Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Choi Dong-sun spoke softly without embarrassment.

"The CEO is so drunk that I'd like to get him some honey water and some sobering medicine to sobering up. Would you like a drink, Eun-sol?"

Eun-sol shakes his head with a look of regret.

"Huh. I don't drink alcohol..."

"I think I can have a drink on a day like this, but the CEO is very strict."

"I mean, it's like a boring principal."

Eun-sol vented his anger by pointing to the late CEO Kang and his employees.

"You guys are that drunk!"

"Kkkkkkkkk, do you need anything?”

"Oh, I'm going to make some cocktails for the members. Non-alcoholic. Can I use your bar?

"Yes, of course. Help yourself."

Choi Dong-sun whispered and continued.

"I'll pretend I didn't see it, so let's go for a regular cocktail instead of non-alcoholic drinks. Strong one."

"Oh, can I?"

"Should I keep it a secret to your grave?"

"Dear Chief, I love you, kiss!"

Watching Eun-sol blow a hand kiss, Choi suffered another heart attack after Min Ha-yeon.

"It's because I'm covered by Min Ha-yeon, but this is pretty cute, too. Come on, I've lost my sight. to these little dudes, ······…………………………………………

Eun-sol caught Choi Dong-sun, who skillfully overcame the momentary crisis, when she was returning to the table with two glasses of honey water.

"Wait a minute. I'll make you a cocktail as a token of appreciation."

"What?"

"I'm from the best flat bartender in the country again!"

"Oh, really?"

"Eunsol's second signature cocktail, 'Let's try this one too.' Just two minutes!

"Oh, this is a really annoying character.’

Choi Dong-sun, who was amazed to see Eun-sol shaking the shaker, ended up waiting for two minutes to drink "Let's try this too." In addition, she fell in love with Eun-sol's four-dimensional charm and even had useless conversations.

He drank the last drop of the cocktail and stole his lips.

"Well, this is really good. It's so delicious."

"Ahem, of course. Who made it? Now go and do your business. Our CEO, honey water, hurry up!

"Hahaha, yes. Soli, you should work, too."

'Haha, cute little thing. Wait. I'll finish Min Ha-yeon and eat you for dessert.’

"Take this, sir."

Returning to the table, Choi Dong-sun gave CEO Kang a glass containing sleeping pills and made a toast gesture.

"What is this?"

"Honey water. You need to calm yourself down and run again. As you heard from our CEO, you're a shareholder. He doesn't hear that I can't drink anywhere, but I don't think I can beat him. You're way older than me."

"Hey, how much age difference do you have? Cheers."

Kang Han-chul, who felt good in Choi Dong-sun's nest, drank honey water pleasantly, which became the last conversation between the two.

As the head, who is known for being a heavy drinker, fell asleep, the rest of the main employees quickly relaxed.

They took a sip of high-end whiskey that Choi Dong-sun and her group followed and eventually disappeared into their rooms one by one or spread out on the sofa.

The only thing left on the first floor is VNF members and lower-level staff such as coordinators and road managers who are not very involved in the company's operations.

Choi Dong-sun had a good reason to leave them. They had to be witnesses to the events ahead.

"Let's get started, Kang."

Five minutes after Choi Dong-sun's order fell, about 10 unidentified men, a combination of ethnic Koreans and Southeast Asians, came into the villa.

Armed with hand axes and knives, they gathered 15 men and women on the first floor in less than a minute, wrapped themselves up with transparent tape and made the same employees who were losing their minds on the second floor.

Then, he dragged Choi Dong-sun and her party down to the first floor and began acting as instructed in front of everyone.

They demanded 100 million won per person from Choi Dong-sun and threatened to sell their organs if they did not do as they were told.

Choi Dong-sun pretended to negotiate with them, saying, "I will do what I am told."

Since then, the trapped employees have been trapped in one room and three gunmen have been watching them.

The VNF members were moved to another room, and only four of them, including Min Ha-yeon, were taken to the second floor.

All of these scenes were captured in CCTV footage hidden throughout the house.

They would be used as evidence to prove that Choi and his party were also victims.

***

The bed room where Min Ha-yeon is trapped.

