290 Corrupt wound (4)

"What, what?"

The man who was drinking with Baon looked at the rainfall as if it were ridiculous.

"You crazy bastard!"

I'm holding a bottle of liquor on the floor and my arms.

It's high.

A bottle of wine with a faint blue color with mana hit the rainfall.

Chin

"Huh?"

Lightly, I held my hand. He twisted his wrist, dropped the bottle, and threw the man's body back with his arms bent back.

"Gasp!"

Kudatang! The body of the man who flew back smashed into the walls of the bar.

"Oh, shit!"

What the hell?!"

Two men across the street raised their weapons.

a sharp-throated Mace and iron-chain iron.

Before they could stand up and wield their weapons with angry expressions, the rainfall picked up the bottle that had fallen on the floor and threw it away.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The man with a Mace broke his knee.

"You bastard!"

A steel ball the size of a man's head is after his head. I pulled on the chain.

"Huh? Uh?"

The muscular body was pulled forward by a tremendous force.

I grabbed the back of my head and crushed my head on the floor full of debris from the broken glass.

"What, what the hell. Hey, hey, hey, that crazy bastard!

There was a sense of alarm around. A loud scream reverberates through the ears.

The mouth of the rain slowly rose. It's a familiar sense. It's a pleasant sensation.

It's been a long time since I left Hell.

My heart beat fast. Blood is boiling up. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'

Shivering mournfully, he stared at the fragments of a glass full of wine in front of his eyes.

"Hey, I'll tell you!! I'll tell you everything!

He uttered a desperate cry.

'It's all right,' the rainfall giggled. "I've got a bunch of chicks to ask other than you anyway."

"Ah..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The head was swept over the glass shards, eyes, nose, and mouth with glass shards of glass.

A blood stain was engraved on the floor as if the floor had been pushed with a bloody mop.

"Ah, ah, ah."

The last man who was drinking with Baon.

If you were a member of the Guardians, you walked slowly toward the man who giggled that this was heaven.

A strange smell tickled my nose. It's wet when I look down from the man's groin.

"Ahhhhhhah!

"Mi, you're crazy!"

Players from the surrounding Guardians, who were watching him with interesting eyes and booing him, urgently got up.

They turned and tried to get out of the bar. "Purpleok, Kim Si-hoon." The low voice opened.

Boong! Balock closed the bar door roughly, glaring at the players with his calm eyes.

"Until the king gave his permission, he can't go out." "What? He's another..." The woman who had been flirting with the rain made a face.

She pulled a small knife out of her waist and swung it around. But even before the knife touched Balock's body.

Squeeze!

'Argh!' a painful scream burst out of the woman's mouth.

A hand suddenly showed up next to me.

Holding a knife, she grabbed her hand and twisted it.

"What a damn bird..."

Her face hardened when she was pouring out harsh swear words.

It wasn't because the young man who grabbed her hand and twisted her was so handsome.

"Uh, uh?"

A groan of terror came out of her mouth.

"Hey, Gumryong?"

Gumryong Kim Si-hoon,

Gardy to succeed Grace McCurbin.

He is the second most famous player in the world just by looking at his reputation and the most famous player in the world.

He was staring at her with a twisted look like a night car.

"Ho, is there a misunderstanding..." As soon as the woman smiled awkwardly and tried to continue her conversation,

Boom. Kim Si-hoon's fist punched her in the stomach. The woman's body bounced back, throwing up vomit.

"Take your seats, everyone."Kim Si-hoon has a cold voice.

said with

Players who tried to run away from the bar trembled.

Now that some players have participated in the actual war against the Devil's Bridge or the recovery operation in South America, no one knows how amazing Kim Si-hoon is.

When the dragon appeared, the atmosphere of the bar, which was so noisy that it was like a battlefield, cooled down coldly.

"Come on, then."

Rain approached the man who was less nervous with his pants wet.

The situation has been roughly sorted out. It's time to hear why this situation happened in the first place.

'I'm pretty much expecting it.

Still, it would be certain to hear it from their own mouths. "I have a few questions..."

"Eh, I'll tell you!"

The man's attitude, who was laughing and mocking him before, has changed 180 degrees.

Kangwoo shrugged his shoulders and said,

It was.

"You're really with the Guardians, aren't you?"

'I don't care if you don't want to talk...' 'Eah, that's right! I'm with the Guardians!"

The man answered urgently. Rain kicked his tongue. "Since when have you been doing this?"

"What?"

"Since when have you been dogging the natives?"

"Well, that's..."

He avoided the eye.

He didn't have to think about it because he didn't even make excuses smoothly.

'From the beginning. Since the city of Valencia was created, this situation has continued as soon as the restoration operation in South America was successfully completed.

'This is how the demon bridge looks when it breaks down.'

Months after the war with the Devil's Headquarters.

Humanity was living in an era of peace, unprecedented since the day of upheaval.

There is no powerful enemy, and the average level has exploded.

