Limit Breaker

"Let me explain the rules for those of you who don't know. Passengers on either side of the hall, where I shout bread, raise your arms up and say," Ow. "How about that? It's as easy as Uncle Bob's art hour, right? Let me give you an example: 0! 0! 7!"

Jinwoo pronounced the gun word correctly one by one, pointing it randomly one way or the other.

"Bam!"

Bang!

"Gaaaahhhh!!"

"Ahhhh!"

A gun fires at the face of the woman with the bread.

Of course, people screamed in a commotion, but then the gun rang again, and a heavy voice came out of the crowd.

Bang, bang!

"Shut the fuck up! Screaming bastards die first!"

"……!!"

In Jinwoo's lively voice, the passengers kept their mouths shut and trembled, and he opened his mouth again.

"And look, I'm not the kind of scumbag who kills passengers for no reason."

Wherever Jinwoo pointed, she saw a female passenger trembling, not screaming, but stiffening.

She looks blurry from the shock she feels as the bullet sticks right next to her ear socket, and makes a mistake as to whether she thinks she's going to die from the shock.

"Oops, excuse me. Cecilia, go to the bathroom and clean up."

"Yes."

At that time, I heard a name so familiar in the ears of all the passengers.

"Come this way."

Iscilia, who covered her face with power suits, headed to the bathroom with horror, a man jumped up and pointed fingers at her.

"Don't use Lord Isilia's name on terrorist topics!"

"Huh?"

A middle-aged white male in his early 40s had a red face with anger.

"Aza, do you want to hide? I told you not to get up."

"Lord Ycilia is the pride of England! It's the face of England! I'd rather die than see his name dirty!"

Whether he was British or not, his reverence for Cecilia had surpassed his fear.

I would have killed her myself, but I summoned Cecilia to go to the bathroom, where she could think of something fun.

"Hey, Cecilia. Reveal the facial part of the power suit."

"Yes, one moment."

Ki-young! Ki-young!

Ycilia, who was supporting a woman who was relieved of her legs, leans against the wall and reveals her face.

"W-well..."

A middle-aged white man could not open his mouth without knowing his face.

"W-why... did Lord Issialia say... terrorists...?" "

In the words of a man who had vomited so closely, other passengers also noticed that she was not only the UK but also Europe's most famous talent, Iscilia Maxwell.

Even if they are not interested in the world of these talents, the good deeds that Iscilia has done so far have been well known.

Her character and personality to protect the righteous and the weak and to care for the wounded were called true knights of the 21st century, and the respect of the British for Iscilia was equal to that of the entire kingdom.

Middle-aged white men could not open all the words to the fact that Isaiah had gone on a hijacking trip as a terrorist.

At that time, Jinwoo hugged Iselia's slender waist.

"Ah…!"

With a sudden scream of his sudden actions, she hugs his neck and kisses herself without hesitation, noticing his intent.

"Ugh… ugh…"

The most ferocious kiss of all.

She smiled at people as if she were proud of them and enjoyed the deep pleasures of her tongue.

"N-never mind... This is... ridiculous..."

Bang!

Puck!

A middle-aged white man with a frightening look on his face who was famous for his unreasonable love for only one man, Iscilia hung on a much younger man than herself, and fell in horror, despite the bullet in his forehead.

Jinwoo, who shot the man who ignored her warning as she was kissed, held her in his arms and showed the passengers a stronger kiss.

"Phew……."

"Ahh..."

As they dropped their faces after finishing kissing, each other's saliva from the tip of the tongue loosened long, creating a silver thread.

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Ycilia kisses Jinwoo's neck slightly and opens her mouth as if laughing at a dead middle-aged man.

"What doesn't make sense? Love has no borders or age. I'll finish what I started, honey."

After overcoming the horror of death because of her admiration, Iscilia scoffed at him at the sight of herself at some distance, pulling down the mask connected to the power suit and dragging the squalid woman trembling into the bathroom.

"Looks like some idiot ate some useless food. Anyway, you know the rules, right? Only the people on the left and right sides of the bread are screaming. Since I am a specimen of generosity enough to swallow Jesus' cheeks, let's just call that commotion a warning."

Jinwoo smiles, raising his pistol again.

"Come on! Laugh! Laugh! Just like I said, no one will die."

Jinwoo's 007 bread game had just begun.

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"You couldn't find out for sure?"

