The World of Masks

Phew.

Feeling good, with dull noise, comes from your fist. A man who fell backwards without a single groaning as if he was in quite a shock. Unlike the chaotic appearance, it was a sheep's teeth that looked just right when the foam collapsed without a beat.

"Son of a bitch!!!"

What looks good on the outside is this one, too. Her golden dyed hair is straight and pierced in her ears. Not one of them is different from the one who comes after him together. Piercing in the ears of red-haired hair. Besides, he's got a little ring on his nose and lips because he drinks more than a blonde. Seeing the guys in the shape of a very typical back alley, I lost my laugh into the man.

Whee.

I gently dodge the right hand of the swinging man and shove it in his face as if he were going to throw away his life. Again, a squeeze, a squeeze and a light straight. I hesitate to sit down with the sound of the authentically beaten blonde nugget's nose 'dominating'. He was a screaming whale with no dignity, but the man trembled slightly at the light pleasures that wrapped around him. Ah! I feel like this. No alcohol, no cigarettes, no sex. The joy of breaking things! In particular, this exhilaration was even more inspiring when human beings were targeted.

Phew.

The burning pain passed through my right cheek as I was fascinated by the excitement for a moment. And then there was another one. The man who lost his mind in the middle of a fight overcame the second red-headed archer's fist with wiggling. And that's Left-Jump. This one defended himself against the fact that he had been formally taught how to fight. Immediately light straight through the small admiration. And a left-hook that flies when the red-headed archer's defenses are broken. The red-headed lamb looks like it's been beaten by a heavy hammer. It falls badly to the right.

"You didn't get any teeth or anything, did you? '

I was worried at the moment as a man because the blow had just entered the authenticity. Of course, it doesn't matter what state the tooth is in, but the question is whether his actions go into legitimate defense. When you go to the police station later, you won't be able to overdefend. The man was still a good citizen of the law.

Huff.

"You bastard!! I'll kill you!!"

"Gaaaahhhh!!!!!"

The blonde guy who collapsed earlier finally stood up with his sword pulled out and couldn't stand the current situation that was badly beaten. However, the man was more irritated by the screams of the sopranotone coming from behind him than by such a cunt.

'Shut up.'

I wanted to stare at the woman trembling behind me once, but I couldn't spare that much in front of the guy with the knife. But...

'He's got a knife.'

The man licked his lips a little. Objectively, the man was satisfied even though the situation was unsafe. Even if three strong men are forced to fight to protect the attempt to rape one woman, political defense is enough. But what if one of the three were to pick up the knife? The fear of being stabbed to death leaves him even more justly disabled in front of his eyes. Violence.

"Die!!!!"

I calmly looked at the blonde kid running around with a knife. I don't think I've ever learned to handle a sword, and I'm not familiar with it. I just took out what I was carrying for threats, given the circumstances. Honestly, you can avoid it. But...

Phew.

"Gaaaahhhh!!!"

Sharp pain comes from your left arm, accompanied by a eerie feeling of split flesh. Once more, you hear an annoying scream, but the man ignores the scream and looks at his left arm. Blood flows through the corners of your clothing like a big cut. The blood flowing under the light streetlights looks quite grotesque. This pain was unbearable even for a man, and he groaned a little. But his heart was filled with joy. Not only was he threatened by the sword, but he was wounded himself. This gives him a reason to act more justly. The moment I thought about it, the man without hesitation looked at his wound and punched toward the face of the cunt with a crooked smile.

Phew.

Earlier, the sagging nose bone dug deeper and something white protruded from the mouth of the blonde lamb. The tooth that the man was worried about came out. But this time, the man looked at the scene and did not mind. Whatever it is, it was cut off by a knife. Even if it takes a few teeth, you won't have to worry. Leap into the back of the blonde nugget, pulling out his right hand and blowing the body blow with his right hand again. Left hand uppercut to the jaw of the big, bouncy guy coming down. The blood from the wound spawns into the air and once again the pain is inflicted, but the man ignores it. The ominous sound of the 'raw' street is heard from the jaws of a blonde cunt. The guy says, "Oh. I did it, 'but I thought, well, it's not okay. This one had a knife and a beige one.

