Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 78 English

Moscow.
In just one hour after a single 9-second video collected in South Korea was obtained by the Russian General Intelligence Unit (GRU), key figures from the Federal Security Service (FSB) and the Foreign Intelligence Service (SVR) under the name of the Minister of Defense were called one after another. has caused a stir.
It is not surprising, as they are key figures in an organization that is unmatched in the information field.

There was no one who could not have guessed that it was about Tak Se-young, who has recently emerged as the top priority in Korea’s intelligence departments in each country, where there was no particular issue.
However, everyone who watched the 9-second video without saying a simple greeting could not open their mouths with serious expressions.

The video played on the screen was replayed as many times as their long silence.
In the video shot from a high location in the city center, the viewpoint fluctuated several times, then fixed the spot where the roar and dust clouds soared.

And the shape of a person soaring into the air like a bullet.
Even though it’s a video, it’s 20m high in the sky, so it’s a scene that a human cannot see or try.
Tak Se-young.

Everyone who watched the video thought so.
But then, when another figure jumped through the forest of buildings, my Laura, the intelligence officers, were so surprised that their eyes popped out.
The moment the two figures collided, the video ended there.

After a few replays, when I zoomed in on the screen where it stopped at the end, moans came from all over the place.
As expected, both forms were human.
Although it was enlarged considerably, the picture quality was not bad.

The picture quality is good enough to check the gender distinction and the clothes worn, even if it is not a feature.
A clear difference in body size.
Their gazes stared intently at the relatively small man with a sword, not as if he had promised.

Those who instinctively checked the color of their hair, seeing black, poured out a deep sigh of regret in surprise.
After the emergency meeting, Mak Shim left the government building and immediately returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After shaking hands with a white man they met in the lobby of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the two laughed and talked as if they had met an old friend.

“Five sheets.”
“Maksim, why are you doing this? In a situation where everyone knows? Where can you find a net worth that much?”
“Information related to ‘tak’ in Korea.”
“Nothing. We have enough information about him.”
“If you don’t like it, stop.”

The white man’s forehead moved to the center as he looked at Maxim’s gleaming golden teeth.
The only thing he knew was a great man who knew nothing but money.
There was always something about him when he showed a decisive attitude, who made all sorts of pushes to get even more pennies.

‘Besides, have you been to the Intelligence Bureau? If all the intelligence bureaucrats had gathered in one place, there would have been something… .’
It’s because I didn’t even think that Tak Se-young of Korea was involved.
Tak Se-young’s existence is a hot issue all over the world, but on the other hand, whether there is any information that can be obtained by spending that much money is another matter.
However, the situation in which people from the Russian intelligence agency had an emergency meeting was puzzling.

“Okay. Hand it over.”
At the words of the white man, Maxim pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket and handed it to him.
Courageously, Maxim was doing what constituted treason at the Russian Foreign Ministry, and the white man was openly collecting information.

And the white man, officially a member of the CIA in the United States, changed his mind after checking the information handed over.
And the video in question was soon sold back to the United States, followed by the United Kingdom, France, China, and Japan, which are competing fiercely in the information field.
In the process, the white man made a profit more than ten times that of Maxim’s profit, and even risked turning his back on his homeland to dive down that road.

And each country that obtained the 9-second video in question fell into a panic and could not get out of the shock.
“After all, it’s Gunbari, doesn’t it suit your taste? It doesn’t look like you’re getting tired of it.”
When Jihoon, who was filling his meals with battle food, heard those words, his forehead was cracked.

It’s true that you’re a soldier, but no matter how hard it is, how can you not get tired of filling your stomach with combat food at every meal on the 5th day? ‘Bumblebee! This is the only thing I can eat!’
I’m hungry, so I have no choice but to eat.
‘Hold on! Are you avoiding it because you are afraid? Avoid it because it’s dirty.’

While swearing inwardly, he omits even words that refer to men out of fear.
Jihoon watched the moment he escaped from the terrible white phosphorus bombardment from beginning to end with a sane mind.
So I couldn’t treat the man in the orange vest sitting on the swivel chair with that arrogant attitude.

This is because that immature man, who was buried in a swivel chair and twirled around like a joke, saved himself and Se-young.
Jihoon still can’t forget that moment.
It was only later that I found out that it was Tak Se-young who stopped the helicopter from crashing when it overturned to the ground.

I couldn’t help but be surprised to learn that the terrifying and violent maniac killer, Tak Se-young, caught the crashing helicopter to save him.
However, for a moment, I was terrified at the sight of Tak Se-young, who was on fire all over her body.
The appearance of Tak Se-young, whose clothes could not be burned, melted and adhered to the body, turned black or burned red, and even had burnt hair, was terrifying.

It was like seeing a soul that was drowning in hell and suffering.
Seeing that great Tak Se-young kneeling on her knees and making a painful expression, I couldn’t help but feel more shocked.
It was said that he came to me with fear of how terrifying and terrible the white phosphorus bullet was.

