Limit Breaker

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh…!"

For some reason, as long as the parents of other abused students and their wives had to be meat lumps and screams, the middle-aged people in their 50s became excruciating molluscs, and they were surprised at the sound of Higgs' coming teeth.

Not only did he appear, he was surprised at the sight of carnivorous animals with surgical scalpels and hand grinders.

"Perisha said you stood up the most and took care of your son. So I asked him a few questions, and he left you alone."

When Perisha appeared, she was the one who shouted loudest and defended her son and insulted the student most.

After placing the cleaning hand grinder in one corner for a moment, a pair of boxer shorts slightly took the middle-aged torso, which was the whole piece of cloth across the body, to the scalpel.

Tuck.

"Hehehe……!"

Feeling of cold metallic.

And with a sharp blade tip piercing the flesh, the middle-aged man groans in horror.

"My dad and mom just scolded me when I was a kid, saying I didn't raise you like that when I hit other kids. But that doesn't mean my parents hated me. He took my side once I couldn't easily choose whether I was wrong or wrong."

A scalpel, which began to talk for a moment when he was a child, began to paint with the power to leave marks on the middle-aged body.

"I don't want to brag because they're my parents. My parents had a lot of emotional fights over money. They weren't perfect, but they were obviously scolded if I caused any trouble. That's why I don't get it. With the victims, the evidence footage, why are you pushing your kids around saying they're innocent, that there's no problem?"

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Please... I'm sorry..."

Evil-

When the middle-aged man begged for his life, he straightened out the scalpel with the expression that he was annoyed beyond the mask.

Because of the strength of the body reinforcement, the scalpel was cut so lightly that the sound of mistaken thinking someone was cutting the paper with a sharpened blade rang out.

"Shhhhh!!!"

And of course, the afterstorm is not the same dimension as cutting paper.

"Who told you to apologize? And I'm not the one who should be apologizing. I'm going after the guy your kids bullied. The answer I want is not an apology, it's an explanation. I don't think I'm a very normal person."

"Huff... huff..."

"But I don't understand what you're doing. Now, try to make sense of my head. If you speak plausible logic, I'll let you off with a special release."

Take away the same tone of questioning, whether a middle-aged man screams or is in pain.

However, the middle-aged man who was distracted by the "I'll let you go" part of his mouth turned away from the pain and opened his mouth in order to somehow survive.

"Th-that's... family! It was a family affair! Shouldn't we be helping each other?"

Seo Hung-

"Shhh!!"

However, I cut the length of the index finger from the side to the belly in a '-' shape while again drawing the scalpel, whether it was an answer I did not like.

"Son of a bitch. So my dad and mom weren't my family? Did you find me under the oyster bridge?"

If, as he said, it's because of family love, then Chiu's parents have been bullied because he has no family love.

"I'm trying to be as rational and logical as possible. If that maniac loses his chance at a moment's lucidity, you'll end up just like them. Now answer me again."

"Ugh... Ugh..."

If a middle-aged man would wake up to the fear of death and become rational, and his assessment of himself would be objective and ignore the eyes of others, he would have been able to live safely, answering frankly, "It was just an excuse for my child and not to be seen by others."

I don't want to see the nail.

This is why the parents of the abused students support their children.

If a red line is drawn admitting the sins of the students who commit assault, they become parents like rapists and garbage parents who raised their children as murderers.

I'm not yelling for my real children.

just because they're afraid that they're being deprived, that they're being raped, that they're the parents who raised the murderer.

But will the people who shouted at the students who were hurt in the first place admit their sins?

"What's so h-wrong with a parent... defending their child...?" "

Now he tried to justify his sins by using his heart as a parent.

I heard that my appearance was being broadcast all over Korea, so I used my family and my parents as weapons to show people that I was innocent.

Phew.

"Queeeeeeeek!"

"Come on, will you look at him? Does that mean my dad and mom picked me up from the oyster bridge? You secretly dismiss me indirectly. Comfortable because he's my kid? Then why did my parents scold me if I beat up the others? What's the difference between my dad and you?"

When he didn't get the answer he wanted, he opened his mouth as if it was annoying to remove the scalpel from his thigh to his knee.

"Timeout. I don't need you to be rational and logical and sleeping anymore. I've never seen a fool go to hell on his own, even though my own volatility has allowed him to live."

"W-wait...!"

Tub!

"Woof!"

"You have no reason to answer, no value to ask, no need to beg."

