LIGHTNOVELWORLD 429
429: harass and see (4)
“You should have said that before you attacked my girls. If I keep you alive like this, I might die at their hands. is not it? Huh!”
“Aren’t there any hostages held in Russia yet? Are you going to give up like this?”
Samchpack pulled out the last move and tried to keep the negotiations going. It was truly the battle of his life.
However, Cheol-woo was a completely different type from the characters he had dealt with so far. Even if I gave everything in the world, it was difficult to change that nauseous expression.
“What are you asking about that? Seeing with your own eyes where I am After all, you have to take care of your own life. Of course, you can get revenge, but you can’t accompany them to the underworld. Life is…”
He tried to walk the hostage held in Russia as a bait, but Cheol-woo did not move at all. His attitude was too clear to see it as a poker face for negotiation.
“Then I have no choice but to die here at your hands today?”
“no! I don’t mind negotiating with you, but there is room for negotiating with someone else. you put your life on the line Huh!”
At his words, Samchipack raised the final anticipation. However, in the circumstances that followed, he once again fell into despair.
A human face appeared on Cheol-woo’s cell phone. And that face was the face that Samchipack didn’t want to see the most.
“Turner, you bastard! After all, was all of this just your trick?”
“Don’t get me wrong. It was only after I got a call late at night that I found out about the situation.”
Justin Turner, who was aiming for Samchpack’s place, was smiling strangely in the video. The nuance felt at the end of his words did not mean that he was completely unaware of this situation.
Rather, I would have expected this to happen in my heart. Because he was a tactician no less than Samchipack.
“If the two of you have a conversation to talk to, I’ll stay away for a few minutes.”
“no. I was just asking for the well-being of an old colleague. haha!”
Cheol-woo spoke with Turner in a rare, sullen tone. Everyone here was convinced that there would be a lot to eat over there.
“Then we will proceed like this. We will meet and discuss the reward for that soon.”
“What do you know? I’m just following the contract strictly. haha!”
As if conscious of the video call, Turner twirled his tail. Even if the conversation was recorded, he used a clever way of speaking so that no pods were left behind.
[A large number of armed forces are approaching the building. 18 confirmed persons. All are armed at the level of special forces.]
‘Hey, this bastard has a dirty temperament too. Huh!’
Even if you listen to the rumors floating around, Justin Turner was a character as dirty as Samchipack. He did not believe from the beginning that such a man would graciously negotiate.
Even if I got rid of the sample pack, there was not much (?) falling. So, I was thinking of confiding in the Jewish capital as well.
But the problem was that all the guys there were like Samchpack. Any threat won’t work, rotten water bastards who will do anything for money.
Rather than wasting such a waste of time and defeating them individually, the plan was to attract them all at once. Unsurprisingly, the one who could be said to be the most powerful among them blew the back of the head openly.
“Then, I’ll call you back as soon as I finish work.”
“what? No, I have to show the work to the end…”
He ended the call with a bewildered expression on his face. Now it was my turn to use this as a bait to devour the idiot who went crazy in front of me.
Of course, we do the announcement first.
“In a few minutes, the armed men will come in here. Let each one respond on their own.”
“What? How many people are there, and the level of armed forces is…?”
“Only 18 people were identified. Assume that the level is just the DevGrew team.”
“Sibel! You’re going to face three Devgrew teams here, don’t you have a lot of weapons?”
Wolf jumped and grumbled. Due to the nature of the sniper, he extremely hated being attacked.
He was the guy who always looked down on his opponent from the top of the battlefield. So he just hated going in the opposite situation.
“A guy wearing a suit is tough.”
“What the suit blocks bullets is… it does. But you don’t have a battle hat, a battle hat…”
“Girl! Since when did you start wearing a battle hat?”
“Anyway, I know this new day all too well. Suspiciously…”
Wolf grumbled and rummaged through the bag Cheolwoo was carrying. Contrary to his concerns, the bag was full of weapons.
“Now, what are you going to do? Are you just going to be quiet and lose everything to Turner?”
“Let’s negotiate. I’ll go under you And I will give you all of your Jewish capital. So help me with my life and revenge!”
“Girl! you’re still out of your mind Those words should have come out before they attacked my girls. Let go of the regret that you can live now.”
shudder! Tee!
Cheol-woo chewed Samch-pack’s horse and put a leash around his neck. This time, even a capsule containing a small amount of gunpowder was placed inside the box.
You couldn’t go through the airport checkpoint with a capsule with a bomb. That’s why I forgot to take the gunpowder from her leash and put it on Wallace’s neck.
The Warrior informed me of the problem late, but Cheol-woo ignored it because it was annoying. Well, he was going to die anyway, and it didn’t have to be because of the collar.
“What is this?”
“Your lifeline.”
“Didn’t you say you didn’t negotiate?”
“Of course, there’s no need to negotiate with a guy with a dog collar. But I have some interest in your fortune and power. I also have to pay for the labor cost of going on a business trip. Huh!”
It was the sound of vomiting everything up before you die. He thought he was a demon who surpassed him.
“flaw! Then will you take my revenge?”
“It will depend on who the opponent is. I can’t get revenge on me.”
“of course! One is Justin Turner. That fucking bastard, and the other bastard that traitor.”
hey! dump!
Samchpack spit out his grudge and pointed at his secretary, Richard. He dared to hit the back of his head and let that bastard who betrayed him fine, and he couldn’t close his eyes.
