King of Shadows

"Did you think of that yourself?"

"That can't be right. Well, technically, I'm a victim. because there was someone else who told me that."

"Who is that?"

"I don't know if you've heard of him, but his name is Lindsey. He's a first-rate hunter just like me. She knew about the prevalence."

Kim Jang Un has now sold the name of a famous person to get out of here.

Rumor has it that the Nemesis Guild has suddenly been handed over to a man named Kedum and has gone underground. It will be impossible to locate the location in a short time. At least, Jang Un felt that his argument was plausible.

Such wit and wit. Kim Jang Un himself was remarkable. However, his face was distorted without pity.

Kim Jong-un's tongue, which hid the sword in his mouth, was smooth. He was not very good at hiding one half lie from the truth of Hall 9.

"Are you talking about massacres and speeches?"

"Oh, you know. Yes, that's correct. She did this. You're not gonna believe this. That a woman with such a wife planned this. I wouldn't have acted so recklessly if it wasn't for her."

As the furious swim gripped her fist, she blocked her path. Kim Jong-un noticed that swimming and Lindsey knew each other at once.

He doesn't hesitate to aim for the opening.

Kim Jong-un took out a baseball-sized mechanical device in his arms while he was blocking the swim and dropped it on the ground.

The machinery that emitted the cloudy smoke completely reversed all the thought in the surrounding area. After escaping the swamp of shadows, Kim turns his back and throws himself toward the window.

The swimming tries to chase him faster than the light, but Sihyun doesn't let go of her arm. Watching Kim Jang Un's back go away, the swimmer glanced at him.

"Mister, why did you dry it? I wouldn't have missed it if I were you."

"We need decent bait to catch the big fish."

It wasn't about brainwashing Kim Jang Un. I could order you to go to the police station right now. But when I did, the painting didn't live.

I saw the surprised rats running towards the rat hole and had to clean all the rats inside.

"If you make a mistake, you should be punished accordingly."

Swimming didn't think what it was doing was justice. For a swimmer who grew up in Grandeliol, everything was an extension of the pharmacy.

I had to move with the logic of power. I hate to admit it, but Kim was a first-rate hunter. Even with legal proceedings, it was clear that they would soon be released. You must have that kind of connections.

"So I had to catch it when I had the chance."

"Our princess is strong."

"Mister!"

"Don't worry, swimmer. It's my specialty to try and stop them. If we use our abilities to solve the problem, it'll be easy. But he won't feel pain or despair. It'll be all in a minute for him."

Sihyun tapped the shoulder of the swimmer.

"It's hard for us, but it's okay for us, don't you think? At least I think I know what I did wrong and how much I should be hurt."

"You're giving us time to adapt to the coming apocalypse?"

"You need time to savor everything."

A shivering smile picks up a machine the size of a baseball. The items that Jang Un dropped showed some unusual performance.

"Look, the perseverance in stabbing has brought out all this fun stuff."

The fact that a machine the size of a baseball consumed the surrounding thought is immutable. I was just surprised that something like this came out of Kim Jang Un's arms.

"A mind-numbing technique..."

The swim, which swallowed the words, seemed to have been exploited, looked up at the demonstration.

"Can I take it to the professor?"

"That's probably our best option."

He turns to the signal from Tindalus' hound, with the machine in his pocket. He looked at exactly where Kim Jong-un stopped.

"What, you didn't get as far as I thought."

His eyes glowed fiercely.

/568

At a rapid pace, Kim Jong-un bit his lip to endure the burst of tears. It was a short encounter, but the impression she gave him was so intense that it could not be expressed in words.

The overwhelming presence that breaks my heart was not something that humans could possess.

Kim Jong-un punched the trembling leg with his fist. I didn't hesitate in a place like this.

"Huff, huff. Cough... Cough. What the hell? What?!"

Even the destructive heterotopia smiled and broke through, saying that only a competent guild could be resolved. Overflowing talent and luck from heaven led him to a shortcut.

But now it's different. The situation is strange. Kim Jong-un, who went under the oyster bridge, looked around.

Now that we've sent the message, it's only a matter of time before we reach out to the other party. Not long after, a man appeared out of the shadows.

"I told you not to contact anyone first."

The man who received the message, "Emergency," frowned. In his ambitious night and suit, he had no loose ends. He was prepared as if he knew this would happen.

Kim Jong-un, who was relaxed, said without hesitation.

"D-I think I've been spotted."

It was just a word, but a man, EZ-Tae, understood everything. Talking long was not efficient, so I didn't ask for any further questions.