The middle-aged man pulls his index finger and thumb into his mouth, grabs and pulls out his tongue, and activates the hand grinder that he left in one corner.

Whee! Whee!

Grinders are made to polish things smoothly, but they rotate quickly, so when you touch the edges, you almost certainly see blood.

I cut off the man's tongue without hesitation, as I began lowering it to the tongue.

I'm tired...!!

"Uuuh-uh!!!!"

Grinder cut out the man's tongue, and blood began to spill. He struggled to escape the pain somehow, but he could not overcome the power of the move.

After all, he was not satisfied with Qiu's answer, he died the same torture as everyone else, and people saw the horrors of revenge with their own eyes, and they rolled their heads desperately to see if they had previously let others down something.

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"Tsk. The filthy bastard's blood is on it."

Removing from the confined room, specially designed for revenge, he grumbles as he sees the blood stains on his hands and body.

"Hey, get some warm water, and get Aki and Cecilia ready, too."

- Yes, sir. -

Jinwoo, who instructed Perisha in Jihad, turned his gaze to Hyo-jun Park, a reported student with pale complexion.

He was able to see everything from beginning to end, because he allowed the external monitor to see what was inside.

"Wow, you're pretty tough, like Ferrissa said. Honestly, I thought I'd run away without seeing or fainting."

"Th-that's because I filed a p-report, I... I... I... I..."

"Ah, I get it."

Was it the horror of facing Qiu face to face, or the shock of seeing a person die alive?

Hyo-jun stuttered, but he could understand what he was trying to say.

"At least he's a loser for what he's done. I like those guys."

Like a close brother, Hyo-jun was busy rolling his eyes to understand the situation.

"Here, take this."

At that time, Chiu took something out of his pocket and put it in Hyo-jun's hand.

It was a vial the size of a thumb with transparent drugs.

"Th-this...?"

"You said you live alone with your grandmother. When I was a kid, I had a hard time at home, so I only became a normal family after I became a high school student. Anyway, I grew up under my grandmother when I was a kid, and I know that old people that age suffer from arthritis. At least you won't have arthritis and brutality if you feed me this."

"Th-thank you...!"

"That's enough. Go away. I already told you, I'll walk you home."

"Yes, yes!"

At this point, I don't understand whether it is the worst evil in the history of mankind that the alternate world has acknowledged, but I only enjoy trampling the arrogant faces of the strongmen, so I am not interested in trampling on the weaknesses, so I sent them gently.

Besides, I thought of my dead grandmother who suffered from arthritis and sent her medicine because she exchanged meds. If she was under normal parents, she would have just thrown it somewhere.

Anyway, cleaning up Hyo-jun started returning to jihad to wash the dirty blood from his body.

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Once again, those who realized that Sam Tai drama is a group that considers human lives lighter than ants chose a way to become familiar with the system created by Sam Tai drama.

The overwhelming power and cruelty shown by the Three Tai Poles, even though they lay down their mats to encourage rebellion openly, was a cruel and huge wall for the people of the 21st century to resist.

Moreover, he did not see the act of plundering and killing people on the streets at all, and even though it was cruel and unfair, if he made his own laws and conformed to them, he could not see blood.

That is, there are monsters and their subordinates that are so scary and cruel that they can kill themselves very lightly, but if they live only within the framework made by the monster, they can be touched, harassed, and watched silently.

Of course, sometimes when things get weird, it's not like hundreds of people die.

When they dismantled the army, they put the soldiers and officers together and started the Battle Royale.

The parents who lost their children to the Battle Royale spewed out their anger at the Tritiac, but they could not do anything to provoke or incite rebellion.

One side is a force of evil that has occupied three countries in Northeast Asia powerlessly and has forsaken Dory as a person.

One is an ordinary parent who has lost a child.

It was a fight that couldn't be fought in the first place, so everyone was in a hurry to refuse even if they opened their hands to others.

Using the vengeance method to remove the cruelty of the Three Tai Poles, he was bathing with Aki and Iscilia in the bathroom of Jihad.

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Next comes the bathtub that all men envy -_- ㅋ

I'm not jealous of the bath itself, I'm jealous of the way I bathe.

As much as I was going to take the day off, I get better flu than I thought, so I write late at night.

Never! I'm bored! Or bitten!

Fuck me! Be good! Be good! Wounded fighting spirit! Punished! Just!

So praise the fucking faithful writer! Praise the power of my spirit, which a horse can't stop, even though I'm so sick and rested!

PS: Everyone's doing well.