The elevator stopped moving.
But no one cared about it.
Jihoon screamed and crouched down as he squatted close to the corner of the elevator.
And he looked at me with terrified eyes.
A man in short cargo pants, not Se-young.
‘Is Tak Se-young right? Is that Tak Se-young?’
The whole wall on one side of the elevator collided to the point where it collapsed, but Se-young, who got up, was fine.
The man spread his feet diagonally, shoulder-width apart.
It didn’t look special. What was reflected in Jihoon’s eyes was because he looked like a normal Taekwondo fighting stance.
The man’s upper body slowly sank.
Jihoon swallowed his saliva.
The figure of a man with his knees bent enough to fold his legs apart almost at right angles gave the impression of seeing a taut bowstring by pulling the string to the maximum as if it were about to break.
It can be said that the whole body of a man feels high elasticity like a spring.
The confrontation between the man and the giant Se-young, whose head was only a span of a span from the elevator ceiling, showed a stark contrast as if an adult and a three-year-old child faced each other.
Se-young’s hand went behind her shoulder.
Seyoung’s eyes, who had grabbed Hilt and pulled her forward, glanced back.
The hand that drew the knife was clogged.
Both ends of the hilt and the tip of the sword were blocked by the elevator ceiling and wall.
It was because of the narrow elevator space than the length of the fighting sword.
In an instant, the man’s body jumped out like a bullet in Jihoon’s eyes.
‘In addition… ?’
Jihoon’s mouth widened.
This is because Se-young’s body bounced off the elevator wall as if crumpled again.
‘Who are you? That human?’
Even in the eyes of Jihoon, who doesn’t know anything, the man’s behavior was unusual.
The man’s attack, which he saw clearly in front of him, was bloody enough to make him shiver.
It’s not a fist or a kick, it’s literally a six-shot assault.
The man who charged with his whole body crouched in front of his torso, with his elbows and knees gathered in front of him, plus his head like a headbutt, took pictures of the three spirits and pressed them down.
As he bounced off twice in a row, Se-young’s brow furrowed.
‘There’s no turning back.’
I can’t nod
In Jihoon’s eyes, the three young looked perfectly fine.
Is it possible for a human being, like a monster, to be harmed even if it is a bullet and is hit by a bullet? Jihoon was curious about the identity of the man who was attacking him even though he knew it.
The fact that the man’s reckless arrogance, while seemingly foolish, made that Tak Se-young retreat with bare-handed fighting was, on the other hand, astonishing.
It means that Tak Se-Young’s monstrous body can’t stand it whether it does damage or not, and that little guy has the physical ability to push and bounce off.
‘Why don’t you stop attacking?’
At first I thought I missed the timing, but the man stopped attacking again.
If the original attack is successful, isn’t it the norm to pour a series of shots so that the opponent cannot counterattack? Se-young, who wanted to get up, ran like a man.
In an instant, the man’s upper body sank down.
When Se-young immediately broke her arm and hit it with her elbow, the man’s body slid away.
Behind Se-young’s left knee joint, the sound of a battalion sack bursting was heard.
When Se-young, who frowned, turned around, the man had already moved to the side.
The height of the man with his torso lowered almost coincided with Se-young’s knee height.
The man leaned back and turned around Se-young nonstop.
Instead of just spinning, the speed was almost sprinting.
Apart from simply physical strength, it could not be a huge motor nerve.
How much space is left in the middle of the elevator, centering on Se-young, who is stinky? Still, the man spun around Se-young like a top, sometimes in the forward direction, and sometimes in the reverse direction, as if walking through the auditorium, pouring an offensive force.
Twaaaah! pop! Whoo-billion! Chi profit! Tung! Whoa! Jihoon clicked his tongue when he saw that he was attacking with only his elbows and knees, even though he was only aiming for the vital points.
Se-young wasn’t waving her hand in a haphazard manner either.
He faced a man by alternating his fists, elbows, knees and feet, but the man’s movements were really fast.
Boom! Turn it off! Kwajik! bang! Se-young’s deviated fist pierced the stainless steel wall of the elevator like a piece of paper and crushed it.
However, the problem was that those terrifying powers could not even touch the hair of a man.
A heavyweight boxer versus a parkourer looked exactly like this.
‘Come to think of it?’ Jihoon knew that the man wasn’t in the elevator by accident, but he realized another fact later.
It was clear that the selection of the fighting location in the elevator was also in the plan.
A two-handed sword that has limited movement in a narrow space, and can’t even be pulled out properly.
In addition, Se-young’s appearance was like a tiger trapped inside a narrow cage, and her movements were not cool and kept stopping over and over again.
The space constraint was preventing him from exerting his power as well as his speed properly.
Se-young’s fists swept past the man’s cheeks and side.
Jihoon said ‘Oh!’ He looked at the man with scornful eyes.
If you get hit by one shot, you’ll be hooked… .
At that time, the man sprinted through the walls of the elevator with all his might, spun three laps in a row, and flew his body, aiming at Se-young’s top.
Jihoon’s eyes widened.
This is because the man’s elbow attack with all his weight on his body deviated and hit the floor, causing him to sink down like a snout on the flat elevator floor.
“What, what, what, what?”
That’s a power that goes beyond the limits of a normal human.
The man who had a lot of movement because he had applied the most force among the attacks he had ever attempted quickly rolled his body to the side.
Just as the man was about to stand up, Se-young raised her foot and hit the floor.
Kwa-ang! At the same time as the roar, the whole elevator floor fell off.
Jihoon felt his body suddenly turn off and reflexively stretched out his arms and grabbed all the handles.
Se-young and the man fell down the dark passageway where the elevator floor had fallen off.
The figure of the two disappeared in an instant and disappeared from Jihoon’s sight.
