Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

I was about to enter the battle. The vows looked a little different than usual.

He lightly loosened his body as if winning or losing the match wasn't important.

The dragon nods.

This is what I've seen since we first met.

Hardness that will not be shaken even if there is a huge storm.

I had never felt that hard in China before.

How, how much effort would it take to achieve that state of mind?

How strong is that guy?

Seowon looks at the dragon and Oberon and asks a question.

“Is there such a thing as best martial arts? ”

Both of them tilted their heads.

Even those who had experienced various martial arts skills could not say what was the best in practice.

“Among the sports that people can learn, Muay Thai or Juju is probably the strongest. ”

The opinions of the vows were irrefutable theories.

“But when it comes to the real world, Krav Maga seems to be the most powerful. ”

Crab Marga's thorough practicality helped the vows survive until they reached their master in purgatory.

Crab Marga focuses on how quickly she gains control of the target.

Humans rapidly degrade their thinking abilities when they are embarrassed. When the brain stops, so does the hand and foot.

To prepare for this, Krab Marga confuses vision and hearing, such as how to deal with situations surrounded by darkness, light, smoke, and noise, to create an experience in a state of loss of composure. It is a practice to deal with a crisis that no practical martial arts can provide.

The long-haired man looks down at the vow.

However, the vow mutters as if to listen to both of them, not caring a bit.

“Nowadays in martial arts, you don't have to deal with people with weapons. Avoid them. ”

The dragon and Oberon lift their ears to avoid missing a word.

Seowon slowly walks toward the target.

“Actually, you're right. But it's all about the common man. People who have learned professional lethal arts like ours would love to have weapons, but it doesn't really matter if they don't. ”

The slow walking vow suddenly flew toward the left side of the man. He then swung his right hand holding a Swiss Army knife.

The man sees a knife approaching his face at the same speed as lightning, shifting his body instead of swinging it, avoiding the vows. It was the best defense we could take because we didn't have enough time. But it was what vows were meant to be.

As soon as the center of the man is shifted to the left, the left foot and left hand of the vow simultaneously move forward.

The vows didn't use the waist as usual. Instead, you push your palms forward briefly using the force your lower body moves forward.

The left palm of the vow glanced at the man! I took a picture.

Crab Ma was a unique operation bursting with simultaneous attacks and defenses.

To achieve the best destructive power when punching, use your lower body, lower back rotational force, and shoulders and arms. However, in pursuit of thorough utility, Crab Marga prefers a short, concise blow to a large punch that he cannot even hit.

Instead of rotating the lower back, try a straightforward attack with only the force of the lower body, and target vulnerable points such as the eyes, nose, and groin rather than the ball or chest area.

At this point, the destructive force in the hand is approximately 130 kilograms. Insufficient for a single blow, but enough to confuse the target with a critical hit.

Seowon's palm strikes the man's right eye and nose simultaneously.

The man who allowed the blow to the face stumbles momentarily.

I couldn't see in front of my eyes with the intense pain I felt in my nose.

As the opponent reveals the void, the vow rushes in and grabs the man's wrist with its sword in his left hand.

The vow that seals off the most intimidating of opponents' attacks reaches out with its right hand and plunges a knife into the opponent's body.

< Puff! Puff! >

There was a cut on the man's shoulder and side.

It was not a big enough wound to stop the battle, but the goal was achieved.

The vow drops the knife in his right hand without hesitation and grabs the man's left hand with both hands. The man's body swirls so easily.

John Sykes, a renowned martial arts instructor, was a Close Quarters Combat (CQC) founded and vowed in purgatory.

< Bang!!! >

Despite being blindfolded, the man makes every effort not to miss his weapon. However, as soon as he falls to the cold ground, he can't overcome the agony and loses the sword in his hands.

A man bleeding from a broken nose falls to the ground, twisting and tormented.

The vow that overwhelmed the man said, staring at the dragon and Oberon.

“It's advisable to use weapons. But you don't have to be as obsessed with weapons as this guy. You don't have to blow their throats out in one shot, do you? You can do as much damage with a knife as you want. ”

Blood flows from the man's side and shoulders. The vow points to a man's wound with his finger.

“A wound like this would bleed about two liters a minute. Ten minutes without hemostasis will render you incapacitated from the bleeding. ”

Oberon and the dragon stick their tongues out.

A toy like a Swiss Army knife that can drive your opponent into a state of excessive bleeding. It was creepy.

Seowon said, looking at Donghyun.

“Is that all you prepared? ”

Donghyun stared at the vows, trembling.