The Guardians were given the power of invincibility.

And.

Stained water decays.

The people gathered here at the bar are not particularly evil or cruel.

Strong power means liberation of desire.

do.

You can actually do what you've been thinking in your head and what you've only imagined in your dreams.

Why do politicians corrupt so easily?

It is a poor excuse that nature is a piece of junk.

They are not evil, they are not corrupted or corrupted.

Just.

All I could do was do what I couldn't do.

"Tut."

The rain kicked its tongue.

'I should have expected it.’

I didn't expect everyone belonging to the Guardian to really move for the peace of the world and the safety of mankind in the first place.

Desire doesn't move in that way.

The reason why altruists are praised is that most people are not.

So he gave life benefits, huge salaries, and power to players in the Guardians.

If you don't, humans move.

I won't lose. 'I had to do it beforehand.'

This is a mistake of its own.

They had to make strong institutional regulations so that they could not wield their minds in power. But I didn't. The lack of time is an excuse. I was turning away because it was annoying and complicated. I was putting off what I had to do. "I'm sorry!"

The shivering man lowered his head.

Joined. "Baon thought it was my boss, so I couldn't do anything..." "No, I don't really care what you've done." "...what?"

The man looked up at him as if he were talking.

The rainfall continued calmly. "I don't care what you've done."

He is neither an apostle of justice nor a hero.

I don't want to talk nonsense about trying to save all the underdogsincerely.

"Whatever it takes to molest a powerless woman, beat her, beat her up, or beat her up."

What does it matter?

No matter how painful a human being who has nothing to do with himself goes through, it is no matter how miserable and painful he or she lives.

Not even interested. "The problem is."

The snow of the rain sank deep.

slowly reaching out and cringing the man's neck

I grabbed it.

"That means you're with the Guardians."

The Guardians are an organization that has made rainfall itself grow in size in preparation for the upcoming invasion of outer space.

A hunting dog.

The role is to help the enemy easily hit the arrows while dragging his feet by biting the ankle of the enemy.

"But."

The dog got sick.

The festering wound is cloth from the inside.

He is slowly making the dog sick.

Although he made a big mistake when he let go of the leash.

"I can't just let it go."

Before it's too late, you have to squeeze out the rotten pus.

"Well, what's that..."

"Purple."

The rain picked itself up.

Balok, who was blocking the entrance, bowed deeply.

"Command me."

'Kill them all.' 'Yes.'

Without hesitation, Balok replied.

He reached for the pendant he held around his neck.

The black light rumbled and said, "What, what is that?" "Oh, the devil?!"

The big devil appeared. "Whew."

The monarch of destruction breathed deeply.

Black armor was made on his arms.

The rain splashed its fingers. The power of silence has blocked all sound from escaping the bar. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Demon Roar. A furious roar hit the players' eardrums.

The bellock moved his body moved. Soon after,

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ga, save me!!"

A hell of a road opened.

Each time Balok shook his fist, the player's head in the Guardians uniform burst. "Ah, ah, ah."

The eyes of a South American woman trembling with her half torn clothes opened.

Rain approached her and took off her jacket. "When I wake up, I'll forget everything."

I put my hand on the woman's forehead.

Her eyes dimmed, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

'Tear, brother,' Kim Si-hoon approached. Kim Si-hoon's body was trembling slightly, however he did not think that the rain would order all of them to be killed.

'No matter how hard it is...' 'Si-hoon.'

He spoke calmly.

"Already a rotten wound, it's only getting bigger if it's not completely cut out."

Kim Si-hoon remained tight-lipped. He chewed his lips with a look of having a lot to say.

Rain continued with a short sigh.

'When I first came to Valencia.' 'Yes.'

"I felt a sense of conciliation."

"...a sense of incompatibility?"

He nodded his head. "There must have been a lot of people on the street."

There were many blacks, whites, and Asians.

"None of the Native Americans have ever been rescued."

"And."

Kangwoo took his smartphone out of his arms.

"I just called the Guardians department in charge of security over here. I bought an expensive, in a bar was that for "" so ... you're still a while ago unannounced but you weren't any "" 10 minutes.

Kim Si-hoon's eyes opened wide. The Guardians, who are supposed to be in charge of security, are not moving.

Which means,

"Maybe every cardian in Valencia..."

'Maybe it's not just Valencia,' said the rainfall slowly. "Come on, hold on! And even though you know this..."

Kim Si-hoon's expression turned pale. The idea of the worst, crossed his mind.

"I told you."

Rain had a bitter smile in his mouth.

"The rotten wound gets bigger and bigger."

" ...."

It is not to the extent that it has grown bigger.

The rotten, stinking pus has already covered all of Valencia.

"Let's go."

The heavy rain opened the door to the bar. The smell of blood mixed in the cool night air tickled my nose.

Beyond the glistening lights of the red-light district, a tall building was seen.

Valencia City Hall. It was where Samuel Hayden was.