I'm still alive

That woman, obviously, was defending Kim Hye-jung at the executive meeting. I don't remember exactly what department or position I was in, but it means I'm in a pretty high position to come to the executive meeting. However, since I found the scene where I was stuck with a vagrant, I didn't mean to let it go.

In the back, the shaking hostages are dragged like pigs, and in front of them are laughing and playing well. The scene was so contrasted as if there was an invisible glass film in the middle. I beckoned the old man and signaled to him to attack them before they went into the territory.

The old man came quietly to my side and loaded the bolt. And I load the crossbow I brought with me, and set it aside for the old man to shoot in a row. If the old man fires fire, I will occupy the back to block the retreat from which those men will flee. At the moment of my judgment, I moved diligently down the stairs.

They eventually had to clear the barricades and pass by. Then you'll stop walking for a moment and delay the time, and I'm going to take it for a surprise. I carefully opened the front door and looked at the back of them moaning through the barricades.

Thank God, the hostages are behind us. One was a woman, and the other two were men, and they were bruised as if they had been severely beaten while being dragged here. They had so many wounds that it was hard to explain in detail. Among them, the wounds of middle-aged men seemed the most serious.

It's obviously bleeding out. The woman in the middle is stopping the bleeding in tears, but she will die soon if she fails to get proper treatment. Feeling pressed for time, I gently lifted my head toward the window where the old man was. There the old man was aiming for the leading man, pulling out the crossbow like a silent ghost.

I took a gun and quietly searched the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. Then breathing carefully, the old man waited and waited until the attack began. An hour-like minute passed, as felt, and by the time the barricades were halfway cleared, the sound of crossing the eardrum rang quietly.

Thong.

It's ephemeral.

Just a moment ago, the vagrant's head, which was laughing and sneezing dirty, turns into a bolt. The traitor woman next to him was startled and shot her hips on the floor, while the rest of the tramps hurriedly tried to hide themselves. But Bolt, who fires at short intervals, didn't miss them.

I didn't miss that time and ran forward. I have to put the hostages behind me and take care of the ones who run away. In such a sudden surprise, the three vagrants, who had been floundering around, began to turn back and run, and soon found me standing a bayonet in front of them and blocking their retreat.

'What, what!'

Listening to the tiresome lines that rarely change, I calmly put down the bayonet. The unshakable bayonet went precisely to his neck, and in an instant it took his life. By the time I couldn't even feel the tingling sensation, I was taking life so easily.

Kick a person's stomach with a stranglehold and drop him on the floor. And when one of the rearmost men saw a bolt hit his head, I turned my hand and shook the blood off the Great Sword. Inside, hot steam comes out.

The other one dropped the knife and quickly raised his hand. Surrender? I silently looked down at him and spat out bitter spits on the floor. Did you splash something in your mouth? It was probably unpleasantness and contempt. Behind him, snow fluttered with a heavy sound.

Boom.

The old man jumped off the second floor. What about the guy who surrendered and fell on the floor? I turned around with the sound. Just get beaten with a dog's head plate and drop the head on the floor. The old man lightly smashed his head and spat like me.

Save me! Save me! Me, too! I've been taken!’

Perhaps because of the sudden situation, the traitor woman was sitting in her seat, unable to escape. And as soon as my eyes met, they came running here, shamelessly in tears. You remember my face, don't you? If she acted, she would have won the best actress award, and if it were a person, she would have been worse than Geum-su.

Thank you! Thank you!

However, the traitor woman began to run excitedly towards this side, as if she thought we had deceived her properly when there was no movement. Perhaps because of her exceptionally clean, luxurious-looking clothes, my gut-wrenching mood is all the more degenerate.

Why did you do that?

But the old man, who looked quietly at the approaching woman, asked in a voice filled with grief and anger. Then the treacherous woman, who was crying abominably, suddenly stopped moving and began to stammer as if embarrassed.

'Yes, yes?'

'Why did you do that?

The old man asked, chewing his teeth. Oh, I was distracted by anger. I rushed to the hostages in a hurry, took out my bag and poured out a mad dash of hot packs. The hostages were already half out of their minds, sitting on the floor, their heads shaking with empty eyes.

Middle-aged men are in bad shape. The woman shook and shook the middle-aged man over and over again, but he had already hardened coldly and closed his eyes. I hurriedly took out a bandage and plugged up the man's wound. Like a knife in the wound, it's terrible....... Oh, the man's body was getting hard like a mannequin.

Uncle... Uncle, wake up. Uncle....'

The woman, who had been taken hostage, continued to shake a middle-aged man with tears and a runny nose. But the man's body was slowly hardening, turning into a cold mass of ice in the cold winter weather. There was no death like drama or movie. Not noble, not even damp. One man's end was too dry.

'끅! 끅....'

When I turn my head, the traitor woman hits her head on the floor with a moaning sound. There was a cloth in the mouth, and blood trickled through the lips as if the tooth had fallen out because of a blow to the face. The old man was so relentless in wielding a dog's headboard, maintaining a demonic face.