“Hey, little bastard! what do you have to offer? You can’t be slaughtered like this. is not it? Two days!”
Jeff, who was standing by Richard’s side, patted him on the shoulder and tried to raise the board. Seeing Cheol-woo and Jeff stalking them naturally, the rest of the people shook their heads.
“Hey, there is. I took care of most of the huge slush funds he had scrambled for. And I know pretty much all about dirty back deals. Everything related to the Jewish capital, and even the back deals we had with the Arabs over there…”
Bassam, who was watching the situation from behind, gave a surprised expression. That’s why he followed me like crazy.
“Oh! If that’s enough…, so are you?”
Cheol-woo nodded at Richard’s appeal. And then, ‘Is there anything else?’, he tapped the sample pack.
[The armed forces approached 50m in front. They’re wearing an improved version of the suit.]
‘Improved version of Stra….’
They could be seen through Cheol-woo’s retina. The suit that was close to light armament was obviously a lightweight artificial muscle suit that he improved and delivered to the CIA.
“Did I get hit in the back by Chris Young-Taeng? Huh!”
At this point, the CIA was the only one using that version of the suit. So, those coming from over there must be a Black Ops team belonging to the CIA’s Special Operations Group (SAC).
Unsurprisingly, as if confirming his prediction, the phone rang immediately.
[This is Chris Deputy Director of the CIA.]
‘Change it.’
I couldn’t afford to pick up my cell phone and talk while staring at other people. As the day wore on, he immediately connected Deputy Director Chris’s phone to his auditory nerve.
“I am Chris. It’s a big deal! The Black Ops team is out of our control!”
“Do you know where they went?”
“I don’t know at the moment. But there is no way we can get them out of our hands except the federal government.”
“The Deep State stole it.”
“okay! And the target they are aiming for is…”
“This is me. Huh!”
“Hey! This is no laughing matter. I improved it by attaching various advanced equipment to the suit you gave me. Even with the reinforcement of three teams.”
Deputy Director Chris said in a serious voice. It was only after he wasn’t acting that I could feel how concerned he was with this issue.
“If it was made into three teams, wouldn’t even the CIA overwork it badly? Why did you push yourself so hard to do something good for someone else?”
“Because of the Deep State bastards. Based on the data you gave me, little by little, I was approaching their true nature. There was a lot of backlash and pressure. At the worst, we all protested so strongly that we could be attacked by them. So, while I was overdoing it, I developed my strength, but I think it would be like doing only good things for others. Shit!”
The sound of Chris’s costume popping seemed to come all the way here. There seemed to be no reason to turn him into an enemy immediately.
Of course, we’ll have to take a closer look at it later, but for now it was wise to put the enemy Justin Turner alone. As Chris said, the only people who could send the Black Ops team here at the perfect time were Samchipak and Turner.
Or the president of the United States.
“What about this? I think I’m going to have to dispose of the ones I worked so hard to raise today. Huh!”
“…I hope they’ve already told you…”
“Watch out Justin Turner!”
“…you mean Senator Justin Turner?”
“Then I’m busy, so…”
From Chris’s words, he was still not convinced that Justin Turner was one of the leaders of the Jewish capital. So he was hit in the eye like that.
“Mighty! The guy you wanted so much is only 40 meters away.”
“Huh!”
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Mighty understood his words. He was finally able to achieve the revenge he had so longed for.
Then he pulled out gloves and combat boots made of artificial muscles from the small bag he was carrying on his back. It was a suit set that Zahar customized for Mighty.
“The opponent is a Black Ops team belonging to the CIA’s Special Operations Group (SAC). All 18 of us are armed with improved suits, so take care of yourself.”
“Is this a CIA-linked operation?”
“I heard that Chris Young-Taeng was also hit in the head.”
“Twice! That’s why I told you to retire early. Catch it!”
Inspired Jeff was aware of the current situation. And then Chris, who got his eyebrows right, continued to click his tongue as if sadly.
“shit! This is going to be a hot one today. Is this enough to give you a special allowance?”
“It is very rude to say something like that in front of a man who holds and shakes Jewish capital. Huh!”
Cheol-woo looked at Samchpack and Richard while answering Wolf’s question. It was clearly rude to say such a thing in front of the world’s best Hogu.
The two men who received his gaze fell at the same time. Then, following Cheol-woo’s gaze, he hurriedly crawled back into the panic room.
“I, am I…?”
“You are in too!”
Bassam also rushed into the panic room. Hogu, no less than the ones in front, seemed to stumble and enter the cage on his own feet.
However, the Assassins who escorted him remained there. Both of them knew well that joining the battle and adding a hand would increase Bassam’s survival rate.
“Operation?”
“What are you looking for? Everyone has to do what they know. Huh!”
“That’s why I can’t leave you. Two days!”
“How come that word is more subtle? Anyway, Young-nim is buying a little body in moderation. If you don’t want to be buried at the bottom of Washington like that guy over there… Huh!”
Cheol-woo looked at Wallace who had died and said it like a joke. The mercenary’s carcass, as always, was treated like shit without a caretaker.
In any case, the opponent approaching was a special forces unit that surpassed the world’s strongest in existence. But no one was nervous.
Rather, he regained his appetite and looked forward to a confrontation with them. Whilst complaining that there are only 18 enemies to deal with…