Limit Breaker

"You fools!"

Lee Harin, the only S rank talent in Korea who has the nickname Wind Temple, acted unequivocally as usual.

"Hey, what's the matter, sister?"

The young man, who had almost done great disrespect to Cecilia before, tilted his head as she vomited her outburst of anger like this.

Although Isilia came to Korea to look for her daughter, there is a terrorist countermeasure law, but she already has a world-renowned reputation, so I knew she would do it by reporting a special request to simplify it as much as possible.

"An order came down from above."

"Oh! About that woman, Iscilia?"

"FM."

"Of course he has that kind of reputation. Of course... Yes...?"

The young man nodded his head as if it were natural and made a crooked look.

"Wasn't it Cecilia? Impersonation?"

"I confirmed your identity. And yet, above, there are instructions to deal with it according to the FM."

Harin said, the young man didn't seem to understand.

For reference, FM is not the name of the game, but is prefixed with the Field Manual and is one of the military terms that behaves in strict principle.

The meaning of the word is good, but because it is not flexible, it is recommended that people who want to be unpopular in the military, the company or the company, or who are happy to roll their subordinates because they are not popular and can eat too much.

After all, he didn't think back and forth when he got excited, so he was basically a layman with normal ideas and concepts, so he didn't understand why he would treat the S rank talent he recognizes throughout Europe that way.

"Wouldn't international relations get worse if you disrespected her?"

He looks like he doesn't understand, but Harin is guessing why he made that decision at the top.

"It's performance."

"Performance?"

"Yes. It's an economically viable country, so don't be picky if you have more S-rank talent than they do. If she were American, they would spit out the liver and gallbladder...!"

As she said, if she were an American, she would have reported to the top and tried to establish friendship with the S-rank talent in the United States at the same time as a few politics ran out of permission in less than an hour.

However, Harin's anger was aroused by the British national economy, which was similar to that of Korea, because it had so many talents in the world that it was within five fingers, that they started a fight that no one wanted to make sure they were not a tense nation.

"Oh my... Politicians in my country had that kind of beating. I always thought they were a bunch of cowards who couldn't talk to the Americans, who couldn't talk to the Japanese."

The young man scratched his back head as if it were bitter, and Harin took a deep breath and was troubled by how to convey this news to Cecilia, who was eager to find her daughter for a minute and a second.

Anyway, it's bad news, but Harin calls the phone number on his business card for her to be waiting for her phone call, and he can't imagine the sound of the phone ringing like this beating her heart.

"Miss Harin?"

Harin took a deep breath in a soft yet energetic voice beyond the handset.

"Lord Ycilia……."

"You already have Noah's address!?"

In a voice of nervousness and hope coming over the phone, she tightens her eyes and opens her mouth slowly.

"Sorry……."

"… what's going on?"

As no one has ever refused his request so far, Iselia's voice continues with a long Tom for a moment.

"That's... an order from the top to deal with it according to the law..." "

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Ji Hye-hee!

"Ugh!"

When something breaks beyond the phone and a loud noise is heard, Harin clears his ears, waiting for it to calm down before closing his ears again.

"Tell me what's going on. Why?"

"… I have no way of knowing. I'm in a position to take orders. I'm sorry."

Personally, I know how politicians feel about it, but since I was greeted by the country and could say that I am the representative of Korean talent, Noah tried not to say any more, but to end it somehow with an apology.

Cecilia also kept silent for a while.

She gave the same answer as Harin.

"I see. I see what you mean. But remember this. If you hurt my daughter in any way because of what you did, I would stake everything on this and demand an explanation."

"… Sorry."

As Harin, all I could say was that I was sorry.

She is also appalled by the foolishness of the members of Parliament who want to protect their pride without recognizing Mother's urgency.

So she hangs up the phone, and after a bad end, Harin sighs heavily.

"Phew... This is driving me crazy..."

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Here's a bank.

Nearby are many skyscrapers and many companies, so it is located in the middle of the road which is blocked by the level of the Thanksgiving highway at work and at work hours. Moreover, there are many nearby residents, so the road in front of the bank is usually quite heavy.

If you go through the bank, there is a distance, and this distance also boasts quite a lot of traffic.

That is, it is difficult to move by car.

'That's why they targeted this place. Hehehehe!'

During the day, Jinwoo identified banks that were neither too large nor too small for Noah to know, and among several banks, he targeted this area, calculating and familiarizing himself with nearby terrain and escape routes.

Most first-floor banks don't make a lot of windows, and even if they do, they don't make it big enough that people pass by.

I don't know why, but Jinwoo made it difficult for criminals seeking to steal from him when he thought it was common sense, and it was concluded that if he didn't physically destroy the wall to try to find another way out of the front door from the position of a bank robber, he would not be able to enter.

It's better to just take the air from the entrance than to break in so frenzied.

"Let's make the final preparations. Hey, hide if you think it's dangerous. If you die in this play, it's a loss to me even if you make billions."

"Yes."

After the investigation, Jiwoo, who once again embraced Noah and increased his obedience, smiled satisfactorily as she answered her commands with a steadfast and steadfast reply.

