Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)
You don't know (3)
The facial expressions of the fence were stiff after seeing the situation in the intestine.
It was much worse than he thought.
Until I heard the report, one of the escorts who was following the old men had an accident. When I heard that Sam-Young was here, I expected them to subdue him.
If it was Samyoung, the dizzy Master could handle it lightly.
However, Sam-Young was lying dead, and the old people turned anti-pathetic, just moaning.
Among them was a man I had never seen before.
“Where are you from? ”
The voice of the wall trembles. Even for me, it was not easy to cope with Samyoung's collaboration. In other words, the target is stronger than itself.
“I stumbled across this filthy place by accident. ”
I answered this for later. This place was best treated as wiped out by an unnamed contractor who passed by.
I tried the way that the Joker's Wall was the lowest, but still the best.
“Do you know who's behind me? ”
I laughed and said to his threats.
“Do you know who the man behind you is in this filthy place? ”
Immediately, the wall froze.
If Samachun finds out about the existence of this place, he will be in trouble. Moreover, the profits here were placed in their pockets constantly. Perhaps the Samaritan will try to tear itself apart.
I was smiling at him.
But you don't know.
How angry I am.
You are not qualified to keep these children. You are more than the claws of these children.
I was so angry at him for being trampled on by those innocent souls. I was angry at him for almost putting White White White White and his family in danger.
If we can't protect them and take care of them, at least we won't harm them.
“What do you want? Money?"
Their imagination is just like this. If you hit a place like this, it's because of money.
When I didn't say anything, he thought it was a positive sign.
“I'll give you my share of the land. This Hall? Three Hall? I'll give you whatever you want. Look at those kids! ”
He looks at the girls. The children were frightened just by what he saw. I could see how he usually dealt with his children.
“There are many children in the river. The same goes for old people who want kids. We can make a lot of money! ”
I still haven't said anything.
He said with a sly smile.
“Once the child is found there, I will give you the first chance to taste it. It will rejuvenate and revitalize the compromise. ”
He's the worst villain I've ever seen.
I smiled.
“Did you ask me what I wanted? ”
“Just say the word! ”
“What I want...... is a little difficult to explain, so I'll show you myself. ”
I walked up to him. At least I knew I wasn't going to hug or shake your hand, so the wall swears and draws its sword.
“Son of a bitch! If you don't give me a chance, I'll kill you!" ”
Shhh!
The wall rushes forward with a sword. It was a swift and deadly attack, and it was the right arm of the Samaritan.
I avoided flying swords as I stepped on the path of academic practice. Academic secretariat was clearly different from my previous one. I clearly recognized the difference and did nothing.
I allowed the first few numbers, and the wall became fully stocked.
“It's no big deal! ”
He unleashes the most powerful attacks he can inflict.
If I had been here alone, I would have used it for more practice, but I was worried that I might spill my sword and hurt my children.
You swarm at him, avoiding the flying sword aiming for blood.
Puck!
My fist turned against Jo's face.
The moment I tried to punch him again, I sprinkled something the wall was hiding in my hands.
Huff!
A handful of powder sprayed on my face.
The wall retreated behind him. From the desperate holding his breath, it looked like a deadly German.
I breathed and breathed. We shouldn't have flowed to the kids.
Seeing that, the wall smiled satisfactorily.
“Idiot! Do you know what kind of poison that is? This poison will choke your whole body to death with just one breath...... But... why aren't you dying? ”
I laughed this time, seeing the man who had lost his laugh.
“Looks like you've been foolishly bad. ”
Now it's come true that I've become intolerant. That poison just now did not interfere with my fight more than flour. If it was flour, it would have covered my vision.
I flew to him.
This time he blows his memory in succession.
Boom, boom, boom!
You bounce off the flying scepter with your bare hands. Three screams are embedded in the wall. This technique that flies away with the back of the hand without hurting the memory was also an herbal remedy for academic practice.
He stabs the sword again, but it is no sharper than before. I was amazed by the way the back of my hand kicked off the divination.
You twist his wrist, avoiding the attack with ease.
Ugh!
The wrist twists completely and reverses.
“Aaahhhh!”
You squeal, grabbing your wrist.
You jump straight up and slap him on the side with your knees.
Puck!
His pelvis twists and his screaming grows louder.
I felt joy in the faces of the girls I was watching. I could see how hard it was for my children to look at this cruel sight.
Yeah, this isn't going to solve everything, but watch carefully.
Boom! Boom!
The nose settles on the first fist, and the one remaining on the second fist breaks the vortex.
“… please save……. ”
The bird begged for a favor, but it could never work.
Quadruple!
I crushed his shin.
“Shhhhh!”
His screams bring tremendous pain.
I was in as much pain as I could. I will make them remember this moment well.
Boom!
The elbow hits the chin. Broken jaw twists.
I wanted to fall, but I couldn't. My fist was flying in a row.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was so fast that the children who were there did not see this closely. But every punch broke the bone, and every time the wall suffered.
His whole body is shattered and he's moaning like a mollusc.
The life was fading from his eyes.
I took a step back and swarmed at him.
Booooo!
It was the last one.
Phew!
His face sank in this one punch.
He slowly pulls back. When he fell to the ground, he was already a cold corpse.
“Share your share with the infernal chariots. ”
Of course, the stake is about punishment and suffering.