"Then it's even more forbidden. Is the situation slow? Or do you want to die together?"

Lee Ji-tae scolded Kim Jang-sun.

"I told you from the beginning, we're not a leash for you. It's just between offering each other a deal for the right reasons. I provide information, and you act on it. Isn't that the principle?"

"But if you don't listen now, it's your loss. I can assure you of that. It's going to collide anyway. In the meantime, it wouldn't hurt to have one more of me in there."

Lee Ji-tae stared at Kim Jang-sun. It was not that he didn't know about Kim Jang Un. No, I could say I know. Talent and luck, both of you. Therefore, Ji-tae couldn't help but overhear Kim Jang-wun.

"Hah, so tell me. Who the hell is chasing you around like this?"

"The king of the shadow stepped behind me."

As soon as she heard that, she felt a tingle in her head. The King of Shadows. He was one indispensable realm. He was the one who blew up the White House for conducting inhumane experiments.

"I can't believe Cho-cheol is so good at this... The information is wrong."

The situation was worse than the honeycomb. Even if you plucked the lion's nose, it wouldn't be so urgent.

"This is not the time. We need to organize quickly. We have to shut other people up. We have to take action against the pregnancy."

"Don't worry. Have you forgotten who's behind me?"

"But..."

"Stop, you know we can't be shaken this much."

Ji-tae was confident. Despite the devastating blow, there were plenty of chances to regain consciousness. His affiliation ran between the common group and the ark.

"Really?"

As soon as she heard an unidentified voice, Lee Tae-tae bowed down and pulled out his pistol. And without hesitation, you pull the trigger as hard as you can towards the direction you hear your voice.

Kubang, with the power of the reinforcement family - Stigma - unleashed his power, emitted motor energy that surpassed that of the Grenade Machine Gun.

"I see you shooting all you want. Are you a man in the army? Or the government?"

Ji-tae didn't say for a long time. After being stepped on, it was impossible to resolve it with a smile.

"I should call him the King of Shadows, or Han Si-hyun."

"You seem to know me well."

"You have no idea. You're one of the most famous people in the world."

"Then you must have something else to say to me."

"Unfortunately, I don't think there's anything I can say. Why don't we call it a day? If you feel uncomfortable, we can meet again later."

"That's not for you to decide."

Ji-tae grabbed his neck and lifted him high in the sky.

"Huff...!"

[Who are you?]

[Purpose?]

[Who has the final say?]

The question continued.

His head refused to answer, but he was answering the question. Ji-tae was just struggling not to understand what was happening to her.

"You guys were flying flies after all. Where do you think you're going with that? You think I stand idly by because you're pretty, because you're attached to your country?"

Ji-tae throws a fist at him.

"Now, wait, I have something to say... Khh."

Lee Ji-tae was literally becoming bread. Knowing that he was a special agent with the Department of Defense, Jang Un thought about it.

Kim Jang Un was fascinated by the sight of reality and moved around looking for a bow path. But his actions did not last long.

"What's the rush?"

The swim that took Kim Jong-un by foot kicked his belly without cause. There was no mercy in her hands.

It was a company with dreams of Sihyun and Hocheol. It was not a good place for greedy people to mock.

"Being born is not a good place for you to drool like hyenas. Remember."

"That's it, Swimming. I'll finish up."

Soon after taking care of Ejitae, Shi-hyun grabbed hold of the swimming shoulder. She kicks Kim Jong-un's belly once again, as if the castle was not clear. As the swimming approached, Kim Jang-oun knelt on his knees and prayed for his own faults.

"Save him. Save him. He'll do anything." I'll be a new Sarami in Africa. "

His jaw falls out, and his teeth fall out were pronounced incorrect. But the despair contained in it was more evident than anything else.

"I'll let you live if I want to."

In saying that, Kim Jong-un opened his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, so will you die for me?"

"That's...!"

"What's the matter? I heard you can do anything if you let me live."

Xi Hyun, who has taken away the power Kim has accumulated through the breakthrough, crushes him thoroughly. He knew people like Kim Jang-chun well. To avoid a momentary crisis, compassion is a luxury for those who deceive themselves.

"There is no other opportunity. If you wanted to beg, you should have prayed at the hotel. I don't need it if it really changes with time and circumstance."

At the same time as Sihyun said that, a shadow rose under the oyster bridge and swallowed up Kim Jang-oun.

/569

The Special Forces, which would serve as the Ministry of Defense, was unofficial with Nakhon 8. A close relationship with the National Guard was dedicated to what Black agents couldn't do. It was practically the Secretary of State.

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