The tape that tied her body was untied, but her face was covered in a black plastic bag.

All Min Ha-yeon could do was shiver and cry for help.

Soon after, a Southeast Asian put a needle in her arm and injected drugs.

At the height of the drug's energy, a Southeast Asian left and Choi Dong-sun replaced him.

He took two candies out of his pocket and poured them into his mouth with water.

In an hour, Sung Gwi-nam and Kim Tae-hyung will also be brought here.

Choi Dong-sun was planning to humiliate Min Ha-yeon once again in front of Sung Gwi-nam after filling her desire first.

"Babies, I told you I touched the wrong person, didn't I? What?"

Choi Dong-sun murmured, feeling her head getting ecstatic.

He peeled off the plastic bag and grabbed Min Ha-yeon's loose cheeks.

"You should know who you're doing this for. You and your members got screwed up because of that cute guy. How dare you fight, knowing who I am?"

After saying so, Choi Dong-sun grabbed Min Ha-yeon's hair and pushed her tongue through her lips. However, Min Ha-yeon's chin was instinctively tight and only licked her front teeth.

"Oh, won't you open your mouth?"

eyes dim with tears streaming down their eyes

Nevertheless, his eyes were full of spirit.

When I try to kiss again, I turn my head this time.

"Where is the hunter?"

Clap!

A big hand slapped Min Ha-yeon on the cheek.

Choi Dong-sun grinned at her helplessly lying on the bed.

"This is fun. Yeah, that's what I'm supposed to do."

It was then when he pulled his belt out of his waist and held it in his hand like a whip.

I thought I could hear the furniture being pushed downstairs, and soon the men's frivolous screams rang out.

"What are you talking about, man?"

***

Bang Hyun-song, a Korean-Chinese, smiled unknowingly at the thought of the money he would receive after finishing the work.

He left his bottoms to clean up, then stepped out of the front door and asked for a cigarette.

-Click

As soon as he turned on the lighter, the car's headlights poured out over the unclosed parking lot shutters as they entered.

Bang Hyun-song, who was hit by the snow, grumbled irritably, covering his forehead with his palm.

"Oh, what is it? Who else is coming besides us?"

I could hear the sound of the doors closing over time.

I know two cars get off a crowd of people, but the lights make it impossible to see the exact shape.

"Who's that? Is that our guy?”

At that moment, a big man, reminiscent of a black bear, ran to the flying vault and grabbed Bang Hyun-song's face with a hand as big as a pot lid. The cigarette I was biting is crushed and the tip of my nose is stinging.

I couldn't think of the knife I was wearing under my arms.

A nuclear bomb-like punch was inserted into the faces of the Korean people, and when he hit the back of his head against the wall, he lost consciousness and fell on the floor of the muddy water.

"I have the power to mash your brain like tofu, but I don't have any personal grudge, so I'll end it here."

The black bear who said so opened the front door and went inside.

After him, five other black bears and a Korean squid followed him.

***

Choi Dong-sun, who noticed something strange, came out of the room and peeped over the railing to see the situation on the first floor.

For a moment he wondered if he was drugged and looking for something.

But I've never heard of candy hallucinations, so it must be a true story.

What's that?

A black gang came in and is making a mess of the house.

No matter how hard I look at it, it wasn't on our side.

Because our side was falling like leaves on their hands.

There was nothing that only the elderly armed with knives and hand axes could do.

Because the black gang had a taser gun and a gas gun in their hands.

Physical foul, weapon foul, perfect balance collapse.

Choi Dong-sun was able to recognize the face of one of the gangsters who was wearing a suit alone. It's the black guy that Ji Sun-kyung had.

And he's looking around like a new hillbilly in Seoul.

"Starting with the cute guy ···."

Soon after, Sung Gwi-nam raised his head like a ghost and found himself sticking out his head next to the wall. He points this way with his fingers and shouts hatefully.

"Mr. Johnson! There's Choi Dong-sun on the second floor!"

It's gone to hell.

"What the hell? Chief Kang, where's Chief Kang?

Secretary Kang, who he was looking for, was cooking ramen in the kitchen on the first floor when he saw a black riot and ran away through the back door.

