Descent of Demon god

Life was worthless.

I was born and abandoned as a child of a hairdresser, the descendant of an authentic Muslim.

It was only because he lost his job without a job.

At one moment, I was lost for two years, falling from the body of Chairman and Father's expectations.

It was after I passed the National Security Council's slope test that I got back up on my stray car after losing my goal.

There was no kite with the company or the Moorish anyway.

I wanted to focus on my new life and forget all the remaining refinements.

‘Let's live by contributing to justice. ’

A life of justice.

For him with a new goal, the Public Security Office was perfect for the safety of his citizens.

Darkness wouldn't be as mysterious as this one.

But everything was a mistake.

[I can only see what the bastard wants to see for himself.]

When the blood clot was released, she said to him,

As soon as the name of the hairdresser woke up, the disappointment reached extremes and I lost my motivation.

I didn't even know what was right.

Then this man, the Darkness, reached out to him.

[I'll give you a chance. Come under me. Then I'll give you back your shaman and what you wanted.]

If someone else had said it, they would have said it was bullshit.

However, the weight of his words was never taken lightly.

I just wanted to check one last time.

And that confirmation is over now.

“Shhh! Please! ”

Director, your whole body is burning up.

There was no way to survive what happened when the nanobomb went off inside.

Up to four or five times I was curiously told to kill myself, but I couldn't overcome the psychological pressure just before an important drop burst.

On his knees, he was begging for his life, praying for his hands and feet to wear out.

‘...... It's the same after all. ’

I was disappointed in the eyes of the hairdresser.

The robust Director's image that he knew was completely shattered.

It was also strange that Director Yoo Yoo Yoo could endure the pain better than lightning because he was not even trained to do nothing.

“I'll follow. I'll follow, please. Stop! Stop it!"

Upper part of his career gave up his pride.

At first, I thought that pain and death could be tolerated.

But it was just a mistake.

He only realizes here that he is not that blinded.

“Boo, please save my life...”

Bam! Bam!

“Shhhhh!”

A nanobomb exploded inside the left thigh of the superior pectoralis muscle.

I was surprised that the place would burst at the moment. He looked at it in agony, but fortunately his thighs.

The upper part of the muscle asked with embarrassing eyes.

“Shhh, I said I'd follow you. Why? ”

“I want the dog to behave like a dog. ”

Zec!

Along with that, Lucky tried to flick his finger again.

The furious pectoralis flattens to the ground, trembling and shouting.

“Bran, I will follow you, please have mercy. ”

“Hmm.”

I became respectful.

I was quite satisfied, and I let go of my finger.

“Phew... Phew...”

Again, the upper pectoralis, which was tightly throbbing, was afraid that a nanobomb would explode, exhaled violently.

Choo-dong!

At that time, three people came out of the elevator door.

The two men dressed in the suit of the fire strikers were White Jong-seok and No Smoking.

They came in wearing the uniforms and helmets of the fire strikers to get in here.

“Ugh…”

The man who was stumbling and groaning was a brilliant chief.

His use was fingerprint shuttles for using elevators going down to five floors underground.

Baek Jong-seo approached her and said.

“Found it!”

He looks back and points to the book his mother is holding.

However, Kum Mi was holding the book with both hands and making a shy face.

I thought I was embarrassed when I brought the book to Lady Chun.

“Hey, here.....”

“This is it.”

She saw the title written on the outside of the essay book.

[Forty. Far from it.]

‘......... ’

Hansako said he would take the book, and he lost his place to look at his son, Baek Jong-seo, who had never seen the title of the book.

I handed over the bookshelf without a care.

[24, 32, 94, 83, 13, 52, 63, 103, 26, 49.]

Even if it wasn't nano, I was smart enough to memorize a short number easily.

Looking at page 24, there was only one phrase with numbers written on it.

[Shotter 1. Women need to work even when they are older. The first is skin….]

‘1.’

Turning to page 32, one number was also written in the phrase.

‘0.’

Turning to that, the ten numbers were combined.

1052987642.

It was not a difficult password.

assuming, of course, you know the number that Quit Smoking is memorizing.

‘This is it.’

It was likely that this was a contact number that I could contact.

When she looked at White Bell, she quickly noticed that he had the top of his head lying on the floor and the chief's bloodline leaning against the wall.

When the two of them fainted, she opened her mouth.

1052987642.

“If it's 10, it's 010, so it's Beijing. ”

The number of the government of China is 86.

