Limit Breaker

"Hmm... Is that so?"

"……."

Sitting on the couch, Magnus reaches down and waits for his decision to make sure he knows he can't settle down.

He betrayed his favor and even broke his promise not to reveal his skills.

Whatever he curses at, whatever he does, Magnus feels as long as a few seconds until he opens his mouth again.

"Most of the criminal organizations in Japan that have been destroyed by the Three Tai Poles are called Yakuza."

"?"

Suddenly, Magnus raises his head slightly and listens to what he has to say.

"The Yakuzans are money these days, of course, but the Yakuzans used to insist that they're not scum who eat society, they're scumbags who guard dark streets."

No matter how well it is packaged, the scum that consumes society by blood and violence are violent organizations.

After describing the Japanese Yakuza, Jin woo raises his hand to the guardian god in a floating position behind him on the couch.

In an elongated barrel, the god took out the preserved sword (a homomorphic longsword made of alloy, not a double-edged sword) and lowered the handle to Jinwoo's hand.

"They value their pride, so if they do something wrong, they take pride and forgiveness at the same time by cutting off their fingers. Clearly, cutting off your own finger is hard enough on your own."

"……."

"But we are the age and identity of those kids to graduate from playtime, right? Left wrist."

"……!"

Tak -

Jinwoo turns the handle so that Magnus can hold it, placing the sword on the table, and Magnus firmly grips the handle with his right hand, twitching with excessive tension, understanding what he meant by "left wrist."

"Just a moment, please. The U.S. government will purchase the rights to Hellgate at a reasonable price. You don't have to look at the blood like this."

At that time, a government negotiator came along with one of the guards to hear Jinwoo was coming.

He tried to save more money than the way we saw each other's blood, but he denied such a negotiator's insistence that he had little desire for money.

"Shut up. This isn't about money and money. It's a matter of faith and loyalty. My loyalty can never be bought with 100 million, 10 billion, 10 trillion dollars."

A voice that is low but strong.

A negotiator from the government shivers briefly at the fierceness in his eyes.

'Wh-what is this…? I can't see the eyes of a scientist...!'

The negotiator, who felt energized by the death of countless others, paused for a moment at his grip, then tapped the desperate table looking back at Magnus with his finger and urged Magnus to make a decision.

"Now, what do you say, Magnus? You can forgive me for betraying my loyalty with one wrist. You can't mean you can't handle this much, right?"

"... If you can forgive me with this...!"

Magnus clenches his lips with a determined glance, raising his sword in his right hand and relentlessly lowering his left hand.

"W-wait!"

The negotiator makes an urgent cry, but Magnus relentlessly squeezes out his wrist.

Kwa-na!

"Grrrgh!"

Blood and painful groaning come out as the blade plunges into the wrist halfway.

The reason we cut it in half is because of the bone.

However, he did not stop there, once again swinging his sword to cut the bones and cut off the wrists completely.

Bang, bang!

"That's enough."

God held his wrist, making it impossible for him to wield the sword anymore.

"I-I... I...!"

"That's it. That's it."

Magnus tried to wield his sword once more against the god who interrupted him, but when he told me he was in danger, he stopped.

"If you had noticed that you were going to stop right before the slaughter, you'd be very disappointed. But you really wanted to cut your wrists. That should be enough to regain some of the lost loyalty."

Jinwoo takes the sword from Magnus' hand, wipes the blood off the blade with a nearby paper towel, and hands it back to the god who moved to his back.

"I knew you were desperate, and now that my crumpled loyalty has been restored, let's get to work." "

"Khh... Ugh... Th-thank you."

Magnus squeezed the blood out of his half-cut wrists, and fortunately, he was wearing a living nanosuit, which started to regenerate as foam formed at the wound site.

"Ugh... Ugh...!"

However, Magnus, who was suffering from groaning and sweating because the wound regenerated and irritated the area of the wound was more painful than he thought, had to endure the pain while sweating on his face, so that no blood could be shed from the wound.

Then, Jin Woo opens his mouth to the negotiator.

"Now, what can I do for you?"

"I'll explain that now."

The U.S. government, of course, sought to appeal to Jin Woo.

However, when the referendum failed because he claimed he didn't want to belong somewhere, the negotiator used the suboption to give him enough money or something he wanted in exchange for making weapons for the U.S. government.

This seemed to have worked, and Jiwoo, who was contemplating something, had additional conditions.

"Fine. But here's the deal instead. I'll talk to the President. The important thing is that we face each other, face to face, and understand each other's sincerity."

