Chapter 427

Episode 427:

The walls of this space were painted bright red here and there to the point where I had to seriously think about what color they were originally. They are all painted with someone’s blood.

“Now, good boy. Today is the last day. “How do you feel?”

“Ha... don’t... don’t kill me...”

“What? “Did you want to stay with me a little longer?”

The woman giggled and stroked the face of the man tied to the chair.

It was a gesture without affection or interest.

There are a total of three men tied to chairs.

“Don’t you hate criminals like us?”

“I don’t hate poetry. Because of work, I have no choice...”

“Hmm... then should I save you a little longer? “Maybe if I eat well and sleep well, I’ll feel energized soon?”

The eyes of the captives were filled with the desire to live.

The woman was ecstatic as she looked into those eyes.

“How can these eyes. “I like it...”

She approached the man tied up on the far left of the man and then did something terrible.

Knock...

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

The woman who cut out her eye put it in a bottle filled with a suspicious liquid.

Phong...

Then, he arbitrarily sprayed a simple hemostatic agent into the man’s eyes.

“Kaaaaak!”

The man struggled in pain and fainted.

“Hmm... Do you think your insomnia will get better after seeing this?”

“Why... why are you doing this...”

The woman smiled.

“Because it’s fun.”

Squeak...

Boom.

As the woman closed the door and left, the room was once again filled with black darkness.

Meanwhile, the woman sat with other suspicious people gathered in a bright room.

“Just do it in moderation, it’s noisy. “Screaming all night long.”

“Ebebe... she’s screaming.”

“... do you want to die?”

“joy.”

There are a total of six people gathered in this room. All of them had an appearance that would never be forgotten once seen.

“Ben Hew, when are those guys coming? “How long do I have to stay in this boring place?”

Ben Hugh is a man with a bushy beard and pale skin.

He answered the woman’s question.

“silk. “According to the information received, unfortunately, it seems that the nobleman’s henchman will not come.”

“what? really? Then you waited for no reason!”

“It appears that a special committee or something has been created in the Investigation Bureau. “The nobles seem to be supporting it.”

“So-called cooperation?”

“okay. cooperate.”

“Then a lot of trash will come here? “Isn’t that different from the original plan?”

“Maybe so. Or maybe not.”

“What is that.”

Benhue placed his hands on his chin with his hands clasped together.

“The members of the special committee were all filled with unknown people. “There is no information at all.”

“Didn’t you pick that up rolling around somewhere? “Those who don’t care if they die.”

“Well... it looks like the Silver Lion Society put a lot of effort into it. “Rumors are going around.”

“rumor?”

“I expect the special committee to eliminate drug organizations all at once.”

“Foot... who says such bullshit with sincerity?”

“There is no harm in being careful. “Just know.”

A bald, muscular man sitting next to me said.

“Then it is more of a welcome. Because the blood of a clam is tasteless. “When they come, I go first.”

“You’re funny... Who cares?”

Benhue held up the man’s hand.

“Yes Durette. You step up. “I have some business to attend to.”

A man with short hair covering his mouth with a half-mask spoke.

“Well, let’s get someone who has time to step forward and do it.” “If we are stronger than we think, we can cooperate... and do the same thing.”

“cooperate? You’re funny. How do we cooperate with lowly people like you? “I don’t know if it’s Ben Hugh who has similar tastes...”

The woman looked vaguely at Ben Hugh.

Benhue summarized her words.

“Silk, you and I take different paths. “You are simply a homicidal maniac who cuts out eyes, but I long for the power contained in the eyes themselves.”

“Isn’t that what it is?”

“different. Have you ever been overwhelmed by someone’s eyes?”

“no? “Where in the world are there such beautiful eyes?”

“I want eyes like that.”

“... It’s not good to be influenced too much by your teacher.”

The desire for strong eyes is one of the things Benhue’s teacher instilled in him.

“Benhuw, then are you able to gauge another person’s level just by looking at their eyes?”

