King of Shadows

Xihyun looked at the next page.

Others did the same. The only pieces of furniture that they claim were stolen were those comparable to Class S or Class S. I did not even deal with crude furniture. Moreover, they were first-rate hunters or their equal.

It didn't make any sense.

At this level, it would have been more advantageous to explore the undiscovered territory of Zephyros than to continue a disadvantaged court fight.

The furniture was valuable, practical and versatile. But it was not such a waste of time. They had the ability to hold onto other pieces of furniture.

However, he shakes his head. Even that's part of the plan. Perhaps he was trying to use this as a countermeasure to suppress the outbreak.

They invested "time" to claim their innocence. It's natural that even if they don't mean it, the number of people who care about it increases. No matter what you think, it was a bad situation for the pregnancy.

"What else have you found out?"

"I'm afraid not."

Hochol had his appetite. He didn't stay still either. I hired people to go behind their backs and investigate to find out why they sued. But there was no other income.

Their work was ordinary. And their motives were also simple.

Sihyun looked back at the file. My hometown, age, guild, and mainly active area were all different. I didn't think it was intentional enough to call it a connection.

"I have no choice but to make my own move."

It was a new problem anyway. Soon the truth will be revealed. What is at the end? Shi Hyun smiled and looked closely at those who were picking on the sea.

"But you still have a big liver. Even if I didn't know I was behind this, I can't believe I'm suing this company. If their selfishness is revealed, the headwinds won't be alone."

"I doubt that, too. I don't know what the hell I'm doing this for."

I also wanted to know about Hocheol. Why would the people who can get enough of Bogu sue? A few more words with Hochol stood up. Now that we have everything we need to know, it's time to move on.

"If you wait, I'll bring you some good news."

"I know what you're capable of, and I look forward to it."

"I'll tell you my name in the worst case, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Thanks for the words."

Then, Ho-chul was able to smile with peace of mind. He was the one who had to admit it. He said he would do everything in his power to help. Even though he pretended not to be, Hocheol was very fond of Sihyun.

Of course, taking the swimming was an unforgivable sin.

Shi Hyun stepped out of the room with a mixture of love and boundaries and opened his base. I memorized the entire history of lawyers. If I dug one by one, the answer would be correct.

At that time, the swimming out along Shi Hyun opened his mouth.

"Sir, may I come with you?"

"Swimming, you?"

"I can't? Now I can do one too. I don't have the ability to be my opponent if it's not you. You know that."

Of course, the swimming skills were also acknowledged by demonstration. It was not his skills he was worried about, but his heart.

Can I really show the swimmer the reality? That was all he had to worry about. To him, swimming was always something to protect.

When he showed hesitation, the swimming pool worked hard towards him.

"Well, technically, it's my family's problem. It would be more natural for me to step up than you. Isn't that right?"

"I wouldn't let my father find out..."

"Oh, did you notice my father?"

A smiling swim touched his side. Sihyun lets out a groaning sound to the unpleasant horse. Bererosa's ruse and Lynn's boldness seemed to be mixed in half, giving me goosebumps.

"Swimming, that's why I sound reckless."

"Is it? But it's true that you were beaten up in front of your father, too. Anyway, make a decision. If you say no, I'll investigate separately."

When he read the truth in the swimming eyes, he had to nod his head. I knew exactly what she was going through to say this. Her determination to beat Rim Shaykhos was insufficient even for breaking bones and breaking flesh.

"I can't help it. Just this once."

"Aja!"

"Listen to the end. You have to listen to me instead of allowing it. If you don't listen to me and act rashly, I'll send you home from there."

"Of course."

Lighter than a feather, Ji-hyun's head was already itchy. Please don't let this troublemaker get into trouble. All he could do was pray a little.

"Sir, I can see what you're thinking."

"Sorry..."

/567

Kim Jang Un had a different day. Maybe that was his nature. It was also an inevitable phenomenon. Life was a boring game to him.

Jang Un Kim was a case of talent and luck. I was able to achieve my goals without trying to be talented, and I was able to succeed without failing because I was fortunate. My life turned around as I wished, and I had no choice but to get bored.

The shortcut to where he was going was a shortcut, and there was no betrayal of him. When he chose the path of the thornfield, the path of the thornfield became the path of flowers. It was natural for him to find an easier path.