"Yes? B-but the president..."

"Syrah? Don't be silly."

Then Jinwoo hung himself on the couch.

If you do not like it, you are also against something that is not motivated.

"… I will report to the top first."

Even if someone doesn't notice, 'I don't want to do anything. I already do nothing, but I want to do nothing more violently and actively.' It was because it was impossible to persuade a friend who felt the atmosphere with the authority given to him.

No matter how much you pay me, no matter how much you provoke me because I have no desire for money, there is no answer, so I should report it to my superiors.

"… Yes. His requirements are… Yes… Yes…. Okay, then."

Once he got the call from the corner, he headed back to the couch with a slightly brighter face.

"The President wants to meet with you. But……."

"But what?"

"There are many potential enemies aiming for the President, so you have to guard the perimeter and you can't come to the hardest part of town. So Magnus decided that meeting at the production base of the Hellhound, a minor copy of the Hellgate, would reduce both security and wasted time. I had no choice but to be heavily monitored and vigilant. That part...."

"Well, you can't feel good being alert and suspicious. But I'm not that ignorant of the world. One is the leader of one country, and I'm an unknown technique, and I have to take the risk of surveillance and vigilance."

Luckily, it was an egotistical personality, but it was not a thunder-naked person who didn't know it from time to time.

I was about to report to the top while taking a breath of relief in his remarks that he would take the uncomfortable risk of having to face the President with strict vigilance and surveillance.

"By the way, when you report to the top, report this as well."

Then Jinwoo handed him a business card piece of paper from his wallet.

The negotiator tilts his head and starts reading the text on his business card.

- Instructions for Use -

1. Jin Woo is an explosive with a strong pride and temperament that explodes when suppressed by force. Treat it gently.

2. If you treat Jin Woo arrogantly, you will die.

3. If you touch Jinwoo more than you need, you will die.

4. If you curse Jin Woo, you will be able to meet your dead ancestor.

5. If you kill Jin Woo, you will be stabbed to death by Gun Hoe Hae, Jin Woo's bodyguard. Be careful.

6. Jin-woo is the owner of a free spirit. If he tries to block his way for no reason, he just walks right through. It's my way!

7. If you ignore all the warnings above, your whole body will feel much happier fighting with Sam Taegeuk naked. Only those who are curious about the existence of hell.

8. All warnings above take precedence over all laws and regulations in the United States.

"W-what is this...?" "

"Can't you read? There's a title."

"N-no... Th-this is..."

Negotiator has heard of all kinds of conditions so far, even those that differ from common sense, but this was the first time in his entire life.

"As long as we don't go against this instruction manual, we'll all have to avoid it. Amen Happy."

He pointed his index finger at his chest and said, "I am Happy." He turned his wrist and pointed his index finger at the negotiator's face.

"Yur Happy."

And I pointed my finger at a picture of the corner of the American flag.

"Hey, Happy."

And lastly, "What do you think? It was easy, right? '

"Why? You look like shit. Did I overdo it? Just be polite, be polite, and there's nothing wrong with having a conversation? Or were you just going to treat me as a warning in the user manual here?"

"……."

Negotiators desperately rolled their heads, saying, "Do we really have to let this go, or is there something we don't know?"

However, seeing Jinwoo's face, he was able to feel his eyes spinning.

I mean it!

He sincerely wants to accept this' instruction manual 'from the US government!

With pride, you've grown even more proud of America's most powerful government!

"I'll e-send it first……."

But here we are, like, "Do you think we're gonna take this shit? 'If you dig, you will be able to overturn every failure.

Once you hear the top part's answer, you must respond accordingly to avoid incurring the penalty of failure.

Although he had heard it from Magnus as' easy-to-know nature, 'he could not have imagined that it was such a dirty nature.

Regardless, negotiators who felt uneasy from the start anticipated that any response from the top would be a big problem for the man in front of them, and the expectation was too accurate.

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I have a cold.

That doesn't make for a restful cold, a cough worse, a sore throat?

I think I'm not going to the hospital. I took my medicine at the pharmacy, so I'm going to sleep.

By the way, isn't this weird sleepy feeling you're taking these pills with?

I mean, do you think it'll make you sleepy enough so you don't think about anything else?

Some webtoon writers say they drink and draw if they don't think of the material, but I'm about to take a cold medicine and write.

Anyway, I don't want to catch any more flu, so I'm going to go to bed. Rifles will see you tomorrow, so if you mess with me, you're dead.