Each city in Central Korea has a regional code, 10 being Beijing, as Baek Jong wrote.

Then, the chances were that Beijing was the stronghold of the Natural Oil Faction.

Although it has now changed, it was quite surprising to see the former capital of the People's Republic as a base.

“What do you want me to do? ”

When I asked Baek Jong-seo, she looked at the smoking cesspool once.

Of course, she is right to contact this contact number, but something is unsettling.

She turned her head and told Baek Jong-seo.

“Can you do it properly? ”

“Yes?”

“All you have to do is say what I told you. ”

In the end, Baek Jong-seo decided to take over the phone.

Baek Jong Seoin called me on a flexible smartphone.

I thought I was on an important mission, but I didn't think I'd make the same mistake as I did with my career as a spy.

Tak!

She put her finger on the back of the glass of his smartphone.

"Ah?"

Baek Jong-seo looked at me curiously, but the phone was connected after the call ended.

Cock, cock!

That's what a late night snack looks like, Shumai. It's sweet and tasty.

“Huh?"

What I heard on the phone was advertising music from the restaurant.

I don't think I've ever heard of a Shumai (Chinese dumpling) chain, but I made it leak.

I looked at the thousand copies of white paper that I thought I made a wrong phone call.

It was then.

I heard a human voice after the advertising music ended.

Yes, this is Oh Chon Shumai.

I was briefly troubled by the voice of a woman like a typical restaurant owner.

‘This is the wrong number. ’

But I changed my mind.

Thinking about it, they too were not able to appear on the surface as well as themselves.

Of course, I couldn't reveal myself as soon as I made the call.

What am I supposed to say? ’

However, there was nothing else I heard from my mother, Jin Oh.

As I was thinking about it, the voice on the phone said.

If you are concerned about selecting the menu, would you like to call again in a little while?

‘Damn. Era, I don't know. ’

There was nothing I could do.

“The White Bell of the Age...”

Before he finished speaking, the phone hung up and the tone changed.

Tick, tick! Piri, Piri, Piri!

Suddenly, you hear a thick man's voice as he disconnects.

Who's there?

Quit smoking nods at the voice on the speaker phone.

It must have been the High Commissioner's voice she knew.

Then White Jong-seo said.

“Are you Deputy Chief Gowang Hyun? ”

...... who are you and how do you know this number?

He seemed suspicious.

I was thinking about what to say, and Lady Chun told him what to say as a tone.

“I am Baek Jong-seo, the current owner of purebred species. I'm calling the number that was written in the essay book of 24, 32, 94, 83, 13, 52, 63, 103, 26, 49 that I left to my mother. ”

...... What is your mother's name?

“You will be late as you come in gold. ”

Your opponent over the phone is silent for a moment.

After about seven seconds of silence, you hear a voice again.

Only your mother has the number for this phone. I hope you'll consider this a situation that we cannot openly disclose.

“I understand.”

We don't have much time. Let's make this brief. Tell me what you found out.

I couldn't talk for a long time.

In my head, Baek Jong-seo organized the words that Lady Chun told me.

“We have a problem. My mother was arrested in the public safety office.

What? I'm sorry.

“Fortunately, I rescued my mother through a chaotic breach at the gate at mid-autumn hour, but I think I'll be hunted down by the Department of Public Affairs once the alert is lifted.

Hurrah......

I was embarrassed by the voice of Ko Wang Hyun, who heard on the phone.

It seemed that the situation was more serious than expected.

After a while, Goo Wang-hyun said.

...... I would like to help you, but I don't know if my mother has heard, but purebreds are currently scheduled to break up with us, or the main institution.

‘Tsk.'

The impression of Baek Jong Seoin was crumpled.

I was acting, but I didn't think the faction would think ahead of trying to rescue a fellow Christian in this situation.

Of course, it also suggested to some extent.

“Deputy Director Go. The situation in our hats is not good. If you help me this time, I will support you as a purebred of today's species. ”

Immediately threw the prey.

A declaration of support for one of their twelve most desired sects.

No matter how much he said he was going to cut the kite, he left a contact book as a stone to get it.

The reaction came right away.

Does your mother agree with you?

“While my mother was in the state of public safety, she was very uncomfortable, but I decided to do what I wanted.

All that was left was to bite the prey or not.

I was waiting to catch my breath, and I heard Ko Wang hyun's voice.

