CH 536

Chapter 536 New York (2)

Along with the desire to leave this place, I was urged to run out and shout that this guy is a monster. It's a monster wearing a human shell pretending to be fine.

Individually, there were both good and bad, but the hunters were protecting the world anyway. Even so, Chatterbox was welcoming in this place where there were people trying to get out. There are, of course, people who bother Chatterbox. But the author is an unmistakable enemy to this world.

"Show me the end!"

party! party!

party!

He raised his mouth and shouted. What they see and hear in their eyes will be just interesting sights. A variety show with an astronomical budget. It must be that kind of sense. I couldn't blame people I didn't know. I also did. You can't ask to know more than what you see. So.

I put down my luggage. I pressed the hard bite with my fingers and touched it. I got out of the car with a bright smile. Straighten his shoulders and waist, and stood next to the chatterbox as confidently as possible. People's eyes poured out in an instant. Add a little bit of shyness to a relaxed smile. However, he gave a polite greeting. I was glad I learned the attitude in such a place.

F-class appeared with an S-class party organizer. It was enough to draw attention, but if I finished here, I was just a bonus to Chatterbox.

"The popularity of Mr. Chatterbox is great."

He spoke lightly with admiration and stepped out. Then he turned and looked up at the chatterbox. He gave me a special invitation, and we drove together like this, so the two of us will look very close.

I was in a dirty mood, but it was in my favor.

"You have a lot of fans like this."

She reached out with her eye contact with Chatterbox. My fingertips reached the end of the white mask.

"Please show me your face. Everyone will be curious!"

Talking playfully, I looked around. It's rude. But people like this. Even now.

show me!

"Take it off!"

Some shout, others shout with excitement. I'm curious. And because it's a man's job. The reason for wearing the mask is unknown. Just their pleasure came first. Especially the people gathered here will have such a tendency. There was no one to dry it.

I smiled and looked at the audience. If Chatterbox is going to use people, I can.

"Han Yujin."

A soft voice flowed from beyond. Chatterbox, chatter. Contrary to its name, he kept the prophet in silence. Therefore, the image was rather good. It's obvious and not fun if you say it's a chatter and really talk about it.

When the chatterbox opened its mouth, the surroundings quickly became quiet. His voice was even sweeter than in the car. Even though I knew the identity, it was an attractive voice and pronunciation. It was easy for people to crush just because they had a good voice.

When Chatterbox went, he grabbed my wrist that held the tip. I grabbed it a little roughly, then lowered my head and placed the lip of the mask on the back of my hand. It's absolutely polite, so creepy.

"I still want to show it to you, my dear one."

Crazy guy. It was an exaggerated attitude and dialogue as if standing on the stage. Somehow kept smiling. I wanted to hit one because of my heart.

'It's okay, it's not bad.'

It was good to see what sounds would spread. At least with this, the bullshit about my invitation will disappear. Because Chatterbox directly told me that he was treating me specially.

"This is an honor."

I turned my body while removing my hand as naturally as possible.

"Then let's go in."

As I stepped ahead, I heard the sound calling me from place to place. I laughed because my mouth was paralyzed. Yes, I'm the main actor even after that. After Nam-ju, he was also in charge of Yeo-ju. If I were the harmless king, I would grab the chatterbox and protest.

As I entered the building and the door closed, the loud noise subsided. Unlike the outside, the calm air inside was moist. The lobby's ceiling was high and the staff were quiet like mannequins. Chatterbox suddenly walked past me with an old-fashioned wand. He hesitated for a moment, then followed.

"I can't understand why the hell is doing this."

If you were like me, you just ran with a knife. Are you walking side by side with the guy who killed my brother? Are you crazy? I can't stand it. The more I looked at what Chatterbox was doing, the more I thought I was wrong with a madman.

"This funeral is a harmless king--"

"Isn't it fun?"

A voice without a single smile said.

