. There was nothing to intervene in the civil war. ”

A middle-aged man who looked so similar that he might be Sherman's son answered the hymnal question right away.

“All right. So why did the CIA team move in without reporting to our committee? ”

“to get a sense of the situation. ”

Gangchan, who nodded his head, handed over a document in front of him.

Basrak.

The sound of the A4 paper passing through the microphone resonates sharply.

“This time, the CIA Duke's team has accurately identified the $10 million that was handed over to Muzamco in Africa. Then I'll believe you. ”

After speaking, Kang hymn turned his head to the paperwork and looked at the front.

“If you didn't know, would you like me to tell you? ”

“Monsieur River, it is……. ”

Sueden kept his mouth shut trying to say something.

“Hmm.”

The breathing hymn slowly raises its head.

“The CIA broke the first rule of our committee. If you are involved in a conflict between nations, including civil war, you must report to a standing member of the committee. Forgot?”

Sueden was unanswered, followed by silence, of course.

Feeding.

The cold laughter of the hymn blossomed for the second time.

“Are you going to ignore it? ”

“I don't mean that, Monsieur River. ”

“Are you also going to deny that 10 million dollars is the price of buying a black head? ”

Ung Sung Woong.

It was a moment of commotion in the conference hall.

“Sueden.”

The roar was cut off by the sound of the hymn.

“Above, Monsieur River. ”

“You know Blackhead's individual purchases are prohibited, right? ”

Basilica and Ranoch, Ludwig and even the two of them were staring at him.

“Then make a clear statement to the CIA, not a clumsy excuse. ”

“It's like DIA, not us. I will report to the Standing Committee on Lannock in a week's time through my own investigation. ”

As Kang Chan turns his gaze, Lanok nods.

“Good. I'll give you a week to explain, as the Standing Committee has given you permission. Otherwise, punishment will follow in the name of the committee. ”

“Got it.”

At the end of the dry conversation, Kang Chan slowly looked around those sitting in front of him.

“We have connected Eurasian railways, and we have the world's first generation of power generation facilities in sight. ”

It was cold and dry negative.

“I look forward to your attendance at the next Generation Development Facility next month, and I hope that the heads of intelligence agencies will continue to contribute to the development of the world. ”

When Kang Chan stood up, four members of the standing committee and directors of intelligence from all over the country stood up.

Kang Chan again held Ranok.

“Can we have dinner together? ”

“If the Commissioner gives me that kind of time, I always wait with pleasure. ”

Ranok replied to the lecture with a smile.

“It's not good to be so lonely with Jo 2. ”

Basilica squirms out her hand.

“We can do it together. ”

“That's good. ”

Nevertheless, he happily accepted the offer of the hymn.

“Ludwig. Can we have dinner together? ”

“Of course, Monsieur River. ”

“Mr. Ambassador. Do you have time for dinner? ”

“It's an honor.”

After shaking hands, he moved to the door where the hymn came in.

Ground parking in the conference room.

Gerar, along with National Intelligence and Counter-Terrorism Team personnel, appeared in the parking lot.

“Well done.”

“Wait a minute. Last day! ”

In front of the Great Lakes, Kang hymn found the final day.

“I'm going to the house, so I'm going to go to the car that D'Ye is driving. Take care of the agents, and rest the evening until the appointment. ”

“Do you mind? ”

“Let's take a breath. ”

At the end of the hymn, he laughed and said, "Yes.” I said yes.

“Fuchh. Excellent choice. Let's go.”

I moved to the driver's seat of the car with the excitement of the Stone River.

Naturally, Gerard sat in the passenger seat and the auditorium in the back seat.

Pour it.

The next car departs.

“What's the wind all of a sudden? I thought I'd be dead by dawn. Are you sure this is the time? ”

The lagoon leaves the conference hall and asks questions.

“There is no special appointment but an evening appointment. Kim will take care of what's left of him. ”

“Fuchch. Then it won't matter. ”

“Hey! Look ahead! A little!”

“Ah, I know! Let's leave it to you!”

The Lakeside replied and looked forward.

It's been two years.

The operation of the next generation of power plants is a month from now.

The landscape of the streets and the people coming and going seems to be the same.

Is it true that something is better to live with?

“We'll be done next month, won't we? ”

“Is that possible? When I see it, it's gonna be like this all the time while I'm alive. ”

“Terrible.”

“Isn't that what's happening? And you don't live like that? Except that son of a bitch. ”

“What!”