The last fist was a clean hit, and the blonde bastard fainted and fell back. I ignored him neatly. I don't want to see the guy who lost his mind anymore. I wanted to play it slowly until I woke up and completely ruined it, but the laws of the Republic of Korea do not tolerate that. I folded my heart gently and sent the sword that the blonde cunt just dropped behind the car with my feet. Suddenly, the woman behind the knife, who was blown to her side, made a small scream, 'Hiic' but this scream also ignored the man cleanly.

There are still two toys that can be broken. These men turn their heads in wonder as they take out another knife and see two young men staring at themselves. The guy who kicked the blonde kid's knife backwards just in case they picked it up felt a little empty. Two swords are dangerous, even for a man. You might get a real fatal wound, not intentionally hurt like you just did. The man looked at the scar on his forearm that was still overflowing with blood, and soon decided to think well. It was a little dangerous to just break the jaw of a blonde kid, even if it was self-defense. I knew I needed a few more cuts myself. The man who thought like that flew to the two arches looking at him like he was killing himself. At the same time, the man who had dug close between the archers who were swinging the sword started beating the rest of the archers. Most of the blades flying towards you will be avoided, but if you can't, use your left arm as a shield to fight for a while. The man was able to take down two archers with difficulty. Well, the left arm in place of the shield was almost a mop, and there were some knife marks all over the body. Fortunately, I was extremely cautious about being stabbed, so all of my body's wounds were veiled.

"Phew!"

The man sighed a pleasant sigh. Today's fight was quite satisfying for a man who felt unusual pleasure in breaking things, especially humans. Enough value for a hard left arm.

"Are you all right?"

This is the end of the rampage. Now it's time to put your familiar mask back on. He crouched all over his body and spoke softly to the woman who looked at him with cautious eyes. I stared at the woman who nodded a little, not looking good at all, but she seemed nice enough.

Leggings explode from place to place under the miniskirt. The heels were all bent and the white underwear shined between the blown blouse. She tried to hide herself with her tightly held jacket, but even that jacket was already so badly damaged that it was useless even if she called it a mop. Her head was all splattered, and a tearful mascara poured down her cheeks and made her look silly like Piero, but not all of her beauty was covered. I swallowed a man's saliva as I watched the beauty that would never be crushed, even compared to Lee Hee-yeon, a celebrity who was absolutely supported by men. I couldn't help but understand the feelings of the young men lying on the floor. I want to do whatever I want with this beauty who looks up at me with tearful eyes. I want to leave a trace of myself as forcibly and forcibly as I want.

'Let's attack.'

At that moment, a really sweet thought passed through the man's mind. This is the back alley where those little bitches dragged that beauty anyway. There's no popularity, so you just have to pounce and wipe your mouth.

'There you go.'

But soon, the man shakes his head and erases his thoughts. Then he smiled softly and reassured the woman.

"If you report it, the police will come. Don't worry, that's all I have to do. Okay?"

Skillfully smiles a good person over a mask. It's a mask I wear when I meet people, so I was already familiar with how to use it. The woman nods once more at the man's question, and looks at the man's left arm as if she is worried.

"Well, that's..."

"Oh! Don't worry, I'll call an ambulance with you. I don't want to let it go."

I tore a part of the tissue I was wearing and roughly tied it to my left arm. It was a clot of blood that started with a red light, but the man didn't care about it. Even though it was called first aid, the man immediately took his phone out of his pocket and started dialing the police station number.

"· · · · · · low, black. Thank you so much."

Maybe he's convinced he's safe. Seeing the woman bursting into tears again, he reassured her that she was now okay. However, unlike the gentle voice that comforted the woman, there was intense lust burning in the man's eyes. It is also the most irritating to see a woman crying. The man hurriedly turned his gaze as he felt the blood on his lower half. I felt like I would really attack if I kept watching. However, as he calmed the boiling desire, the man now put his cell phone in his ear where the signal was going. Suddenly irritated me. The thought of not being able to do what I wanted to do turned into stress. Hearing the beep from his ears, the man was struck down nervously in front of him.