A very small echo echoed through Jihoon’s ears from below.
Tata tata tata.
Instantly, in the darkness, a man was caught running up the vertical passage with a movement close to a stunt.
That was then.
Awesome Awesome! Fighting swords flashed from below in the darkness and soared with a bloody pounding sound.
A screaming man clutching his side lost his balance and fell again.
And the fighting sword that rose from the man’s side slowly turned and fell again vertically downwards.
Kook… Kook Kook… Kook Kook…
A heavy vibration echoed continuously from below, as if there had been an earthquake.
‘Isn’t it over?’ Jihoon, who had a surprised expression on his face, immediately shook his head and forcibly moved his shaky legs, because he couldn’t keep hanging.
Jihoon, who had barely managed to open the door forcibly, pushed himself in and spread out on the floor, exhaling a deep breath that reached under his chin.
In just a few minutes of getting out, it seemed as if his stamina had been drained, and he had no energy to move.
Fortunately, the point at which the elevator forcibly stopped was near the lobby, so maybe it wasn’t because he was too tired to even come up on his own.
In an instant, the door leading to the emergency stairway right next to it opened, and Se-young, tanned in black dust, stepped out.
Se-young, who looked at Ji-hoon, who was lying on his back, shrugged.
it sounds like a quick go
Anger came rushing in.
The man who competed with Se-young drained blood with a miserable appearance.
All of his legs were broken, his face was smashed with repeated blows with Se-young by the collar, and his facial bones didn’t even collapse.
Regardless of his will, the man who swung his body could not even open his eyes.
Nevertheless, the man moved his trembling hand to undo the dot button attached to his belt.
Then he pulled out a wine-colored syringe gun and mercilessly placed it on his forearm.
Immediately fumbling into his arms, he shoved two ampoules into his mouth without opening the lids and chewed them as they were.
The dark red blood that had already been evacuated from the mouth of the man chewing with the ampoule was covered with bright red blood again.
‘Oh! Check this out! just!’
Jihoon smiled awkwardly at the three young people even though he had a fever inside.
He told me to get a helicopter, but how did he get it?
“The unit helicopter is out of town…”
When Se-young’s eyebrows hit the waves, Ji-hoon changed his words.
“Isn’t it too far from there? Haha If you go to the nearby Gimpo Airport, there is also a helicopter of a broadcasting station.”
But Se-young didn’t like the expression on her face.
‘Then bastard! What do you say to me? If the helicopter just asks to bring it, do you know that there are just any stands? Oh hey! Young laborers are real!’
At that time, Se-young slowly tilted her head and listened, then looked to the east.
Jihoon followed and looked at him.
The black dot grew little by little, and I could see something approaching from beyond the sky.
Se-young turned and looked down at Ji-hoon.
-Isn’t that guy Tak Se-young and the child he was talking about?
-Right. The lieutenant colonel, and the fact that he came from the broadcasting station.
After the intelligence that Se-young had left the Blue House, the special forces units pursued Se-young, but due to her superhuman abilities, it was impossible to know when she would miss a move.
For this reason, Subangsa mobilized helicopters and ordered to report in detail where Tak Se-young was going and what she was doing.
Of course, there was a report a few days ago that the combat helicopter mobilized by Jijaksa was shot down by Seyoung, so I repeatedly asked for attention to watch from a high enough altitude.
The pilots who came to the vicinity of the broadcasting station by piloting the helicopter immediately recognized the identity of Ji-hoon waving on the ground.
– That child! that! Why are you waving your hand?
-Do not worry about it. There will be gossip. It hurts that Tak Se-young can’t be seen
– What are you holding and shaking?
-Don’t lower your altitude. I’ll check it out.
The man who gave attention in the co-pilot seat turned towards Han Ji-hoon on the ground with a pair of glasses.
Blurred focus becomes clearer.
The figure of Jihoon waving his hand became clearer.
And I could immediately check the letters on the paper in my hand.
[Helicopter landing wind]
The moment he checked the letters, the man was shocked.
“Crazy bastard! Wind? Hey, Jun-wi Kim. Do you know what that bastard is holding? Helicopter landing wind. Who do you know that bastard is Hoguro?”
Jihoon in the binoculars lay on the floor and scribbled something on the paper again.
“No, is that bastard crazy? What the fuck are you doing on the street?”
Jihoon picked up the paper again.
While swearing, the man brought his binoculars back to the paper.
[If you don’t land, the pilot next to you dies]
“Ha? Is that real? Hey, he’s just…”
Unbelievable at all, the man took his eyes off the binoculars and turned his head.
In an instant, the man with a stunned look on his face turned away in anger and put his back on the doorknob.
Kim Jun-wi, holding the control stick, rolled his eyes with a pale face.
Below Kim Jun-wi’s chin, an ignorantly large, brutally sharp knife was pointed at his neck.
The major’s face turned whiter as he shifted his gaze to the rear along the blade.
It was because there was no hand holding the hilt.
The sword was floating in the air alone.
It also floats up and down like a wave.
Although it is unlikely that Se-young’s brief words could be heard by the loud rotor noise, both of them in the cockpit and co-pilot got off the helicopter in a hurry as if they were moving.
When Se-young looked at him with a silent, begging gaze, Ji-hoon got into the cockpit with a face that looked like he was about to cry.
Se-young, who sat in the seat next to him, said.
“From the nearest bridge.”
‘Leg? Why the legs?’
Jihoon tilted his head while smoking a gas.
‘Anyway, why not go as far as the troops are!’
That was the most important thing for Jihoon. Unless it’s raining bullets and missiles, you can’t go anywhere.
‘If it’s the closest bridge, it’s the Mapo Bridge right in front of you.’