“Then it's time to settle the debt. ”

As she turned her gaze, Yu Jinjin screamed and hid behind Lee Dong-hyun. Lee Hyung-jin was making a frozen face.

“I don't want to talk about home education without kids. And I don't want to pick up a bunch of weaklings who don't have anywhere else to hit them. However, I do need to be compensated for the damage your son has done. ”

Lee Jung-hyun's expression was hardened in the word reward.

“A reward...... How much do I owe you? ”

The vow smiled.

“How much would you ask for in return if you were dragged away by security agents while people were watching at the First Class Lounge at Incheon Airport? And how much compensation would you ask for being suspended, and how much time would you ask for being blown up? ”

“Y-yeah, the lawyer knows..." ”

“How much would you reward me if my precious colleague lost his life in a plane today? ”

Lee looked at the vows with open eyes.

In the 1960s and 70s, he frowned on the Myeong-dong private debt market, and in the 1980s, he created enormous wealth through real estate speculation. His business was one in which he could not succeed without service, misconduct and bribery. He lined up a wide range of people, from entertainer gangsters to government officials.

It naturally opened its eyes to the world where violence and power are paramount.

From swordsmen to fist-wielders, to axe-wielders, I've met everyone.

However, it was the first man who was calm enough not to let his breath fade after finishing a bloody battle like a vow before. What was even more frightening was that the vows did not enjoy the situation at all. He was perfectly normal and rational.

The target uses its left brain to judge the situation calmly and the consequences of this move make it creepy. Who can do this to themselves in their 30s?

Junghyun asked with a trembling voice.

“W-what are you...? ”

Seowon replied blinking his eyes.

“Foreigner.”

“No... not nationality... ”

“Oh, a job? Your son saw it. Guard.”

“Guard? I can't believe it.... ”

The vow shakes its head. I didn't understand how this person could be the sum total of money.

You didn't just listen to your son and investigate your opponent, did you use thugs and these scumbags? ’

Seowon said, looking directly into the eyes of Lee Dong-hyun.

“I'm a mercenary. ”

Junghyun muttered, shaking his eyes. Dragon bottle?

“Th-the mercenary who shoots? ”

“Yes. The mercenary who shoots. The company is called Heart International, in London. So if you want revenge, do as you please. ”

The word "revenge" flashed in Junghyun's eyes. Seowon smiled and said.

“But you know if it fails, right? Then it'll be easy and easy to finish. 'Cause I'm not gonna be as sloppy as I am right now. ”

It was easy and comfortable. It seemed to mean guns and grenades.

Poison is out of Lee's eyes.

The vow looked at Oberon and said,

“If you want to call the police or the National Guard people, take care of it. You're on your own. Make sure you collect the bounty. ”

“Yes!”

Oberon nods, smiling brightly.

Seowon took a step towards the entrance.

He said a word while looking at the man who was still unconscious.

“What's a rich man doing in the basement with these useless people...? Tsk tsk tsk.”

Donghyun's face turned red.

Looking at the helpless mercenaries who gave him a lot of money, he thought he should go to Beijing and get it right.

When I left the house, a cold wind blew.

I remembered a problem that I had forgotten for a while at the cold temperature when breath came out.

Master Achins was caught by the fiercest of them all.

Of all the cartels in the world, why Los Setas?

I remembered a cigarette I had quit a long time ago.

* * *

Two weeks later.

Christmas Carol was in the middle of London's streets, but it was still inside the MH-60 helicopter flying low above Mexico.

“Ten minutes to target! ”

The pilot's voice was conveyed through the headset.

Seowon stretches out his hands to the people. 10.

It was also a sign to prepare for the impending chopper's rapid maneuver.

Dragon-recruited Latin American mercenaries nodded and pulled their weapons toward their bodies.

The altitude of MH-60 was lowered as far as possible.

Two MH-60 mercenaries, each carrying ten, raced at speeds of 200 kilometers per hour, lowering their altitude to the top of the trees to a rocky extent.

Seowon admired the flying skills of a magnificent pilot as he looked at the trees approaching and disappearing at an incredible speed. Well, I've spent my entire fortune on this mission, but it doesn't make any sense.

Let's take a look inside and see some mercenaries wearing Kevlar vests and helmets and 500 rounds of ammunition in black combat suits.

Seowon chewed dry Burton's lips thoroughly.

Do you think we can save Ackins with a stun gun? ’

The arithmetic probability was low. However, I could not spend as much time as Sierra Leone missions in a situation where the hostage would die.

Like Gary Jackson's advice, this approach is best suited for maximizing its effectiveness in a timely manner.

The pilot's radio was delivered when he took a big breath to relax his vows.

“Two minutes to target! ”

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