Now Gerrar, who was chattering after understanding the Korean language, threw up the words of the Lagoon River in his grip.

“You, son of a bitch, are so sweet these days! Huh? I don't know! You two!”

However, he quickly noticed the next words of the Great Lakes, but did not say anything else.

Feeding.

It's good. It's good.

Living like this and being together again.

In the meantime, the car was running fast along the Olympic road.

It was a time when I didn't know how long.

Kang Chan sits on the plain of the creek and looks at the water.

“Here you are.”

This is also a lithograph.

Kang Chan received a paper cup from him.

“Except for this, I only drank half a cup of coffee. ”

“Yes, I do. ”

The two of them killed each other and lit a cigarette.

Scratch.

“Whoo.”

White smoke quickly dispersed under the sun.

Clear air, water sounds, coffee bags, and cigarettes.

The plague.

Even if you have enough money to pay for the round-trip oil, chicken, and snack, you can have so much fun. What do you have to do to make an impression at a dreadful meeting to enjoy a rich movie?

“What about Mi-young?”

The hymn shook his head briefly.

“Just say he's dead and pray for forgiveness. Strangely enough, women can't take it easy. ”

“But then there's time. The sinful human beings are hanged and will not fall. ”

“Then why don't you come here and meet Mi-young? ”

“It's a class.”

“Ah!” I quickly took the paper cup in my mouth.

While I was drinking a cigarette and a cup of coffee, the water flowed unreservedly from the creek just in front of me.

“We've done a great deal. ”

“Yes, I do. ”

“I think it was yesterday when I met the captain. There's been a lot of dirty work. But if you look at it, there's no stopping. ”

Kang Chan shakes his head.

“I'm going to travel with Mi-young next month. I was going to slip back by then. ”

“Will that work? Huh? Did you call it a trip? ”

The Stone River gazes at the hymn with its gloomy eyes.

“Wong!”

“Fuchch.”

“Hey! I don't know! Wipe your saliva! ”

I'm dirty with this son of a bitch, but I'm not bored.

“Hmm! But what is this bastard doing? ”

“Leave it.”

The lagoon, which looked back, shook its head.

“It's sweet to be alone. ”

“I don't think you've heard what you've seen lately. ”

“Huh! That's a completely different story! ”

Gerar approaches when you two talk nonsense.

“Are you calling again? ”

“I'm not like you, you idiot. ”

It's not like you two are fighting for a day or two.

Kang Chan lay in bed.

I still have about an hour and a half to spare.

Blue skies, white clouds.

‘Are you watching? ’

Hwang Ki-hyun and Song Chang-wook always seem to be looking somewhere. And every time I do this, I think I've lost too many people to get here.

If only I had a little more ability…….

‘I'm trying my best, but I'm not sure. ’

While watching the distant skies,

“Give me a cigarette. ”

The two of them were smoking and kicking each other.

“By the way. Having the next generation of power generation facilities, isn't the Republic of Korea really enormous? ”

Kang Chan gave me a glance.

Feeding.

Here we go again.

Kang Chan raised his torso and picked up a cigarette.

When you sit down with these bastards and start talking like this, you must run to the story of African mercenaries and kill three of them.

It was a month-long afternoon until the next generation of power generation facilities.

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An armoured writer who plays the Fresh of Blackfields.

First of all, I would like to thank the readers for their support.

I know there are stories that I can't tell you, and stories that I can't tell you properly.

In addition, there were a few other settings in the Fresh of Blackfields that readers could not have guessed.

But I touched the rest of the story with my inadequate and insignificant skill, and I was afraid that the same scenes would be repetitive, that the fun would go away, and that I would not be able to beat it, and I ended up like this.

I've been thinking about it for a long time.

And yet the bottom line was that writing to my abilities is my most basic principle of readership, politeness.

I assume you have a regret.

Please understand me generously.

I'm going to write a little bit of hygroscopicity.

It's hard to release more than one post at a time, no matter what it's written, because it's just a bunch of scarce writing skills.

At the end of the wet season, we will discuss it with the publisher, prepare it, and greet the readers.

Once again, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the readers here for keeping this article so complete.

The summer heat is coming to fruition.

We hope that your family and your work will be full of good fortune and happiness, and that your efforts in spring and summer will return to a greater harvest.

I'll come back to you as a writer who can be more sincere and have fun until the last page.

2015. 9.21.

Armed Dream.