*BAM!
A body soared through the air, crashing violently against the wall headfirst with a loud thud the instantly took his life.
The others, shocked by the sudden violent scene, looked around in confusion, trying to find any sign of the attacker. However, the white hallway filled with paintings and modern furniture revealed no clues.
Faced with no signs of movement, they quickly checked on their comrade who had been brutally slammed into the wall. His skull was contorted due to the impact, resembling someone who had been hit by a truck.
Everyone gulped nervously, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads as they saw what happened to one of them.
"What happened?" one of them asked as he pulled up his gun from his waist.
The others who saw this also did the same. Guns might be illegal in Korea, but this place was a private mansion, so the guards were allowed to carry guns.
However, the momentary silence was shattered again as another unfortunate individual was lifted into the air by an unseen force, only to be mercilessly slammed into the floor, leaving a trail of shock and fear among the witnesses.
Panic spread like wildfire. Those with guns were tempted to shoot randomly due to their fear. However, before they could even pull the trigger, their guns were mysteriously pulled from their hands, as if a magnetic force had seized control.
Suddenly, one after another, the people present felt an unseen force lifting them into the air. Despite their desperate pleas, an invisible power slammed them back to the ground.
Everyone in the hallway died with that single, swift attack. It was as if the god of death had descended upon them.
Of course, the commotion caught the attention of others who rushed towards the source of the sound. However, just like before, they were powerless to intervene before meeting the same fate.
Their deaths were not glamorous; it was a ruthless and efficient attack meant solely to end their lives.
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"What a hypocrite," a cold voice echoed, jolting the Bak Yongso from his dramatic cry. It seemed to come from no specific direction.
Panic set in, so he grabbed his pistol from the floor and scanned his surroundings. However, his gun suddenly flew away from his hands, and he felt an invisible force gripping his body, lifting him into the air.
"Let me go !"
His heart plunged into fear as he struggled helplessly against the unseen power.
The sounds of footsteps followed, and another person, also wearing a mask and black jacket, appeared.
"Who are you? And why the hell are you doing this to me? Did I offend you?" Bak Yongso squirmed as he tried to escape from the invisible force holding him, but his efforts were futile.
"Don't worry, this is the first time we meet," the masked man chuckled as he started walking towards the black office chair. He sat down, leaning on it as if he owned the place.
"Who sent you here to kill me?" Bak Yongso asked. Confusion clouded his mind as he tried to comprehend the mysterious abilities of the masked man, but he was in no good state of mind to even guess what was happening.
"No one," the masked man answered with a nonchalant voice.
"What do you want, then? Money? I could give you all my money!" Bak Yongso offered without any second thought. He has a lot of cash from dealing with illegal drugs.
He was willing to pay to save his own life, and as for his son's early departure, he had come to terms with it, accepting that death was an inevitable part of life. All the dramatic cries for his son's unfortunate fate were drowned out by his own instinct to survive.
"Nah, what I need is your life," the masked man shook his head.
"My Life?" Bak Yongso was confused, but before he could process anything, he suddenly felt lightheaded, and the next moment, all he could see was the floor.
*THUD
"Eh?" He uttered to himself as he saw his own headless body on the ground.