The reality is cruel. (2)

"...."

"Hey, Seyeon?"

"…what is it?"

"Don't worry too much. You just have to be patient."

"What?"

Kim Se-yeon looked up and saw Lee Seung-hwa.

"Why did he come all the way down here?"'

Usually, it is normal to hide for even a little longer. It can be seen only by those who weigh the limbs of their

colleagues who protected them.

Kim Se-yeon, who was staring at Lee Seung-hwa for a while, opened her mouth heavily.

"…why are you here? I'll take more time."

"Come on. Come on. My colleagues are here."

"I'm so touched. Do you want me to take off your right arm in return?

"I'm going to be best friends with Jin Sung starting today."

"What are you talking about?"

Kim Se-yeon's face, which had been crushed all the time, spread round for the first time in a while.

"It was an effort to be weak. He's already at a level that's almost out of control, but Jin Sung doesn't even

know that he worked hard. It's the opposite of me who wants to be strong to death, but haha, I can't help but

hate it."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Two Quiett!

Kim Il-jung hit a large sword hard on the floor. It was a heavy warning to those who were still hesitant.

Kim Il-jung was immersed in the play he devised.

It was so fun to see people thinking about the worst case scenario. Thanks to this, interest in the reason why

Lee Seung-hwa appeared has already decreased.

"Ugh. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Seyeon."

"I'm sorry, Seyeon. But Kim Iljung is behind you."

Students from Seojung High School and bank employees walked out. The 10th platoon members were still

holding out as much as possible because they were in the same platoon.

Kim Il-jung, who was completely behind the hostages, told Lee Seung-hwa.

"Huh? The handsome one is long enough to stick to the side of Emina"

"Haha, ha... Yes?"

"Good, good. Not bad. Then he added to my life the arms and legs of a comrade from upstairs. Hehe! Ten

people will survive now. It's a long time!

"Wow... I'm going crazy.". Seyeon, please protect me You'll protect me, right? Right?

"Hey, the North."

Kim Se-yeon pushed Lee Seung-hwa and came forward.

"Huh. Eminay, did you still have to use that word?"

"What if I kill everyone here? Will he save me and Lee Seunghwa?"

"What?"

"Will you save me and Lee Seunghwa?"

"LOL... LOL!! It's fun! Good! Good! That way, I've let you avoid going into your bag!"

"Good."

The silent Sword of the Dead once again had a blue hovered. But there was no more brilliance than before.

When Kim Se-yeon approached, people unknowingly stepped back. However, he soon realized that Kim Il-

 jung was behind him and stopped walking.

Will you deal with a high school girl or a North Korean leader?

If you think about it this way, there was only one way. In addition, the platoon members tried to join the play

due to what Kim Se-yeon just said.

"Hey! Kim Seyeon!" How could you say that!"

"Are you really going to kill us?! Weren't we in the same platoon?"

"Guardian swordsmanship."

Kim Se-yeon was waiting for the platoon members to come forward. The Sword of Death with Sword was

split into three stems that look exactly like him.

"Ugh!"

The first squad leader, who was angry at the top, failed to respond in time to the split new models.

He couldn't stop one properly, but as many as three hits hit the 1st minute squad.

"[My glove!] Hey! Kim Seyeon! You'really!"

The 1st squad leader summoned Idea in the form of a glove.

[His gloves are coming out]

World Spiritual Unit Rating System (IDEA): C

Overall combat capability: C

"...hey, squadron one. Make a fist somehow."

Kim Se-yeon, who narrowed the distance, said with her mouth down.

"Oh? Ki, Kim Seyeon? Argh!"

The 1st minute captain made a jab and a straight shot at the unstoppable hits.

a clasping sound

The first squad leader's glove was crushed in the blink of an eye.

However, he succeeded in preventing all the hits that had to be torn apart in the first minute. The

swordsmanship for three people was defended with only two fists.

"How did I stop this?"

Kim Se-yeon had no intention of resting even when the 1st minute captain was in confusion. He narrowed the

distance at a stroke and kicked the captain in the abdomen.

"…go tell him."

"Kim Seyeon! You! Crying."

Kim Se-yeon murmured briefly while kicking the 1st minute captain.

It was a short new drama, but fortunately, no one saw it. Rather, in the eyes of others, the 1st minute captain

seemed to have missed Kim Se-yeon.

The 1st minute captain, who was blown into the crowd, slipped into the platoon members.

"Ha, it's worth it"

"Seyeon must be tired, too."

"Still, I'd like to see you more."

Relatively, the people in front of them burned their untimely fighting spirit.

It's hard to start anything. It's the same with anti-human misdeeds

A group of insanity stole knives into Kim Se-yeon and Lee Seung-hwa.

"LOL! LOL!"

Kim Il-jung was intensely satisfied with his scenario. The genre is a thriller, and the heroine is torn to death

by the group she devoted herself to.

Kim Il-jung managed to imagine a bright future in two ways.

One is when Kim Se-yeon's limbs are all cut off.

As expected, let's kill other South Koreans and put only Kim Se-yeon in the bag.

The other is when Kim Se-yeon killed all the other South Koreans.

Well, should we just crumple it in a bag and take it? It'll get in somehow.

"It's fun! It's long!" I'm so excited!"

Before I knew it, I completely forgot the true meaning of Chief Plague.

Perhaps the reason why the chief sent Kim Il-jung was to explore the growing shoots of South Korea.

Check out this god's proud future, and if you have a chance to trample it, trample it both materially and

mentally.

It's been a long time since I've forgotten the true meaning, but the vice-chancellor was already carrying out

his attack brilliantly.