Then, like a goblin, the man in question suddenly fell from the sky.
The man looked at Tak Se-young and himself alternately, and then suddenly looked at only himself.
The man’s gaze from outside the canopy was as if he were looking at a monkey in a zoo.

Then, suddenly, he hit the floor with his fist.
Thinking about that time, Jihoon still glanced at the man with the wonder he felt at that time.
When it hit the regime like a punching bag, the hard asphalt cracked like baguette bread and collapsed like a shredder.

When he hit it with his fist two more times, like a lie, a black hole was drilled in the floor, and a large sinkhole was created.
With his mouth wide open, the man pulled the helicopter into the hole.
One-handed too.
It was then that Jihoon realized it too late.
Men are also monsters of the same class as Tak Se-young.

He put the helicopter canopy in the hole and told him to go down the hole.
Jihoon looked at the black darkness below and shook his head, startled.
It was because when the man brought it, he tapped a white phosphorus grenade that smoked from his hand against the canopy glass.
He immediately opened the helicopter door through the hole and jumped off.

Jihoon had to be very careful about the exposure of white phosphorus bullets, so even after falling underground, he ran through an unknown underground passage to get as far away from the hole as possible.
Then, when I couldn’t even guess how much time had passed, a man appeared with Se-young, who had become a full blown tooth, on her back.
After spitting out a single word to follow, the man walked down the dark underground passage carrying Se-young.

While he got up and followed the man, Jihoon was getting dizzy from the stench stinging his nose.
Se-young’s body was a remnant of white phosphorus bullets.
The stench just emanating from it was enough to bring out what was inside four or five times.

It was not a specific part, but the whole body was engulfed in white phosphorus and set on fire.
And the moment he realized that, Jihoon was later left with chills.
When the man first appeared, the surroundings were full of white phosphorus smoke and flames.

Still, the man was fine from all those terrible things.
It was conceptually impossible.
Even Tak Se-young, an icon of the impossible, has not become a wreck with white phosphorus.
From that point on, Ji-hoon approached the man in a creepy and terrifying way.
It was because I felt something eerie and uncomfortable, something different from Tak Se-young.

There was another strange thing.
It was because I thought I was going to come out to the ground by walking through the underground passage, but that wasn’t the case.
The place where the man carrying Se-young arrived was the platform.
right. The station platform where the subway stops.

However, there is a platform, but there is no station name.
What was even more surprising was that there was no railroad under the platform.
Jihoon swears, he had never heard of such a facility.
I was once immersed in conspiracy theories in my surplus days when I wasn’t skinny and bloodless, but I’ve never heard of such a nonsensical story.

The unidentified platform, whose purpose is unknown whether it was made only during construction or for other purposes, was soft as if the dust accumulated on the floor was stepping on a carpet whenever the foot stepped on it.
I had no idea how old the facility was.

When he went down one more time through the stairs like an emergency exit from the place where only the pattern was a platform, Jihoon was able to confirm the identity of this place belatedly.
bunker.
This is because the old military colors and the Ministry of National Defense mark, which were painted from the hallway, clearly indicated that it was a military facility.
I don’t know what purpose it was made for, but it was definitely a fact.

Jihoon couldn’t help but be amazed at the size of the four conference rooms, including group lodgings, showers, and a restaurant.
Without realizing it, a voice came from the man asking where he was.
A man who misunderstood Jihoon’s question, chin on the ceiling, answered the classmate.
‘Perhaps between Euljiro and Jonggak? It wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear, but Jihoon’s mouth widened at the man’s answer.

Was there such a large facility underground in the middle of that complicated and noisy city? The man said there are several more like this.
This country has a lot of secrets, so we hid it from each other and exchanged guns and purges a few times, and now he said that he was the only human who knew this.
Jihoon was shocked to hear that there were several more of these in the basement of Seoul than others.

Since I am a soldier by profession, I got goosebumps at the thought of what would happen if an impure group hid in such a hideous facility and caused terrorism or civil war.
Isn’t that in the middle of the capital?
I was about to go crazy wondering what the man’s true identity was.

“Now is the time to come to your senses.”
The man yawned and stretched himself out of the swivel chair.
At the same time, Jihoon woke up from his thoughts at the sound and stood up.

“It will be organized under the direct control of the president. There are still many issues to be dealt with, so there will be some delays, but it will be dealt with as quickly as possible.”
“We will do our best to live up to expectations.”

Min Hyung-taek saw the gray-haired Yang Yeon-jong, and the judgement was complicated.
When I first saw the <Maruch Project> brought by Yang Yeon-jong, I was surprised and excited, but as time passed, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of incongruity.
It was because I could not shake the unpleasant feeling that it was a project that had been secretly succeeded under the support of intelligence agencies regardless of the number of regime changes.

The fact that the president, who had almost the same kind of corruption with regard to silver screen crafts and secret projects, ordered all-out support for Yang Yeon-jong, who was in front of him, also heightened anxiety.
In the past few days, President Jang Yong-hoo has changed his course so much that he wondered if it was someone Min Hyung-taek knew.