It was a coincidence that Kim heard about the outbreak. The luck that followed him blew up once again. He throws a hand when he realizes there's a secret to the maritime healthcare supply.

If it had no owner, it would have been a theft. All he wanted was an A-rank security guard, Sting. When I appointed a lawyer, I had no reason not to have the desired piece of furniture come into my vineyard.

Kim did not doubt that the shortcut he chose this time. A few days went by. The situation has reached the limit of spending a day with alcohol until the results are available. Kim was looking for new stimuli, but today was also empty.

"Tsk, he's got a big nose..."

When I heard that I was a secretary in a large company, I ran like hell, but I didn't get anything. Kim Jong-un returned to the hotel where he was staying with an unpleasant feeling and killed his breath. And I stood up straight, forcing my foot that I had just stumbled on.

"What the hell is this?"

Being drunk didn't mean that he wasn't good enough. Jang was indeed a first-rate hunter. It was one percent of the top one percent.

Kim senses that there is someone else in his room, and corrects his posture.

"You don't think he sent someone, do you?"

It wasn't impossible. They also knew the truth. But Jang soon caught up. The truth was not important. It was more important to have the power to hold on to the truth.

Kim Jong-un came into the room and snorted. Unlike me, a man I had never seen sat on a chair before.

"If you leave now, I'll forgive you. I won't ask. I won't listen."

"What are you mumbling like that for? Just come on in."

The man acted as if he were the master of the room. Kim Jang Un looked at the man's face for a while. But I couldn't find out anything about it. As a first-rate hunter, he wasn't the one he saw or heard.

'If so.'

It was not a similar level of ability. Kim Jong-un smiled bitterly. The situation is very confusing. I could have sent the money to Cho-chul.

In an instant, Kim Jong-un shortened his distance, twisting his waist and bending his arm inward. Using his whole body like a rubber band, he loosened the contracted muscles in one go. A number based on the body's elasticity. If I was a normal person, I would be crushed by the wind pressure alone.

However, one number of Kim Jang Un did not reach the man.

"Ugh…?"

Realizing that the ground is rapidly approaching him, Jang Un screams. Bang, Kim Jong-un burst into elasticity with a sharp pain. He was able to figure out the situation at a late pace.

I collapsed? '

Kim Jang Un, who had struggled with his crooked body, saw an angel. It wasn't the man in the chair who beat him, it was the woman standing behind his back.

Kim Jong-un made a silly sound in front of the woman who boasted an overwhelming beauty with wide eyes.

"Huh… huh?"

"I think it's time for a story."

Waking up to what the man said, Jang Un picked up his smartphone. Even if I realized my strength, I was not defeated. There were many paths to victory.

"What are you talking about? I don't know how you got in here, but be ready."

That's all I had to say to the police. If not, contact the front of the hotel and they will take care of it. However, Jang Un, along with the horse, was sucked into the endless swamp.

A shadowy, dark aura. It wasn't until I was knee-deep in the swamp that Kim Jang Un was able to identify the man.

"The Shadow King!"

"Someone still recognizes me. I would have been happy if I hadn't met you like this."

Kim Jang Un swallowed dry saliva. He stands on the path of choice. I don't know how Cho-cheol captured the Shadow King, but surviving was the first thing.

"I'll tell you everything."

"What are you going to tell me?"

"I'll tell you anything you want."

"Then you know why I'm here."

"Yes, you're here because I tried to take unfair advantage of the pregnancy."

"You know better. Then recite about him."

Jang Un cleared his head. A lot of motivation and greed arose, but it was no big deal.

"Did you know this is the World Talent Battle of the Year?"

"I know. But what does it matter?"

"... it's no exaggeration to say that the winner of the Bowl wins."

World power struggle. Both the size and size of the world's largest festival and competition were unmatched. Not to mention fair and square.

Maybe that's why there are only three pieces of equipment available in World War II. It prevented prestige from being bought with money.

As the numbers rose, I had no choice but to improve my quality. Even if you are in the same state, you will win or lose depending on how strong your equipment is.

The World Talent Feud was a place to demonstrate its value. In an increasingly competitive era, Kim wanted to capture a slightly higher notice. I wanted to get a seat more easily

But I didn't have enough time to get the necessary tools. World Talent Wars are right around the corner. So Jangwoon chose a shortcut to reduce that time.

"So you've been aiming for maritime weaknesses in order to choose the desired complement as you like. Am I right?"

"Yes, you're right."

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