"Oh, I don't want to do this either."

"I'm sorry, Seyeon..."."

"Laughing out loud Kill me if you want to live!!"

The pure madness emitted by Kim Il-jung and the fabricated madness emitted by people overlapped. The first

floor is completely in their own league.

The stairs at the back door that no one cares about now.

Plump. Plump. Plump.

A can of cans flew in at a rather bizarre angle.

The cans hit the walls and bottom and bounced in mysterious directions. The parabola was drawn high and

large, and it bounced accurately toward Kim Il-jung.

The barrel, it stings.

"Hahaha! Haha..." What...?

The decibel of the can hitting Kim Il-jung's head was not very large. only,

gulp down

It was enough for everyone here to read the air.

As Kim Il-jung distorted his expression, everyone insisted on silence.

"What is this?"

Kim Il-jung quietly lifted the can.

"Oh, that's the drink I had."

"Well..." Kim Se-yeon checked the scene where Lee Seung-hwa was surprised.

The can that made Kim Il-jung angry was the same as Park Jin-sung drank. The type was the same, but in

fact, just by looking at the thrown skills, it was Park Jin-sung.

Throw it.

While everyone was concentrating on the can, other decibels popped out of the stairs.

As many as nine hoods worn by subordinates poured out. It was a provocation that was obvious to anyone.

The shadow of throwing cans and hoods quickly disappeared over the second floor.

What the hell is going on?"

Kim Il-jung, who tilted his head for a moment, suddenly jumped toward the ceiling.

Two quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

A large circular hole was formed in the ceiling tile, which was just a poor piece of stone. It was broken very

neatly compared to the defeated rush.

"Cheer, the ceiling is falling down!"

"Argh! Help me!"

"Guardian swordsmanship..."

(Singing!

The new models split from Kim Se-yeon blocked the falling object in exactly the same posture. A horse was

a falling object, like a big rock.

"Stay like that for a moment, Emina."

"Oh, my God, you...!!"

The horn on Kim Se-yeon's forehead shone a little too much. Baekokdokkaebi means that the idea is

overstrengthening the body.

I don't have enough energy. I don't have enough strength to pull out the sword.'

"The rest of you will know. If one of us went out of the rock, we would kill everyone. God, I've got comrades

on standby outside the building anyway, so don't think about it."

It was a lie. They had entered the small scale in the first place, so there were no more men.

But that was enough.

Sneak.

The shadow of the falling object that Kim Se-yeon is blocking created an extreme fear atmosphere. The exit

was just around the corner, but people didn't think of running away.

"But it doesn't matter as long as you don't run away. Now I can take the goblin's limbs."

"You're the one who's talking nonsense! What the hell are you up to, Bukkeu!"

Kim Il-jung smiled lovingly at Kim Se-yeon's shaky arm.

His arm was forcibly strengthened when he could not use a sword. There were places where blood vessels

swelled red and blood leaked out.

Even the three-pronged new models were about to disappear.

"Huh. Wasn't capitalism the best for South Koreans? Take a good account of your friend, Sun Yin."

"Oh my god!"

Kim Il-jung stepped on the rock where Kim Se-yeon was holding out and went up to the second floor.

"Ha ha, ha... Come on. Guys?

People with their heads down gradually flocked around Kim Se-yeon and Lee Seung-hwa.

Lee Seung-hwa, a little embarrassed, continued rambling.

"Hey, hey! Wait a minute! Seyeon is blocking this! You can't do that! If we take out the idea together, we can

break this situation! Okay! Then, don't touch Seyeon and just go out of the rock."

"I'm sorry. We want to live, too."

"Ha, at least one is fine...? My brother is waiting at home."

"Hey, Kim Seyeon."

The 1st minute captain, who had been kicked by Kim Se-yeon earlier, stepped in front of Lee Seung-hwa.

* * *

"Oh, my God."

Byun Ki-young, who ran away first, had already arrived on the top floor of the building. Rather than the noble

self dying, useless trash deserves to die instead.

"Blowing."

But that didn't mean to throw it away without recycling it. I was going to overcome this crisis by using trash

as a fortune.

Cook the situation well and your value will rise significantly.

Let's say Kim Se-yeon, who is good at fighting for no reason, should do her best. All the profits that roll in

will be snatched away by themselves.

On the top floor, a monitor room and a power room were attached together. The effect was to be doubled

because it was designed in a double.

"[Draw and swing]]"

[Pull out what's stuck and swing it]

World Soul Rating System (IDEA): B

I didn't know how to handle it anyway, so I pulled it all out and threw it away.

Fortunately, all the power inside the bank was cut off, and even the elevators were changed to be inspected.

At this rate, no matter how much garbage you have, you can take time. Byun Ki-young planned to bait the

garbage and get out of the building leisurely.

I didn't panic and brought my cell phone. You may be able to make a call if you leave the inside of the

building.

"It's a challenge worth trying."

This is a building in the middle of the city. If you let us know the current situation, we'll play three games. If 

it goes too fast, it becomes a target, so I decided to move a little later.

"Good."

However, contrary to Byun Ki-young's opinion, the reality was much more brutal. I don't know anything else,

but I shouldn't have destroyed CCTV.

The hoods, which once started tracking, moved twice as fast as Byun Ki-young had expected. They drove the

people to the window and quickly took them to the first floor.

Only Byun Ki-young and Park Jin-sung are left at the time when we are about to move.

Two quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

"What, what!"

The tremor that broke the ceiling on the first floor was delivered to Byun Ki-young, who was on the top floor.

A slightly frightened toilet Ki-young carefully came out of the power room.