"Yes, I checked the Middle East just in case, and there's no record of anyone working under the name of Samtaegeum, as well as the name of Samtaegeum."

Ed Lee whispers in his report.

"Then this means that this is a supervillain...."

However, the extraordinary nature of hijacking and the unique way to subdue oneself from the start was never supernatural.

'No, he was definitely very good at this kind of crime.'

He believed in his senses and thought he was a veteran with a lot of experience in terrorism and crime.

Let's make sure we know who the enemy is! 'Ed Lee had thought about the enormous incident that was inside China that he did not want, but it would have been known in public first.

'It seems something big has happened inside the Federation lately.'

His efforts to find the footprint of Chiu, remembering the big events one by one, resulted in the disappearance of two masters from the Chinese martial arts organization, the Pentagon.

It seems that young martial artists who went to support at the request of South Korea were injured during the attack on the successor of Across, and recalled that the two angry ambassadors had been disconnected after they went to Korea, but soon they shook their heads and blurted their memories.

'It turns out that there have been a lot of incidents in Korea lately. Let's check your information just in case. "

Thinking about it, he opens his mouth to the person in charge.

"Since something big happened in Korea in a row, something may have happened in between. Let's focus on that."

"Th-that's ……."

A soldier with a stolen voice and behavior, he scratched his head at Ed Lee's request and made a handsome face.

"Is there a problem?"

"Just in case, we've also collected information from Korea... but there's an incredible urban legend..." "

"City legend?"

"Hard to believe... Too empty... However, there is no clear evidence and only word of mouth..." "

"??"

Ed Lee tilted his head, but now the hijacked criminal was an unknown terrorist, so there are rumors that need to be caught.

"Let's hear it. I won't blame you. Tell me what you know."

"The first is rumor that an unidentified man wearing a red mask dueled the Grand Arc when the Grand Arc was in turmoil in South Korea, and that a man in a red mask single-handedly dealt with most monsters when the monsters suddenly appeared and fought the Korean military to recover Yoma's corpse before returning to the battle plane. I bombed the area where the Red Mask crew was stationed by the fighter, but when I checked the debris, I only found one body of Yoma that was almost destroyed by the explosion and the entire Red Mask party disappeared..."

Huff, puff.

Ed Lee shakes his hand and stops his report.

"Done. Let's go back and gather some more information."

"… Yes."

The officer turns away, head bowing as if he knew there would be such a reaction. Ed Lee sighs.

He told me to tell you, but the more I listened, the more pathetic I felt.

Of course, he was also aware of the disturbance stories of the Yoma Monsters, but the reason he sighed was in the first part.

'Nonsense. You fought the Grand Arc? I mean, even if he did, there's no way he'd be able to hijack something like that, right?'

Despite the fact that the Grand Arc and its peers, or the unknown talent at the very bottom, can be compromised, Halley chooses the path of the difficulty of Hijacking.

If he had committed bank robbery, he would have suspected that he was trying to get money easily because he had overwhelmingly superior abilities.

But it's not really a plane hijacking.

This is because there are many ways that a person with that level of ability can take a place anywhere, and even if he sets foot on the crime side, there are many easier and faster ways to raise money.

In his memory, Ed Lee erased the information from Korea, and among the various pieces of information that information officers brought, he began to make an effort to guess the identity of the other party, but he could only confirm that there was no case related to the keyword Shiwoo and Sam Tai Jiak.

Eventually, I couldn't find any information about the other person, but I couldn't help but negotiate, so I sent a radio signal and wanted to hear the requirements of cleaning up again.

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I looked at modern fantasy novels, and this was the most curious and frustrating part.

"No, why don't the protagonists go abroad? Why are all the fucking tough characters rushing to Korea like crazy? Did you put honey in Korea?"

Clearly, the protagonists who can play in the world are in Bangkok unconditionally, and even if they are talented, there are very few places in the world where the protagonists with a top level capability go first. The best talent can enter Korea by themselves and then cavalier to the protagonist.

Are there any rules among modern writers that allow villains to conquer the world if they conquer Korea? Honestly, even though I'm Korean and I try to buff my own things, I don't see the attraction of those people to come to Korea with lights on;

Well, since this novel was originally a typical writer's daughter novel, the protagonist is now going to play around the world.

Even though I came back to retrieve the rice cakes that I had thrown (Korea's ability to save the world).