"Even in your world, the dead are splendidly adorned. The noble the more noble. They build huge pyramids and bury thousands of people together."

"You're a bit out of date."

I'm talking about it hundreds of years ago.

"I'm purely holding a funeral feast. Protect the world, destroy the world. Sounds like a great and great purpose. But that too."

Chatterbox stopped in front of the ornate door.

"It's personal. Some filial children and filial addicts work inertia and modestly like weary salarymen."

That analogy sounded really insignificant. I was sitting in front of a computer called a system, and while I was playing with my mouse, it didn't work well, and I remembered the appearance of smoking a cigarette. Actually, I saw one of my younger brothers and had come all the way.

"Then, just personally call your acquaintances and end up with a little tear."

"Aren't you small? Only one world, one you."

The door opened. Chatterbox whispered as he stepped back so that he could not reveal himself.

"The main character is Han Yu-jin."

Chatterbox disappeared. The door was wide open and the scenery inside lit up in my eyes. It was like a spacious banquet hall with tables, chairs, and simple food. There were dozens of people there.

S-class and A-class hunters. No face was close to me. Someone came by my side and said.

"This place is currently broadcasting in real time. If you don't want to, please leave."

It seemed like he had a choice, but it wasn't. The moment you open the door, you will be letting out of yourself. If I go right back from here, it will only be ridiculous. You said you knew it. There will be many people who are disappointed. We have thrown the only stat F-class among advanced hunters! I can't take my eyes off either. Channel is fixed. If you just go out, you'll ruin the broadcast.

I thought of the conditions of chatterbox in my head and stepped out. The gaze rallied.

Hello.

He casually greeted the hunter with eye contact. Where are the others. While packing, I put it in my cell phone bag. You can eat prepared food or simply eat it for a while, then go out. I could see cameras all over the place moving. It would be worth watching just for me to roam among the top hunters. What will happen.

I approached the table and picked up a small, long snack. I have enough to eat. When the sweet stuff got into my mouth, I relaxed a little. Is that pudding? It looked too sweet, but I picked up a small spoon placed together. I win when I'm a little hungry.

Trickster.

Someone said. Uh, that's what I heard a lot. I ignored it and put the pudding in my mouth. It was too sweet too. There was a gossiping sound. It was difficult to understand with my hearing. Yes, make a noise.

"Is it okay to make it come out?"

The sound of footsteps came along with a loud voice. Oh, it would be fun for people watching this. It would be great if I sat on the living room sofa and fried some popcorn.

"Hey, class F."

"Officially, it is Class B. The news is slow."

I turned my head and looked up at the man standing in front of me. There are no classy and decent advanced hunters, but if you're like that, you wouldn't even come up with a dispute like this in the first place. All those who approached the headlines had no choice but to be sneaky as if they were stuck in the plate. I sigh.

"Give me an invitation."

Said the man.

"Gold coins too."

"A gangster, this neighborhood is like a mafia. Sounds so classy. Are you from back alley anyway?"

Instead of talking, he reached out. I grabbed my legs and stayed.

Kwajangchang!

It threw me like it was sweeping the table. The jelly that had been in a large bowl poured down to the floor. Chocolate is crushed and sugar powder is scattered. Glass cups and bowls crashed against the marble floor and shattered.

Isn't it a waste? Anyway, he's very elegant leaving his mouth open. Even though I didn't use grace, I felt a little throbbing in my back. Chatterbox directly guided you, so if you get hurt, you're all responsible.

The man took a big step and came to the side where I fell. He sat up on the table and looked up at him.

"Be quietly--"

"Puff."

He closed his mouth and laughed as if he couldn't stand it anymore. Then I laughed loudly at all. He looked at me as if he was crazy.

"No, that's so funny. Hey, nerd. What the hell are you trying to blackmail me for?"

" What?

"My family? Are they all S-class? I won't be able to withstand that one minute. Or my business? You are then assassinated by the S-class. How many people are in line. Finally, my body is."