***

Johnson's friends were also working as personal bodyguards or guards in various parts of Seoul.

They were glad to help us with a phone call from Brother Johnson.

That's how the six Diltin Clan were formed.

Seeing them gathered together, I felt rather sorry for Choi Dong-sun and her friends.

With this member, I thought I could hit Pyongyang.

But there was one thing that Sung-dae and I overlooked.

There was no way that Genie, who had lived in a nursing home for several years, could have properly grasped the geography of Seoul.

If Choi Dong-sun and his party had taken a picture of the navigation, Genie could have arrived at the same time by reading the address and telling us about it, but they moved without necessarily taking a picture of the familiar place. That's also a place far beyond Seoul.

Ginny stuttered the way with the names on the road signs, and it was not easy to get out of Seoul, so he gave the address written on the gate only after arriving at the destination.

The traffic jam outside Seoul was also Uranzil City.

As it says in "I protect my woman," the golden time of 10 hours should have been over 10 minutes.

That means it's been 10 minutes since Choi Dong-sun robbed Ha-yeon, and for Ha-yeon, that 10 minutes would never have been a short time.

For some reason, however, the time has been extended by about 10 minutes.

The reason was because of the blue brush.

According to Genie, a member named Eun-sol was holding Choi Dong-sun in the middle. That was why the golden time was extended.

It was a lucky variable that no one could grasp.

But there was another unexpected variable of misfortune: Choi Dong-sun also hired foreign mercenaries.

Ginny also belatedly learned of it and delivered it a few minutes before our arrival. He said he was holding a knife and an axe and sobbed to just call the police.

But Diltin Clan said to me, who was worried, "Noprablam." He opened his jacket and showed me a gun stuck in the X Peninsula.

"What's the real thing?"

"Nope. Gas and Taser."

"Good Job, Bro."

"Puck King Crazy."

Johnson and Diltin Clan were like black storms.

Arriving on time, they began to ruthlessly thresh Choi Dong-sun's Southeast Asian collection.

It was like an Indian-European fight.

As they rushed with axes and knives like primitive men, the latest gas guns and taser guns were fired, followed by one for you, one for me, and a merciless punch.

Trust and Write MADE IN USA

Choi Dong-sun, you punk! I know Mijae! I don't know! Unmade! Unmade!

What era is it and we still use products from developing countries!

"Sungdae, you don't have to come here."

[I know, but let's use the song for the celebration.]

"Good idea."

[Poking Crazy.]

By the way!

'Genie, where's Hayeon, where's Hayeon?’

Here you go, Master! 2nd floor!}

When I looked up the stairs to the second floor of Jinny's voice, she was waving her hand.

Down there, oh-oh-ra, Choi Dong-sun, you're there.

"Mr. Johnson! There's Choi Dong-sun on the second floor!"

"Okay, I saw it."

Brother Johnson stepped on four steps and rushed toward the easternmost line like a brown bear in Alaska, and I followed him up.

Choi Dong-sun hurriedly entered the room and locked the door, but only the door was smashed.

Boom!

The whole door fell off after a cold kick from Johnson.

Choi Dong-sun, who was making a phone call somewhere, rolled on the floor with a thrown door.

Then, the bed that was visible from behind was covered with a blanket like a quilt rose like a grave.

It looked like someone was sitting on his knees covered with a blanket.

I called the name in a quivering voice like a person in 'TV carries love.'

"Ha, Ha Yeon-ah, ··."

“······.”

"Min Ha-yeon!"

It was not until the last name was attached that the blanket shook and soon the face was revealed.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, it was her face.

The bad girl, the yixiral girl, the one who will fry and kill in semen.

Why do you hurt my heart so much? What?

····· by the way, why are your eyes so relaxed?

Hey, are you late?

Having never had the courage to check my body hidden under the blanket, I tried hard and smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, what's wrong with your face? Did you drink a lot?"

Only then did he notice who I was, and the guy who frowned and checked my face properly burst into tears.

"Sighing, Namgunniim, ···········~"

Am I still a Confederate?

Is that so?

"It's okay! Don't cry! You did nothing wrong! I'll take responsibility for everything!"

"I got a weird shot. Ugh!

an end

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