It's a very difficult situation, how can you pretend you don't know the crisis as a fellow Christian? I'll dispatch the Cultists as soon as the gate alarms are lifted.

I changed my attitude clearly.

I shook my head to see if Baek Jong Seoin was disappointed in me.

But I didn't feel it in my voice.

“Thank you!”

If this is your contact number... hmm. Looks like we're out of time. We're still trying to track him down. We'll be in touch.

Cock, cock!

Gowang Hyun hung up urgently.

“Tracking?”

Baek Jong-seo wondered, but she looked sad when she took her finger off her smartphone.

[Failed to track the origin.]

It was a thousand years of chasing after him.

Nano tries to trace the call's origin, but the number keeps diverting and he can't find it.

If I had at least 10 more seconds, I could have dug out the bypass and found out, but I returned to failure because I had noticed if they were all ready or not.

‘Anyway, I made contact with them. ’

We should be able to meet as soon as the gate alarms are over.

She was looking forward to that moment.

Drrrrrrrrr!

It was then.

I heard a vibration somewhere.

The origin of the vibration was a flexible smartphone on the wrist of the superior oil field director.

The number came up on the phone's main screen.

“The Traffic and Situation Control Room. I think they're calling the Director. ”

The hairdresser immediately noticed and told me.

In this regard, it helped that he was the head of the NSA's task force.

“Wake him up.”

“Yep.”

At 1,000 yen's command, Baek Jong-seo unraveled the bloodstain from Director Yoohyun's upper limbs.

Tatata Tak!

His bloodsucking superior pectoralis regained consciousness.

However, my face became dark.

just like the person who realized that what they wanted to be when they woke up was real.

When he noticed, he said,

“Go back to your usual way of doing things. And fix everything that's happened so far. ”

‘Hmph. This guy... he's acting like he's full of shit. ’

Upper part of the workforce decomposed into the commanded attitude.

At least I thought this wouldn't happen if it wasn't for the nanobombs.

Then I suddenly remembered something in my head.

Yeah. Tech's building a nanobomb decommissioner right now. ’

It won't be long now that I have the code with my MS researcher.

Thinking about this, Director Yoo Yoo Yoon's mind became better.

I can't do it right now, so I just pretended to follow it, but if I disarmed the nanobombs, I'd be happy to repay them.

“I understand.”

“And let go of the Moorish business. ”

“I will. ”

"I will contact you if I need anything."

"...... Got it."

Director Yoohyun, who answered with a firm reply, sent up a thousand women first.

White Jong-seo was fortunate to see him ascend the elevator.

“You're tougher than I thought. ”

He said that with a smile on his face.

“I don't know.”

Then someone intervened.

“I think we'd better get out of here once we're done here. ”

He was a hairdresser.

I didn't want the name of my employer to be in the public sector anymore.

I was deeply disappointed and discouraged.

“We don't know how long the gate alarms will last, and we don't know when the special task force will be empty, so we'd better get out of here...”

“Wait. Let's just take care of one thing first. ”

A thousand fortunes cut him off and approached somewhere.

It was in front of the prison where the shutters went down.

Heave-ho! Eww!

As she raises her hand up, the shutter below begins to go up and see the inside of the prison.

“Hmm.”

Kum Oh turned her gaze to the side.

An unidentified figure covered in protective gear, covered in signs of torture and restrained by both arms and ankles.

“Ah…”

Baek Jong-seo nodded.

The thickness of the shutter seemed to help with the sound protection, but just in case, it was better to take care of him.

“I'll do it. ”

Baek Jong-seo, who judged that it was not right for the thousand millennials to touch this matter, approached him.

I didn't have any grudges, but if I overheard any words from here, I couldn't let them live.

Tak!

Baek Jong-seo grabbed his neck.

I was determined to take my breath away from the pain at once.

But as soon as I grabbed him by the neck, an unidentified man with protective gear tried to say something while moaning.

“Town! Town! ”

Something was wrong.

It didn't feel like asking for life or rebelling against it.

I was close to wanting to share something.

‘What's the matter... huh? ’

In my curiosity, Baek Jong-seo's eyes were shaking, looking at the face revealed on the protective gear.

The White Paper takes his hand off his neck and removes the protective gear on his face.

“Ah!”

“What's wrong with you? ”

In a surprised voice, Baek Jong-seo replied.

“This was an employee in a shop that deals in synthetic leather! ”

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