Jinwoo and Noah were all prepared on the second floor of the building, right next to the bank, with their sporting crossbacks strapped to their shoulders with weapons and masks, wearing only casual clothing that was comfortable to move.

Time is 1: 38 p.m. after lunch.

Since it was time for everyone to finish eating and return to their company or workplace, no one interfered with the behavior of two men and women checking their guns on the second floor stairs.

Jinwoo's Cross Bag was equipped with three grenades, AK-12, USAS-12, 7.62mm drum mags, two 5.56mm drum mags, and three 12 gauge drum mags, and Noah's Cross Bag was equipped with two grenades, two of his main weapons, two of Glock18C and 30 of his 9mm ammunition, and one of his remaining space for heroin.

Noah's armor was so poor that he only left him in charge of the arc because she shouldn't have died.

Moreover, the trajectory of the bullet can be freely altered by psychic force, but there was also a way to bring the force forward to increase lethality, so the shotgun or NTW-20 used in special situations was not too suitable for use in such places.

A situation in which Jin, who pretended to go into the bank and create a new account and made sure to check the surroundings, ordered Noah to preserve only his body when the gunfight intensified.

"Phew, let's go then."

Although his physical ability was grade 10, he breathed deeply as if he was a little nervous about the first bank robbery, and put a mask on his head and pulled the AK-12 out of his crossbag and inserted a 7.62mm drum bullet.

The burden of a drum magazine carrying 100 rounds in a single magazine is frequent, but since it has been converted into drum magazine compatibility, no bullet will catch fire during shooting.

Just as Noah was nervous about the first crime he committed in his life, he took a big breath, turned his mask over, put two magazines in his pants pocket, and finished preparing.

"Okay? Once we're inside, we'll assemble the hostages into an army, and then we'll place the crossback behind the column. We don't want to get shot and destroyed."

"Yes. And I blackmail the bankers, and you take the outside, right?"

Noah's obedience to the game was as easy as accepting Jinwoo's orders, and he smiled satisfactorily.

"Great! Here we go! No matter how people around you react, just get inside the bank!"

Due to the bank's security cameras facing the entrance and outside of the building, he decided to put on his mask and step forward, wearing a crossback and walking armed with AK-12.

Noah also followed behind him, and the citizen walking in front of the bank suddenly tried to scream in fear of the armed robbers coming out of the building next door, but when Jinwoo held his hand to his mouth and pointed at his gun, he hardened to the position he was about to scream.

Jiaying--

Jinwoo, who tapped the shoulders of the stiff citizens and entered the bank as soon as the automatic door was opened, cried out, "When he robs the bank, what is the ambassador he most wanted to do to his personality?"

"I'm here to get my money back! If you all don't want to get a hole in your head, put your hands on your head!"

Tuda!!

"Gaaaaaah!"

Then, as they shot up at the ceiling, everyone in the bank screamed, but the instinct was to protect them from death, and they clumped to the wall.

The bankers leaned down to the bottom of the reception, and proceeded from the beginning as expected, collecting crossbacks behind the pillars supporting the building as originally planned, and unloading a grenade inside.

"Here! Lady Anne Gentleman! There are only two things I want! Be quiet and don't move! If I keep these two...."

"Gaaak! Gaaak! Gaaaah!"

At that time, a woman screamed at him for holding a grenade, but at the same time a fire broke out from AK's gun.

Bang!

Puck!

The screaming aunt burst her head by the newest AK with more than twice as much firepower as Maestro, and the hostage citizens vomited breathtaking.

"Ugh... Ugh! ……"

Bang!

Puck!

However, unlike others, the young man who was about to scream burst his head, not even screaming properly.

"……!"

"……!"

Instinctively, the citizens realized that he was only targeting those who were trying to scream, and stopped the screams from popping out, and then they lowered their guns as if they were satisfied.

"Good, good. Humans do more than talk."

"Put your money in this sack. Hurry up!"

Meanwhile, Noah handed the sack over to the banker to put money in, and the bankers who had guns in front of them moved their hands desperately to survive and filled their sacks.

'So far, so good.'

Soon, when one of the bankers presses the stolen switch under the guidance task, the police will be on their way. No, someone must have already pressed it.

That's when the unexpected happened. Even if Jinwoo's IQ is 200, it is ridiculous.

Jiaying--

"This is our Hell Prisoner! Everybody down... Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Wha?"

Suddenly another four-man mask robbery appeared inside the bank.

Citizens who were afraid, bankers who put money in, Jinwoo and Noah who turned their heads in sudden sound, and even the heavily armed quadruple robbers, the bank was in silence.

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Again, if you feel any serious discomfort or disgust for any of these crimes, please press backspace silently.

Now, to be honest with you, there's 100 percent disgust in this story, but that's why it's fiction, and that's why we've added the game, the irrelevant part.

In real life, you say, "Son of a bitch, you're the main character." You might say, "It's offensive," but once you use the game framework, you can say, "No matter what asshole, the game is a game…."

And that's why I've used every novel I've ever written to set up virtual reality games.

If you ask yourself, "No matter how many games you play, and the protagonist is like this, who doesn't recognize him in real life? Will Internet thugs behave the way they do at work and at work?" I will ask again.

PS: Let's give him a brother. My brother's a natural enemy.