I kicked my tongue and pointed my hand at my chest.

"It seems that the news is late on the topic of Advanced Hunter, so I will tell you kindly. Do you think I've been living finely protected so far that nothing happened?"

You won't know. The story in China must already be known. He said directly on the broadcast that he injured his leg so that it was impossible to recover with potions or simple healing skills. He smiled and talked.

"It wouldn't be possible to touch my life, and it would be violence at best. Since then, I've been through everything imaginable with your empty head. It's a flower bud in this greenhouse."

The man laughed.

"A flower in the greenhouse? How much is an S-class dungeon!"

"That way, I would never have been prepared to die! Class S? Thanks to that grade, you grew fine even after the world was turned over, right? If you have a head, think about it, S-Class, E-class, and F-Class, attacking S-class dungeons, which would have been more risky!"

If you think of it simply, the S-class dungeon is much more dangerous. However, in comparison, it was the same difference as asking a soldier who was tightly armed and trained and even got on a tank to catch a tiger, and at most a child with a sword to catch a wolf.

The tiger is much stronger and scarier. However, so far, the S-class dungeon was not dangerous for the S-class hunter. Without experiencing special things like a giant toad popping out, the S-class hunters were literally a flower garden.

Of course, it also had its own grievances. He may have suffered before awakening, or he may have been attacked and belittled like Yoohyun. However, this guy in front of me had no signs of experiencing such difficulties. A child who is confident, is not careful, and knows that he is the best in the world.

Oh yeah. I remembered. A hunter who was born strong to be born in a good family and became an S-class captain for a lifetime.

You are famous. Hagi, I'm an idiot who has lived comfortably in the world. Smart villains? It's a way to gently encourage it from behind and take a step back and watch. Because there are these guys.

" The two cubs.

The action to follow was so obvious that I used grace in moderation. Light enough to avoid being detected and only serious injuries. The man grabbed me again, and this time he gave me more strength and threw me like a pack.

Quasijik!

The table broke and pushed back long. Tablecloths covered me wide. I noticed that the pieces of wood were stuck in my skin. No big injuries though.

"It was said that disputes between party participants only need lives, so let's go somewhere--"

bang!

"Billion!"

I pulled the trigger under the tablecloth. A man who walked around, completely vigilant, was hit directly. I heard the sound of my feet being dragged over the marble.

bang!

The sound of impact hitting the wall rang out loud. The power wasn't strong, but it was enough to put the defenseless S-class on the wall. He put his gun in his inventory and got up from his seat and roughly brushed off the pieces of wood.

"Golden Blacksmith Ticket Guns, we receive formal pre-orders from next month~ Stats F-class, the power of quasi-generals to blow out S-class!"

They smiled wide towards the camera in front. The one I just used was a wildcat gun. Still, the power itself was about B-class, so will Myeong-woo make a B-class gun someday? Even if it is a B class, ordinary people cannot use it due to lack of mana. Sorry for the hype.

"This!"

"No more internal damage is dangerous."

Two hunters, who appear to be in charge of the chatterbox side, stood in front of the man who was feverish. It's dangerous because it's a normal building. She shrugged and turned around. Oh, it's sacks. As I went outside, the hotel staff handed me my luggage and room keys.

"The elevator is this way."

I took my phone out of my bag and headed for the elevator. When I looked at the incoming text message and the phone, my smiling mouth began to loosen. Nice to meet you, so I thought I would cry a little. It's already difficult.

Before leaving Korea, I went to a chat room made by Yerim.

[brother!]

[Are you okay?]

[brother!]

[Dad!]

[Yujin, are you okay?]

[Yujin!]

As expected, Yerim is the fastest. The difference in the number of letters is that way. On the other hand, Noah's Korean keyboard was poor. A natural smile was created again.

[yes I'm fine.]

I got on the elevator while sending a reply.

korean novel The S-Classes that i raised chapter 536

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