Limit Breaker

"Fuck... Shibaaal! You crazy son of a bitch!"

Jack Hammer shouts indignantly towards the lightly crushed Jin Woo.

What's wrong with you?

In general, you might think it's an overwhelming power gap, but there was something wrong with him.

"Why! Why the hell are you here when you're so strong?!"

Beyond the Beast Master Diamond, who treats women of Grade 10 Physical Strengtheners on her own and is clearly a person of at least Grade 9 or higher (Jack Hammer is a Grade 8 Physical Strengthener)!

If he… no, if he had that kind of power in common sense, he would have used it to create his own power or to get enough money to last a lifetime.

That's why Jack Hammer is unfair.

You're crazy strong. Why the fuck are you here?

I can get anything I want if I just want to, but are you doing this nonsense?

Jack Hammer, who had already been predetermined to die through the life that flows from his opponent, cried out madly before he died, and he heard the evil cry.

Posterior-

"Just a hobby."

I simply replied with a blank look while digging a nostril with my little finger.

"… Ah…?"

Jack Hammer instantly got lighter in his head.

It was beyond his understanding, values, and common sense.

"W-what...?"

"It's a hobby. I like to put bullets on the backs of runaways of cannibals because I'm a cannibal. I like to sentence prisoners who've given up resistance to death, and I like to show the sky to the ones who think they're fucking strong." "

Jinwoo, who said that, hugged her with her right arm, relaxing and smiling as if it had already happened, put his hand inside her clothes and began to wriggle his chest.

"Ahhhh!"

Iscilia squeezes her arms together and pushes them further inward, as if wanting to rub them more firmly.

"Well, in a word, you guys were just out of luck. I thought I'd try out the notoriety of the New York Harlem family while I've got something to see around here."

"……."

Jack Hammer couldn't keep his mouth shut, as if he'd lost everything in the world.

"Th-that's... that's why...?"

"Why are you doing this, villager of the rolling Harlem family? There are villains in this world who act like it's natural to just kill, trample or destroy each other for fun, and you guys are one of them, right?"

He's right.

There are just a lot of criminals out there, just for no purpose, destroying their opponents for simple fun.

"The world revolves. So it's your turn this time."

I would never do anything to hurt the Earth, no matter how many times it spins, no matter how many times it reverses.

The flusterers...

Jack Hammer comes in here, trembling at the fact that he's just a hobby, and rushes in, knowing he's dying, to feed and kill Jin Woo.

"Ahhhh!!"

However, his charge was annihilated by Isilia's mind-set.

Lost-

"Shhh! Shhh!"

He broke his knee by focusing on the power of his mind.

Kwadang!

"Wow. I can't believe you can give me that kind of pressure just by falling. Why don't you just go to acting school?"

"Th-think... ugh!"

Jinwoo gives a small round of applause to the distressed Jack Hammer as his knees are crushed, and Iscilia continues to pressure him not to stand still.

"Grrrrrrr!!"

At that time, the battle between Aki and Destroyer came to an end.

Combat with a Grade 10 physical enhancer brought about the limit of power… No, he even managed to swing a Grade 10 physical enhancer around on his own to minimize the extent of damage.

In fact, when the Grand Arc and the Rain fought, the city was completely overrun and the army marched, but the duel was within a narrow radius of no more than 20 metres.

In other words, the battle proceeded as Aki intended, from beginning to end.

Puck!

"Off... off...!"

A destroyer who attacked Aki with his fists slammed.

Ordinary people may have become a lump of meat from the shock wave on their fists, but Aki simply dodged and stabbed a ninja into the ceiling of his screaming mouth.

Ninjas protruding from their mouths above their heads.

The Destroyer's eyes falter in despair as his last hope disappears in a few meaningless moments toward the air, and Jack Hammer is in agony.

"Jin-woo! We got it covered!"

Aki returned to Jinwoo with a suspiciously clear voice to see if Harlem was the woman who had just played with the best monster, Destroyer.

"Good work. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Oh? Do you think I'd be beaten up by an idiot like that?"

Both men and women felt each other's body temperatures, rubbing each other's faces together, holding each other like Iselia's shoulders with their remaining hands.

"Yikes! ♥ Do you really like Jin-woo so much?"

One side is a physical enhancer who plays with the Destroyer.

The other one is a brilliant mind controller who lightly overwhelms Jack Hammer.

Moreover, Jinwoo, who embraced the beauty of the perfect Eastern and Western women, mocked their hearts as if it were natural.

"What about this guy?"

"Wait a minute."

Jinwoo ordered Cecilia to wait a moment, and began talking to herself into the air.

"Hey, Perisha. Is he ready?... Yes.... Yes. Okay, it doesn't matter, so just put him where I am. Uh, right now."

Spot-

At the end of the phrase, Jack Hammer looks at the teleport-speaking sound behind him, and his eyes whiten as he turns his neck and looks behind him.

"W-what is this……."

"Oh, what a fast-paced Perisha you are. Hey, take care of that."

"W-wait! Wait!!"

Although he stormed into a rage, Jack Hammer, who was beginning to crack as death approached him.