“okay. “I know which of you is stronger.”

Shudder...

flinch...

Everyone swallowed their saliva at those words, but Benhue grinned.

“I plan to never say it. Because skill and the talent to survive are two different things. “I’ll tell it to the guy who survives the longest later.”

“Unlucky!” that!”

Silk grumbled.

“But I’m quite attached to this warehouse... If I kill everyone here, I guess we’ll just abandon this warehouse?”

“The home has already been taken elsewhere. “If they show up, just kill them all, set an example, and then leave.”

“eye! “Wouldn’t it be clearer if we all had our eyes gouged out?”

“... Do whatever you want.”

...

Knock...

...

“... Are you not there?”

I could clearly hear the popularity.

“Hey, look at me here!”

When a woman in uniform knocked on the window, the guard who was dozing off at the guard post frowned and responded.

“... What?”

The security guard had a scary look.

There were several torn scars on his face.

“It came from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. “I ask for your cooperation.”

“go away.”

“So... yes?”

“Fuck off, I don’t have time to play with the kid.”

“... hey?”

Drunk...

Drunk...

The security guard shouted as he roughly opened the barred window.

“I don’t need to know whether it’s the investigative bureau or a slander. “By what authority are you inspecting this place?”

“I assume you sent an official letter to the entire Schirlen estate regarding the special committee?”

“Special commander?”

“yes.”

“I’ve never heard of it.”

“The official document...”

“I didn’t receive it! So get out!”

Han So-mi took out an official document from her pocket with a solemn expression.

“Sleep here.”

“what’s this?”

“Official document. They said they didn’t receive it. Now that’s enough...”

Sigh...

The security guard tore up the official document.

Han So-mi couldn’t bear it anymore and screamed.

“hey! Mr. Lee... do you want to die!?”

“Try killing me. There is only one door, so it opens on its own and comes in. Then, I will personally guide you.”

“It’s locked!”

“That’s none of my business.”

The iron door that the security guard pointed to was something that was difficult to describe as heavy; its thickness was well over the size of the palm of one’s hand.

When Han So-mi was so angry and her face was as hot as a tomato, a loud noise was heard from somewhere.

Kwahiah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhh!

“What the hell!”

“악 ... Well ....”

Idea ... “Kiyi ...

Kuu Woong ...

Kuu Woong ...

The huge iron gate was torn and barely hung on the hinge.

“What are you doing! No, how...”

Jamard kicked the door open and walked away.

“Troll? Are you the investigator? “This bastard...”

Standing tall...

Jamard stopped and approached the post where the security guard had locked the door.

“What are we going to do...”

Ujik...

Patter...

The roof of Socho was torn off with a single gesture of Jamard’s hand.

“....”

“Open the door.”

Squeak...

The security guard who opened the door kept glancing at Jamard in a very intimidated state.

And his whole body trembled, as if he was overwhelmed by its presence.

“... guide me.”

“Such...”

“If you don’t want to die, guide me to the loading dock.”

The guard brought a lantern from the post and took the lead.

Han So-mi approached Kang Seol and asked.

“That troll is safe, right?”

“... Somi.”

“What should I do? Have you seen it? Where is the bathroom here... I was so surprised...”

“Are you okay?”

“... That bastard didn’t even blink when I said I was going to kill him!”

Karen said with a smile.

“When you say you’re going to kill, it’s with the intent to kill!”

“... ah!”

Han So-mi, who heard those words, widened her eyes as if she realized something.

Then, he approached the security guard who was giving directions and whispered in his ear.

“Push push push.”

“... What are you doing?”

“You are already dead. “In my head.”

Han So-mi narrowed her eyes and spoke as if it were boring.

“Isn’t the terminal cute?”

The temple, which had a rather bloody curtain, has just begun.

A message came to mind for Kang Seol and Han So-mi.

[An unexpected adventure, ‘Why did you come to my house?’ occurs.]

[This adventure is very dangerous.]

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