Limit Breaker

While Jinwoo enjoyed the body of slaves for three days, the god of the Nam Palace worked hard to sharpen and clean his skills so that he would not become a stranger to Jinwoo who recognized him.

In the meantime, God and his father have begun to develop dissensions due to the ongoing differences in values, and they need to heal their father's illness. Let's go to the hospital. I don't want to touch money led by someone who has a bad feeling VS. The conflict continued.

And on the fourth day, as the "event" that Jinwoo wanted finally began, the best "story" began to develop.

On the third and final quest, the god who fell at a slightly higher height and was shocked by the beast's attack decided to rest the next day because he didn't want to ruin his body because he didn't have much trouble moving.

That way, I was able to face the gangsters who came in around lunch on the fourth day because I did not head to the mercenary.

Senior executives from the Kangho Clan who heard that God got power suits from the Minotaur Dynasty sent executives with enhanced abilities to think that they would have to pay for whatever they did, rather than question how they got power suits.

And the battle is back to the triumph of the god of the South.

Although God was also talented, the originally dispatched Body Strengthening Talent executives were only Grade 1, so they would kneel before the power of the power suits (though downwardly controlled) made of jihad's skill.

God made a grudge against the Gangho wave for retaliatory attacks like this, but here again, God's father beat him, beat him, and beat him, so he persuaded him to endure the chain that was bitten with the blood of revenge because it is not easily broken.

However, the next day (the 5th day), gangsters of the Gangho Clan came again and caused another uproar.

This time, he was a senior executive of the Gangho Clan with second-grade physical strength, and this time, God was also able to defeat the Power Suit with considerable damage.

Instead, the limits of patience were broken in the sight of violent gangsters pleading revenge as if they had been wronged.

God's father tried to stop him again, but he ran away for revenge, saying that there was no need for such theories for a unilateral attack and vengeance.

While working as a mercenary, I was familiar with the technician's position to repair the power suits. Late at night, I led to some repaired power suits and brutally attacked the buildings managed by the Gangho wave.

Despite the large number of mercenaries wearing masks and power suits, police have not been able to catch the culprit, but they instinctively felt that God attacked them.

In general, gangsters take a position to retaliate for the prestige and strength of the organization when it seems foolish to someone, but if there are exceptional beings, they are competents.

I don't know if it is a weak level 1-2, but if it is more than that, the power of Korean gangsters must suffer enormous damage.

In addition, the Southern Palace god, who became like those with the power suits, knew that gangsters were not producing their members like machines, so he broke their limbs and thoroughly prolonged the damage of the gangsters.

It was more complicated because the problem of the god of the Namgu was not just a matter of debt, but rather a matter of repayment and intentional damage.

Since Kim Gun-ho, a third-year-old punitive who wanted the destruction of the Southern Palace God, had been asked to make the Southern Palace rich kill themselves with various backlogs, he had now eaten too much to end the problems of the Southern Palace rich.

The problem is the damage is getting too big to let it stay that way.

Moreover, the next day (the sixth day), as he continued to harass the Gangho wave, he finally informed Kim Gun-ho of the increasing damage.

Although it seemed to me that such power suits existed for the poor, Kim Gun-ho's goal was to destroy the South Palace rich and the god of the South Palace, giving Kim Gun-ho great compensation for the ability to hire bodyguards for many large corporations.

And the seventh-day lunch that Jin Woo mentioned.

At last, the highlight of the 'story' in which despair and darkness will once again descend in the life of a hopeful god of the South Palace.

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"Are you the God of the South Palace?"

"... Are you Gunho's henchman?"

A man with a violent impression of a colorful outfit dyed blonde and pierced a small annular piercing on his ears and lips welcomed the god of the Southern Palace at the rich man's house.

When my father was reckless, defeatist, and realistically annoyed with his useless nagging, he dealt damage to the Gangho family, he ate and slept in the car that Jinwoo gave him and solved his accommodation.

And then, when they tried to attack the building managed by the Kangho wave, the gangsters who were managing the building said what they had been told was that they were waiting.

"A resolver from Gim Gun Ho is waiting at home."

was.

At that moment, I thought that gangsters and Gim Gun Ho were connected in my head, but I came back here because I had to deal with the solver who was holding my father hostage.

"What? He's got a big chunk of junk after he's George the third runt. Not long ago, I heard you were busy getting your hands on things."

Just as I didn't like the way God spoke back to me with his questions, the violent man nodded his head to his left and to his right.

"Cough... Cough...! Geez...!"

