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"What should I do with the body?"

In response to the police's question, Yoo EunSeung took out a bill from her wallet and handed it to him.

"Clean it up. They're criminals anyway, so I'll just give them credit in moderation."

The mouth of the cop who received the dollar fell wide. Then, he clears his throat and his eyes shine as if it's not enough. EunSeung took out all the remaining bills.

'Trash bastards.'

After all, the cocaine trailer and weapons had been retrieved by Guilio Parenti. What remains is Mesa's gang, who have become corpses. Those who were called Ssomnang or Yan became cold corpses and rolled on the floor.

EunSeung ran the furthest among them and headed towards Mesa's corpse, whose head was pierced.

After kicking the dead man who had buried his face in the mud and turning it over, he rummaged through his pockets to find his cell phone.

After unlocking with the phone owner's fingerprint and resetting the internal storage, he put the phone back in Messa's pocket. then he just shot his gun.

Bang, bang, bang!

A bullet pierces the cell phone and lodges in the heart. Because it was before rigor mortem had occurred, blood was gushing out.

Yoo EunSeung was like a person whose emotions had been castrated. Wiping his blood-splattered cheek with his hand in a leather glove, he turned around. In front of him with a calm expression on his face, a pale blue man approached.

"Mr. Kang MooJin... . What happened?"

"You're late, Choi TaeJoon."

TaeJoon was disgusted and covered his mouth and turned around.

It was a level of carnage. No matter how criminal it is, all 40 people died.

TaeJoon followed Yoo EunSeung as he calmly took steps. He seemed to have no qualms about stepping over his corpses.

Yoo EunSeung. No, Kang MooJin.

Kang MooJin, who emerged like a comet as an emerging conglomerate in his early 30s, quickly took over the Southeast Asian drug market. However, not much was known about Kang MooJin. It's just a story floating around like a rumor.

There were rumors that he was the boss of organizations based in the United States and Russia, and there were also rumors that he was the third generation of Korean conglomerates. Among them, there is a rumor that he, who was pushed out of the succession structure, fell into this path by using huge capital was the most influential.

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Choi TaeJoon wonders why Kang MooJin showed up at Lee Hana's house. He was going crazy wondering why he had attacked him and for what reason moved on with her.

Kang MooJin should not get involved with Lee Hana. No, he was a person he couldn't even come across. If, by any chance, Lee Hana finds out about Kang MooJin... .

TaeJoon stopped walking at the cool feeling o his throat being cut off.

When he look up, he see a black Range Rover stopping in the distance. MooJin walked without hesitation toward the small hut behind it.

"Mr. Kang MooJin!"

TaeJoon became anxious and hurriedly caught up, MooJin opened the door and entered, looking back and frowning.

"Why didn't you talk?"

"Yes?"

"Mr. Lee Duyi, that they were twins."

TaeJoon opened his mouth blankly as he watched MooJin take off his leather gloves. Kang MooJin washed his hands in the sink and walked slowly through his cabins. His expression was calm enough for someone who had been at the scene of the slaughter just a while ago.

He gently caressed the surface of the table and opened the closet. After confirming that there was nothing inside, he sat down on the bed and placed his palm as if to measure the warmth.

TaeJoon suppressed his frustration. He wants to follow through, but he know he should not mess with him.

Kang MooJin is a madman. He said Lee Hana was also crazy, but by his standards Lee Hana was a perfectly normal person compared to Kang MooJin.

However, he is not a psychopath who enjoys killing. Should I say that he is close to a sociopath? He was extremely intelligent, and his elusiveness made him even more dangerous.

"Here, I need some information."

Kang MooJin lifts a pillow and buries his nose. Then he tilted his head and smiled. TaeJoon shook his head, feeling his mind has gone white.

"Even if it's Mr. Kang MooJin, it won't work. I am... ."

"Really, are you a mercenary?"

"Yes, a mercenary. I was once a mercenary... Now I'm just an ordinary citizen. As you know, she is Duyi's twin sister. Besides, she seems to believe that Duyi is alive. So here... ."

TaeJoon, who was talking, felt goose bumps at MooJin's reaction.

"Perhaps.. Duyi, is he alive?"

MooJin brushed away his bangs and leaned against the headboard of the bed. Then, as if taking a break, he placed his hand on his chest and turned his head.

"Well, why are you curious?"

TaeJoon's legs gave out and he sat down.

MooJin, who clenched his fist at the sight, crosses his legs and mumbles as if to be heard.

"By the way... I can't use Guilio Parenti's name anymore."

"Come on, Kang MooJin. So how am I going to be? Right? Why is Duyi alive!"