Then something caught my eye. The necklace hanging from the fallen one's neck comes out.
Tug, tug and lift it.
It was a necklace shaped like an arrowhead, which could be opened by rotating the arrowhead at the end.
Turning the arrowhead, you see a small piece of paper rolled up inside. Numbers and letters, just unrecognizable acronyms.
I don't know what it was, but I took it apart because it seemed important.
The girls come out and look at the corpse alternately. Gratitude when looking at me, and cheerfulness when looking at the corpse.
I walked to the liquor store. On the five tables are stacks of old people's slips that they brought to auction.
I took it all and gave it to the girls.
The girls were paid with a frightened face.
“I'm not asking you to take this money and forgive them. This money is for your money. ”
Then one of the girls gave out the money again and said.
“It's dirty money! ”
“Those guys are filthy. Money is just money. ”
“No! This money will remind me more of the past I want to forget. ”
The girl threw the money on the floor.
I raised the money again and handed it to the girl.
I looked him in the eye and said in a gentle tone.
“No. I'll remember the past even if I don't take this money. ”
Tears formed in the eyes of an angry child.
So, how could you forget what happened here?
A man can never forget something so trivial.
“So take it. If you don't want to use your heart now, bury it somewhere. If you don't like this money even when you grow up, then throw it away. ”
Surely this money will help children move forward. This money was a fair and reasonable reward for the pain and injuries suffered by the children.
The children gathered around me.
“In life, you meet both the good and the bad. You just met the bad guy first. Good people will be waiting for you from now on. ”
I just want the children to survive this wound. If there really is a sky, I hope you will protect these children in the future.
I was sorry for my children. I was just so sorry as an adult.
After half an attack, I was watching the crowds being escorted from a distant tree to the blind.
The girls will be sent home, and the old will be trapped in a brig.
It was too much sin to use money and power to escape. Those who did not know the public, especially those crimes involving children, were severely sworn by my will to never forgive.
Marbongi may be rotten, but he's not quite blind yet. I've been a Muslim blind man for decades. It was less than a year since the Horseman became the oath.
Samachun will never investigate the death of the Zodiac wall. Rather, the investigation will be filled with the betrayal of running a place like this without knowing if it will involve itself.
With this, the whites and families were safe.
* * *
A few days later, even the moon went over the Minister's Wall on a dark night.
This was the secret of the Jordanian wall, and the man was the same man who held the auction two days ago.
He was also the only survivor of the day, the man who warned the Jo Wall that there was an intruder.
After a thorough investigation by the Muslim blind, this place was closed, and I went down underground through a secret passageway as well as the one who used to manage it.
The blueprints reminded me of what happened that day with the broken tables and dried blood on the floor.
He passed the gate and went out the back door. I entered a room in the hallway. It was a place to store all kinds of brooms and mops and crap. The floor and walls were dirty and smelled frowny.
The man pushes the pile of boxes aside. The wall opens as you touch it. Inside, there is a door with a main plate attached to it.
The door opens as the man enters the number.
The man laughs as he walks inside.
“Huh-huh-huh. It's all mine now. ”
This was the secret vault at the base of this place. It was a place where money and valuables were stored.
The face of the man who was smiling satisfactorily became stiff. He slowly turns his head back.
His face pales. He had to be terrified.
I was the one standing behind you.
“…… Did you know I was coming? ”
A man asked me a question, and I nodded my head and went inside.
“The wall wouldn't settle the money every day. ”
Jo was busy doing things with Samantha's men. Then I wouldn't have had a profit coming here every day.
One month, two months. He would have come on a specified day and taken the money.
That's why I thought there would be a secret place here. I should have kept the money. Of course, someone could have opened this place.
“He took the money once every two months. ”
Of course you did, because the Joker wouldn't have let anyone in on it entirely.
“Save me.”
“You saved my life, didn't you?”
“Yes?”
“If you had left here without greed, you would have lived another fifty years. ”
Shhh! Shhh!
My sword pierced his heart.
The man collapsed in silence.
“You killed me painlessly in return for opening this place. ”
Of course I expected him to come back here. That's why I've been waiting here.
Otherwise, he would have killed her that day. How am I supposed to save the guy that was running the auction?
Inside were various items and slips. First I got my slip.
All the money there was only eighty thousand.
The money he earned in two months was only eighty thousand. Maybe he's saving up more money somewhere.
The armor in the necklace could be a clue leading there, or it could be hidden somewhere else.
I took all the money in the bag I brought.
As it was illegal, the slips were small slips that I could use safely.
There were some miscellaneous items there.
There was a decent memory box. I was a master, but it was very well made. Moreover, there were no unique markings of the person or user who created it.
I took that, too. I learned about academic skills, and now I don't have much use for slandering, but I was confident that I could carry a few for emergencies.
The next thing I could use were my trauma meds. I knew I had the best medicine in the world, just like the guy who took care of my body. I got it all.
I had enough medicine from the miner's vault last time, so I thought I'd give it to the miners, including the miners. They were so expensive, they couldn't be bought with their own money.
With 200,000 pieces on the battlefield, my money is now 280,000 pieces. This money, which was close to three hundred thousand dollars, was never small. Moreover, except for the money run by the public dinner, it was an amount.
It wasn't just money. It became poisonous and became more internal. The new artisans have mastered it, and new people are emerging around them.
I was getting stronger.