At that time, the father of God, who had to be stuck in his room by a man's threats, showed up with a cough. With the gangsters.

"Father!"

When the Minutemen and some gangsters who used to torture themselves forced their father to come, God made an angry face and gnashed his teeth.

"Bastards……! Are you threatening me as a hostage because you can't do it?"

"Hostages? That's a nasty trick for the weak to beat the strong. If you use hostages to get rid of garbage, this side is miserable."

A man with a violent impression is a man named EZHU, who, in his early 20s, had his strengthening abilities redacted, but was deceived into the background.

His physical strength rating is 4.

Playing criminal groups around the world are only a useful mid-level boss, but in Korea, where the number and quality of this ability is low, I'm anxious to carry it around with enormous compensation.

Jihu, who was hired to Kim Gun-ho, who offered his favorite conditions, came here to deal with the person who made the employer feel uncomfortable.

After having high confidence in his abilities, it was rather tragic to believe in the power of Power Schutz like the god of the South Palace and use hostages against the trembling.

"That's the shackle that won't let you escape."

"Cough! Cough!"

However, he was clearly held hostage, so God's father tried to say something but coughed and could not open his mouth.

"……."

Although he disagreed with his values and opinions, God posed with a cohesive expression to see if he could not leave his loving parents and the ideal head of household.

"So that means knocking you down will solve everything."

"About you?"

Shhh!

"!!"

Immediately, the god with the fuselage vision of a trained layman stepped forward to defend himself in a posture after running at an overwhelming speed, leaving nothing but a shadow.

Quadruck!

"Heck!?"

However, as you swing your blade forcefully toward the defensive area, the back of the Power Suit softens with the sound of the iron crumpling.

Wuxik! Yippee!

He then kicks the side of God with his foot and kicks it. With the sound of iron crunching again, the sound of cracked ribs resounded into God's head.

"Grrrgh!"

Tak! Phew!

Despite the tremendous pain he inflicted on his whole body, the god who had developed evil spirit through his mercenary life tried to grab EZhu's leg with one hand and swing his other hand to strike his head down.

Speed is overwhelmingly pushed, but God's Strike will stand a chance against you.

Woojik!

However, EZHUA grabbed God's wrist, and as she exerted strength, her wrist was crushed.

"Shhh!"

When the armor protected area was attacked, EZHwa showed a pathetic expression in the image of the screaming god.

"A lot of kids know what they're doing in power suits anyway."

What many people who use shy power suits have in common is that many of them mistake the power of power suits for their own strength.

And after years of experience dealing with them, he knew how to disable power suit users all at once.

Shocking the heart with your fist.

Kwajijijik!

"Phew… ugh…!"

No matter how strong the armor is, it can't relieve even the concentrated impact.

The gods bluntly strike their chest with a shock in their armor and spit out their saliva as if they were coughing.

After disabling God with only a few attacks, EZafter pulls the god out of the outer surface of the power suit to carry out his command.

There are two commands he received.

Destroying the power suits that the Southern God is using and only inflicting a life-saving shock.

'Well, you won't die if you hit it just right.'

Although he shocked the heart, EZHU thought it would be fine because he controlled it appropriately, but began to brutally trample and tear down the power suit that God used and damage it to the point that it was impossible to repair.

Qajik! Wooduk! Kwachang!

"N-no...! S-stop...!"

He tried to crawl towards Ehu when his life was illuminated by darkness and his power suit was destroyed to help him move into a bright future.

Puck!

"Huff!"

At this point, the prey slapped God's abdomen with the back of his foot.

"Kuhahahaha! How's it going, you son of a bitch! This is fucking great!"

Boom! Boom! Puck!

"Khhh! Ahh!"

God in power suits began to wait as if he had finally had a chance to avenge the wounds of flying teeth and the people who had to suffer.

"Y-you bastard...! How can you repay me... with vengeance...? Cough! Cough!"

God & '92; s Father was determined to make him crippled, but in this way, he mourned for the people &' 92; s ceremony of revenge.

"Is that what you really think of this inspiration? Isn't this stupid?"

"Puhahahahaha!"

"Kick, Kick, Kick!"

Just because I was afraid of the pain, I wanted to avenge myself moderately, but when I stepped back, I felt that my pride was so bad that I thought that it was an authoritative message that I wanted to confront my face like that, the people laughed at God's father with the Stone Age mind.

Then, the Minuteman, who had ignored the God who had already become incapacitated, approached the God's father who was coughing violently and kicked his abdomen as hard as he could.