The moment TaeJoon raised his head, he was faced with a black muzzle. Seeing Kang MooJin's cold face staring at him while lying on the bed, TaeJoon sensed that something was wrong.

"Choi TaeJoon, you're being useful. Before I throw you away."

It's crazy.

TaeJoon clenched his fists and bowed his head. Then Kang MooJin, who raised him up, took off his shirt and walked  towards the bathroom.

"I look forward to information from Lee Hana next time."

"Mr. Kang MooJin, that's really... ."

"I'll wash up for now, then go back. See you on the boat soon."

"Boat?"

When he asked in a dying voice, MooJin answered in an annoyed tone.

"I think it will be a romantic reunion."

"A-are you really interested in Lee Hana? to her?"

"She is pretty."

Crazy... . Cursing leaked out. TaeJoon's lips trembled.

In the meantime, the bathroom door closed with a squeaking sound, followed by the sound of water.

Duyi... is alive.

TaeJoon looked up at the ceiling with a devasted expression.

"Fuck."

***

"Help me. Then... I'll catch the guy who impersonated you."

Hana grabbed the back of Guilio's head with her non-gun hand. He didn't lean back because of his height, but it was enough to keep his lips from touching.

The madman, who just had his lust, narrowed his eyes and answered her offer.

"Well... Messa died on the spot. It's also hit by a sniper rifle. I wanted to politely ask who the person impersonated me was."

He said he had a personal grudge against Mesa... . Yoo EunSeung seemed to have succeeded in revenge.

Hana slowly shook her head as if denying his words.

"If you help me, you can naturally find the impersonator. My brother... It looks like he were chasing someone who impersonated you."

"Brother?"

When she thought of Duyi, my hand naturally energized. The knuckles of her fingers stand out white. Guilio lifted his chin with a displeased look at the force pulling his hair.

"There is a rumor that there is Korean intelligent agent who was eliminated by you Guilio Parenti... . That's my little brother."

"If he was eliminated by me, wouldn't that mean he died?"

"No, he is alive. Thats's why I came to see you... . I need to check."

"Did you really want to kill me?"

"Kill.. I don't think so."

He shifted his gaze from Hana's eyes to her nose then to the edge of her lips. The blood soaked lips are thick and swollen. Guilio rubbed his thumb on the corner of his mouth that had been scratched, then inserted his hand.

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She raised her eyes with a flash. He dug in as if pressing her tongue and touched her teeth. He then pulled out his thumb and pushed his index and middle finger in.

Hana stared at him with her mouth open, enduring this misjudgment. Guilio stared straight into Hana's eyes and put saliva on his finger.

He looked happy.

Crazy, sadist.

Tears well up every time she feel nauseous. As her teeth slowly closed, he shook his head, narrowing his eyes.

"If you want to wash mine here, you'll have to spread it out a little more. You have to get used to it."

The creepy languid tone makes her toes tense.

Saliva dripped from her mouth. Guilio tapped the gun aimed at him

"Put it away."

Hana slowly lifted her hands over her shoulders and pulled out the magazine.

A bullet fell to the floor, and a bullet came out of the allen magazine and rolled in the direction of the sewer. In a word, truce. It was as if she had revealed that she had no intention of attacking. So the decision will have to be made by Guilio Parenti.

"You seem to care a lot about your brother."

Hana could not answer. It was clear that if she spoke, her tongue would be pressed and only a strange moan would come out.

As she spread her legs together, the bulled landed on her toe rolls away.

The moment his eyes fixed on the moving bullet, Hana bit his finger.

"You really!"

"You bastard, so dirty!"

She grabbed Guilio's back hair and put her fist in it.

Puck, his lips cracked at the clenched fist with a groan. His blow must have been greater because his head was caught and he could not escape.

Turning a tingling fist, she spat and muttered ferociously.

"It's so hard to steal a panties and put it on. I am not wearing it, You wear it."

Then, she put on the shirt she had dropped on the floor and left the bathroom.

But what awaited her, who didn't even fasten the buttons, were dozens of guns.

"You punks... ."

Hana put both hands behind her head and interlocked them.

Now it was a real surrender. It was enough to get Guilio Parenti's attention anyway.

They can't kill her recklessly. She's sure he felt that she is useful.

It was when Lorenzo was about to shout in excitement at the attitude of her calm surrender.

Guilio came out, fiddling with his chin, and put his black panties in her hands, which was raised above her head. He then walked past her as if nothing had happened.

The astonished Hana let out a laugh and turned her head.

Guilio sat on the sofa across from him, not even wearing a thread. He looked around at his men and gave a low command.

"Look for Brioni store. Right Now."