Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 25 English

Chapter 25. "I'm going to America." -really? Really? The aunt's voice on the phone seemed unbelievable, but it revealed an indescribable joy. "Yes." Seyoung smiled bitterly as she confirmed her answer once again. -Then the aunt will talk to the uncle and then make an appointment. "No, not right now." -then? “I want to travel for about a year.” -Travel? "Yes. I'm still young and it's dangerous to go abroad. I'm just going to visit Korea. -Seyoung-ah, no matter how domestically, And I have to go to school quickly, but another year... It was the expected reaction. Se-young presented the prepared answer. "I haven't been out for a long time, so I want to get some fresh air. And I think I can calm my mind a little." I'm hurt, and now I'm trying to get over it. It is a word that has both meanings. It exposes the wounds and makes them sad, and on the contrary, gives hope to overcome them. Se-young's words, the only protector and only blood, made her powerless. "I'm going to lose touch with you in order to travel comfortably. The house will be almost empty." -okay. Still, I try to call my aunt so I don't have to worry about it. “Yes, Aunt.” After finishing the call, Se-young looked around the house. The promise of going to America and the promise of traveling for a year were false, but one thing was true. He said he would be away from home for a while. The house was vacant, but nothing was done. The house was still dark and the luggage boxes were cluttered and piled up. However, for later, only the precious few who left traces of their parents were delivered by courier in one box. I changed my clothes and packed my things in a backpack. But Se-young dragged the desk chair into the middle of the living room. And he put the knife he was holding in his hand lightly on the floor. The thick blade of the two-handed sword went straight in without any resistance as if it were cutting some kind of jelly pudding. Se-young sat down on a chair with the knife in front of her. Ready to go out. I just wanted them to know. wanted them to know that you are going So wait. I'm thinking of making a declaration of war. - Hey, Kim Chang-soo! “Oh, Junhyuk.” Chang-soo's voice as he answered the phone was awkward. -What? you? It's been two days and nothing has been said? Are you kidding me? “It’s not that, Junhyuk, I’m also trying to contact you…” - What is this? uh? You look like Lee Soo-hyeon is showing off that bastard again, don't you? you bastard! Can't you do what you're supposed to do? When I was in middle school, I was good at that. hey! Chang-soo's expression softened at Jun-hyuk's words. “Hey, Junhyuk.” - Okay! Cut it off baby! Don't call me for a while! okay? drop-. Looking at the phone that had been unilaterally cut off, Chang-soo made an absurd expression on his face. "Is this bastard? Is he talking on the phone?" The window was too hot to go crazy. Because there was no contact about what I asked for. I've been holding the phone all night, almost awake since last night, but I haven't received a single call. Even when I called Mira Credit Information, he repeated the parrot-like words that he was on a business trip. And out of many uncles, I chose Choi Jong-chan, the type who listens well and keeps secrets well. However, it was impossible to come here and talk to the other uncles. This is because even my father, who listened to everything he said, was so open that he could not open his mouth about the incident and Tak Se-young. It was death on that day when it became known that he had plotted it. Then, the phone rang again. <Lee Soo-ho> After checking the sender on the LCD screen, Changsoo put on an annoyed expression on his face. "Why?" Chang-soo answered the phone and spit out nervously. - Suhyeon has been around for a while. "uh?" Chang-soo's expression of anger was erased from his bright face. "Yeah, I'll go. Where should I go?" -And that you have something to bring. "Are you going to bring it?" -Huh. He said you would have it. What? "Are you sure?" "Yeah. Of course not." "Seyoung Villa? You live in a rooftop room?" "Huh." "No pictures." 'These bastards are saying the same thing as if it's quite natural.' Changsu looked at Suhyeon's expressionless face and cursed inside. This is because the reactions to the photos were the same as if they were woven together by Kim Jun-hyuk and Lee Soo-hyun. Boasting a considerable size for an officetel, this was their own hideout that Soo-hyeon set up herself when she was in middle school. However, it was also a fact that everyone knew that the money came not from Lee Soo-hyun, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, but from her cousin Lee Su-ho's father, who was standing next to him like a butler. Although Suhyeon and Suho were cousins ​​of the same age, there was a greater gap between Suhyeon, a direct line of the Shinjin group, and Suho, who was not a direct line of the seven other friends. So, from a very young age, Suho was nothing but Suhyeon's secretary. click. click. Suhyeon took a picture of the home address of Seyoung Villa and some documents with her phone camera. Su-hyeon, who was sitting on the armrest of Su-hyeon's left sofa, was puzzled when she saw it. "What is that phone? Why are you taking pictures again?" "I got it from Ryohei. I have to give it to them." "Isn't that Oba? And we don't see each other in person?" Suhyun shook her head. "You shouldn't leave any traces. I was so naive back then. It's easy." "You're a pro. Don't you know Korean people too?" "Because I don't know. I can't go through the hellish and miserable days of two years again." Changsoo couldn't understand the conversation the two were having, so he tilted his head unsuitably for his size. I glanced at Suho, who was standing next to him. Suho shook his head slightly, seemingly invisible. "Junhyuk said he'd play with it first, what do you mean?" Chang-soo's heart was pounding at Lee Soo-hyun's characteristic dry tone. "Is that right? Well? I don't know?" "Are you sure?" Suhyun's eyes narrowed. "Then. Why would I lie to you?" Chang-soo grabbed and looked at what happened to the back. Fortunately, Soo-hyun didn't ask any more questions and was fiddling with the phone. Sujeong looked at the LCD screen and said. "Is there no problem?" "Being a Yakuza, things must be different. Besides, Ryohei took care of it." Unlike Su-jeong, who nodded, Chang-soo, who heard Su-hyeon, was startled by the word Yakuza. A text message came straight to Suhyun's phone. "what?" "Meet you at the promised place in an hour." "So fast?" Now I have the address, and it's late in the morning, it's bright daylight. It was hard to believe Sujeong's common sense that a person could be kidnapped and brought back so quickly in an hour. But Soohyun laughed. It was probably because the Shinjin group’s family lineage was more familiar than the naive Sujeong Ine’s family. There is an office building under construction that one of Shinjin Group's affiliates is due to move in a few weeks. Soo-hyeon told Ryohei's assigned yakuza staff to catch Se-young and bring her there. Soohyun stood up. “Let’s go quickly. If the car is pushed, it will be difficult to get there within an hour.”   < p style="text-align: center;" >< strong >< a href="https://daotranslate.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-24-english/" ><<< Prev< /a > | < a href="https://daotranslate.com/rooftop-sword-master/" >Chapter Index < /a >< /strong >< strong >|< /strong > < a href="https://daotranslate.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-26-english/" >< strong >Next >>>< /strong >< /a >< /p >