Puck!

"Queek!"

A cough and scream erupted simultaneously as he was shocked, and a disgusting, earth-shattering scream rang out, but he approached the father of the god who had fallen at his feet without hesitation.

"Hello, did you really think the world would come together in the '60s and all that? Why don't you forgive me for this, too?"

Boom! Boom!

"Cough! Cough!"

Min-tae started beating God's father with his fist, grabbing his collar and brutish fist, and he could not overcome the shock and vomited black blood.

"Whoo-hoo!"

"Oh, fuck!"

After the black blood stained the shirt on the inside of the black suit, Min-tae kicked God's father to his knees without even knowing it.

"Cough... Cough..."

God's father, who was struck down by the shock on his chest, began to vomit black blood, trembling, but no one cared about him.

"Ah... Father...!"

Except for God.

"Where are you going! My interview isn't over yet!"

When he approached the Southern Palace god who was getting up to retaliate for his previous disfigurement, he grabbed his head and put his knee in his face.

"Aah!"

As the nostrils burst, the painful screaming god collapses again.

"P-please! Bring... medicine... to my father...!"

However, God's eyes were fixed on the father who was convulsing.

Father, who was shaking his neck and vomiting black blood and suffering, was thought to be unusual, but Ehu left for repayment after completely destroying the power suit, and was only focused on unleashing his vengeance.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!

"Son of a bitch! Your right molar is completely blown away!"

"You almost broke a rib and made a fool of yourself!"

The colonists and their gangsters were completely distracted from the grace given by God's father, ignoring God's request to take the medicine to his father, and repaying their pain.

"Phew. Fuck. Now I feel better."

"Ugh... Ugh... Th-that medicine... for my p-father..."

Eventually, God, who had been injured for months because of the beatings that continued for several minutes, repeated the sound of asking his father to bring medicine despite his painful moaning.

After the anger had subsided, the Minnesota gang, who had not been able to look at God's Father, approached to express anger to his father.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

But something was wrong.

He opened his eyes and said that he was in pain.

Moreover, the light was completely gone from the eyes, and a dark drop of blood was dripping from the open mouth.

"Sir, I think this old man is dead."

"Huh? Dead?"

Min-tae, who came frowning at his servant's report, touched God's father with his toes.

"Hey, old man. Hey!"

However, whenever the tip of the Minuteman's foot struck him, his body began to shake like a stubborn piece of wood, and he scratched his head with the expression that something annoying had happened, but he felt no guilt about killing a person.

He was reluctant because he did not properly follow Kim Gun-ho's 'harassing the South Korean rich to commit suicide' order.

"Oh, shit. You really are dead, aren't you?"

"Wh-what...?"

The god who was holding the cord of consciousness tightly asked me again about the muttering of the colonial ritual.

"Hey, what do you think? Your father's dead?"

"Ah... Burgie...?"

Min-tae fell down and sat down in a bad posture toward the Nam-gu god who could not get up.

"This is all your fault, just like my father said. It's your fault. It's a ring of vengeance made by violence against us."

"Lee Yeol! What's your vocabulary?"

"Right? I've always been very cool about presenting since I was a kid!"

In the face of a militant group that kills a man and then teases a good joke, the god who forcibly seized the lost consciousness burns his anger, gripping his teeth.

"Will you still forgive me? Your father would have forgiven you for saying," Violent vengeance returns to violence. ""

"……."

God's eyes began to live, but he continued to taunt and mock, knowing that he was already unable to rise by his own strength.

"I know a few sentences related to forgiveness so I can be forgiven by your father and return the favor later. Let me tell you a sentence about forgiveness that fits the situation."

Then, as if to give a magnificent speech, I coughed and opened my mouth.

"Forgiveness is the best revenge. I'll give you the chance to get the best revenge. Now, say" I forgive you "with your mouth."

"Kick-kick! I can't sleep tonight because I'm avenged!"

"Chuckle! I don't know who built it, but it's the best quote ever. Forgiveness is the best revenge. Kyaaa!"

Min-tae and his gang laughed and used the word 'forgiveness' as a nonsense.

"What are you doing? You don't want revenge? I'll give you the best chance of revenge, and you won't understand why I won't forgive you!"

At that moment, God's expression distorted like an evil spirit.

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The 7-day story of Jinwoo's disappearance is something you can capture in 5 to 6 pieces if you just want to.

But it's okay to purposely scream for the flow, but it's not okay to squirm to increase the number, so compression in a descriptive format!