Out of the way!

Your consciousness begins to fade with the sound of bone breaking in your head as you kick a soccer ball towards yourself.

"Oh, right. I should have asked him where his headquarters were."

"What do you think? If you just smash them all, you'll find out."

"Wow! I'm surprised to hear that sound coming from Cecilia."

'Yisil... Ria...'

Jack Hammer, who was losing consciousness, once again saw her face in the keyword "Iscilia," and he could see that it was the same picture of Iscilia's youth that he had previously seen by accident.

'Tsk... tsk...'

Put aside the worst villain in the history of the earth who has been married and insulted by the public broadcasting of Ycilia.

I was Jack Hammer when I found out who they were.

"Huh? Maybe she's still alive? Check and shoot."

Woojik!

With the sound of the bones crumbling, he became completely unconscious.

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The leaders of New York Harlem's wrinkled organizations, Iron Muscle, Circubus, Death Army, White Spicy and Black Gold have created a neutral space where you can face to face to face to coordinate when something big happens.

That is, we should not talk on the phone from a distance, but face to face.

Smartphones are distributed, and video communication is possible, so why do we have to meet? However, important transactions and contracts seem to be more truthful to talk to each other in person than to communicate video from afar.

Even though they had gathered many times for internal matters, it was the first time they had been gathered by the commotion of outsiders, so they could not easily believe this situation.

Among the five people who were aware of the fight, the first one to open was a Chinese American woman, a Circubus, who emphasized her body in an attractive dark red china dress with long oriental red eye makeup and brown hair.

"Black Gold. Didn't you hire mercenaries outside to cause trouble? I don't know what it's for."

A white man who decorated himself with a very fat figure, all kinds of gold and jewelry in her uterus burst open his mouth, saying, "Huh."

"Yes, I'm most suspicious. I'm the one who has the most connections with the outside."

He used New York Harlem as a home base to make money, just like a merchant who deals illegal goods to customers all over the United States.

"But why have I seen this place? Isn't it full of hair? I'd rather collect mercenaries and take your heads off. It's suicide in this slum. I know I'm suspicious, but let's be reasonable about this."

Black Gold sought to relieve himself of some of the pressures that were inflicted on him by thinking sensibly.

Des Ami, a 40-year-old white man wearing a military uniform engraved with the Iron Muscle and Skeleton Clan, did not open his mouth, but stopped provoking the behavior of Black Gold.

"Khhhhh ~ ~"

The thin man with a densely engraved tattoo on his skin head, who doesn't know the current situation, was trembling all over his body, injecting an intravenous injection into a syringe filled with an unusual liquid.

"Hey, White Spicy. Don't you see what's happening here?"

Des Ami frowned and constrained White Spicy's behavior.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh…."

However, he was already injected with heroin because of the intense pleasure that he felt in his brain, and the trick was to say he was going to Hong Kong.

I'm a simple drug addict, but when I attack, I get a sense of what a rabid dog is and what poison is.

In his appearance, the other four doubting who had brought an outsider to explore each other thought at the same time.

'Not him.'

'He wouldn't wipe his head like that.'

'I don't like it, but he's not gonna cut it.'

'He knows Harlem's charm that he can use drugs as much as anyone in the first place.'

Leaders of your organization who never thought the White Spice had created this situation.

It was too powerful to be a coincidence, and it was too sudden, and the other four were having an invisible battle doubting each other.

Qadang!

At that moment, a Des Army informant rushes into the conference room, bringing information about the end of the battle.

"H-Commander!"

"Tell me."

By the way, the "commander" referred to here is not just the commander, but the commander of the military class.

And since we're using military terminology, but we don't have a lot of real troops, and we're ranked with strength, the squad leader could be, or he could be, a captain.

Just to put it simply, it's a terminology military organization.

"All the Dark Falcon squads that have moved in to deal with those who were installed in our realm have been slain! Commander Dark Falcon is down, along with the Wormholes from the White Spice!"

"!!"

Death Army doesn't expect his elite squad to be defeated, so his expression falters.

Others were foolishly fond of the dark Falcon's overwhelming firepower as they flew around freely with heavy firearms.

However,

"My queen!"

After that, even the facial expressions of the Circubus informant arrived, and he was appalled.

"D-Destroyer is dead! And Jack Hammer from Iron Muscle!"

"W-what!?"

"What!?"

"!!"

News of the death of Destroyer, the most powerful watchman in the city of Harlem, the largest force in the circus.

Even Iron Muscle was more shocked than his servant Jack Hammer's death.

"What are these guys...?"

The circular man loses his strongest hand, but his relaxed beauty stirs with anger.

"Who the hell are these guys?!"

New York Harlem, where even the government gave up.

The worst moment of infamy was coming at them.

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Perhaps I should clear my artwork settings.

Once you know who's dead, who's getting it, and who's growing up, the spoiler part is too strong.

It says, "Don't look," because it's a spoiler. It's like you're forcing me to look at every novel.

For now, I'm going to try to narrow down the content of the artwork settings, but if you don't want me to do that, I'll just erase it.