'Don't kill me.’

I murmured quietly. The old man then gulped down his anger. Never kill. Now that we have confirmed the truth of the tail that sells people, we have to identify the victim and hear information about the vagabonds, and even about another kenapult.

I quickly took off my coat and put it on a crying woman and another man sitting on one side. But the woman moved her hand to take off the clothes I gave her and dress the man who had already died. I blocked her hand again and again, recognizing the reality.

Uncle is cold....... Uncle....’

'He's dead.'

We must not deny reality. Even a woman dies when her body temperature drops further. Nevertheless, the woman pushes my hands away and pushes my arms and chest to see if there is still strength left. But I stood firm in the position and made her accept reality.

In the chilly alley where the man died, there were only bloodstained eyes and the cold wind blowing.

The vagrants took off all the clean clothes and dressed the men and women. A large amount of hot packs and quick first aid saved him from an emergency, but he had to get proper treatment. I surrounded a woman who had fainted, and pressed the arm of a deranged man.

The traitor woman lost her mind, her arms and legs tied with electric cords. The old man gave the traitor's woman a shoulder-to-shoulder look that he really didn't want to do. I wanted to kill him here, but I had to take him alive to find the victims and accomplices that still remained.

It's time to return to Eden. We buried the bodies through the snow and moved towards Eden.

* * *

'Open the door! Medical personnel! Medical staff!'

When I saw the front door, I ran in a hurry and took out the radio. Then on the front door side, Allah showed a different busy movement than before, and when I reached the middle, the front door began to move with a heavy sound. I moved desperately towards that place.

The crazy man walked all the way here and sat down twice. Looking at his feet, he was filled with serious frostbite and minor wounds. I had no choice but to take off my socks and put them on the man, and later even changed my shoes.

The woman I'm carrying on my back was slowly slowing down her heartbeat. Throughout their journey to Eden, the hostages were not in such good condition that it would not be strange to die at any time. Feeling impatient, I poured all my energy into running. Already, my whole body was covered with sweat, and my vision became blurred.

When I found Kim Chul running through the main gate far away and here, I felt my whole body exhausted. I let my legs loose and sank to the floor, and the old man violently laid down the traitor woman. Kim Chul's face turned pale and checked the condition of the woman and the man, and was soon escorted to the hospital.

Only then did I exhale and hold my trembling hand. Oh, I was so tired that I almost died. I was about to get up and suddenly I felt something warm hugging me. Who is it? There was a pungent aroma of alcohol.

Dongyoon! Dongyoon saved them.’

It was Kim Chul who had come to embrace me. When I looked at him in amazement, Kim Chul smiled gladly and patted me on the shoulder. Praise? It felt strange to be praised by a grown-up man. But it was a familiar feeling somewhere, so I nodded quietly.

Kim Chul hurriedly followed the patient who was being escorted to the end. Looking at him fluttering his sweaty doctor's gown despite this cold weather, I felt nostalgic and nostalgic. I took the radio out of my pocket, looking at him slowly moving away.

'Come here, please.’

I quietly paged my silver-rimmed glasses.

* * *

Eden flipped over once again. The head of the group, in a fiery rage, seized and searched the office and home of the traitor woman, and the immediate guards wandered around Eden frantically armed. In the meantime, we led a traitor woman into our office with silver-rimmed glasses.

We tied the traitor woman in the middle of the office, and quickly submitted progress reports and mission logs. Less than half an hour later, the group leader's message arrived. Eun-te's glasses, checking the radio in the corner, told me, packing up the papers.

'You have given full authority to the tramp's navigator. And he's telling me to do anything because he's responsible for the rest.’

'Of course you should.'

The old man raised one lip and smiled coldly. He must have endured and endured staring at her from a while ago until his permission fell.

And this woman, there were more lines here and there than I thought. With the news that the woman was caught, some executives reportedly protested and visited the head of the group and protested to hold a proper trial.

However, the head of the frantic group mobilized armed guards to expel all the executives, and in no time took similar measures against martial law. All personnel stopped working and went home, and inside Eden, all movement disappeared before sunset.

The silver-rimmed glasses searched through the documents and quietly packed them in the bag, and said, looking at me as if I had forgotten something.

'Oh, and a lot of drugs came out of her house. We're looking into the source, so please wait a little bit. Then I'll see you at the meeting after dinner.’

Even at this moment, the silver-rimmed glasses, which do not allow a stitch, bowed politely and quickly left the office. It was like a death sentence, a tacit permission for us to do as we please. At that moment, the traitor woman's eyes shook nervously, and from her blocked mouth, the sound of the town and town came out of her mouth.

As soon as she arrived at the office, she showed a different attitude from the scene. Did he trust other executives to help him? However, the more reports of Eun-te's glasses continued, the more confident he was, and now he wagged enthusiastically to defend himself.

The old man looked at the figure quietly and breathed out, and soon rose quietly from his seat.

Make me a bad person. Right?

The woman didn't answer.