This is because, in every instruction, there were many things that were contrary to the things he knew about Jang Yong-hoo.
Everything he gave was coercive, arbitrary, and radical.
As soon as he entered the Blue House, he said, “What should I do to declare martial law?”

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Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 78 English

Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 78 English

Moscow. In just one hour after a single 9-second video collected in South Korea was obtained by the Russian General Intelligence Unit (GRU), key figures from the Federal Security Service (FSB) and the Foreign Intelligence Service (SVR) under the name of the Minister of Defense were called one after another. has caused a stir. It is not surprising, as they are key figures in an organization that is unmatched in the information field. There was no one who could not have guessed that it was about Tak Se-young, who has recently emerged as the top priority in Korea's intelligence departments in each country, where there was no particular issue. However, everyone who watched the 9-second video without saying a simple greeting could not open their mouths with serious expressions. The video played on the screen was replayed as many times as their long silence. In the video shot from a high location in the city center, the viewpoint fluctuated several times, then fixed the spot where the roar and dust clouds soared. And the shape of a person soaring into the air like a bullet. Even though it's a video, it's 20m high in the sky, so it's a scene that a human cannot see or try. Tak Se-young. Everyone who watched the video thought so. But then, when another figure jumped through the forest of buildings, my Laura, the intelligence officers, were so surprised that their eyes popped out. The moment the two figures collided, the video ended there. After a few replays, when I zoomed in on the screen where it stopped at the end, moans came from all over the place. As expected, both forms were human. Although it was enlarged considerably, the picture quality was not bad. The picture quality is good enough to check the gender distinction and the clothes worn, even if it is not a feature. A clear difference in body size. Their gazes stared intently at the relatively small man with a sword, not as if he had promised. Those who instinctively checked the color of their hair, seeing black, poured out a deep sigh of regret in surprise. After the emergency meeting, Mak Shim left the government building and immediately returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After shaking hands with a white man they met in the lobby of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the two laughed and talked as if they had met an old friend. "Five sheets." "Maksim, why are you doing this? In a situation where everyone knows? Where can you find a net worth that much?" "Information related to 'tak' in Korea." "Nothing. We have enough information about him." "If you don't like it, stop." The white man's forehead moved to the center as he looked at Maxim's gleaming golden teeth. The only thing he knew was a great man who knew nothing but money. There was always something about him when he showed a decisive attitude, who made all sorts of pushes to get even more pennies. 'Besides, have you been to the Intelligence Bureau? If all the intelligence bureaucrats had gathered in one place, there would have been something... .' It's because I didn't even think that Tak Se-young of Korea was involved. Tak Se-young's existence is a hot issue all over the world, but on the other hand, whether there is any information that can be obtained by spending that much money is another matter. However, the situation in which people from the Russian intelligence agency had an emergency meeting was puzzling. "Okay. Hand it over." At the words of the white man, Maxim pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket and handed it to him. Courageously, Maxim was doing what constituted treason at the Russian Foreign Ministry, and the white man was openly collecting information. And the white man, officially a member of the CIA in the United States, changed his mind after checking the information handed over. And the video in question was soon sold back to the United States, followed by the United Kingdom, France, China, and Japan, which are competing fiercely in the information field. In the process, the white man made a profit more than ten times that of Maxim's profit, and even risked turning his back on his homeland to dive down that road. And each country that obtained the 9-second video in question fell into a panic and could not get out of the shock. "After all, it's Gunbari, doesn't it suit your taste? It doesn't look like you're getting tired of it." When Jihoon, who was filling his meals with battle food, heard those words, his forehead was cracked. It's true that you're a soldier, but no matter how hard it is, how can you not get tired of filling your stomach with combat food at every meal on the 5th day? 'Bumblebee! This is the only thing I can eat!' I'm hungry, so I have no choice but to eat. 'Hold on! Are you avoiding it because you are afraid? Avoid it because it's dirty.' While swearing inwardly, he omits even words that refer to men out of fear. Jihoon watched the moment he escaped from the terrible white phosphorus bombardment from beginning to end with a sane mind. So I couldn't treat the man in the orange vest sitting on the swivel chair with that arrogant attitude. This is because that immature man, who was buried in a swivel chair and twirled around like a joke, saved himself and Se-young. Jihoon still can't forget that moment. It was only later that I found out that it was Tak Se-young who stopped the helicopter from crashing when it overturned to the ground. I couldn't help but be surprised to learn that the terrifying and violent maniac killer, Tak Se-young, caught the crashing helicopter to save him. However, for a moment, I was terrified at the sight of Tak Se-young, who was on fire all over her body. The appearance of Tak Se-young, whose clothes could not be burned, melted and adhered to the body, turned black or burned red, and even had burnt hair, was terrifying. It was like seeing a soul that was drowning in hell and suffering. Seeing that great Tak Se-young kneeling on her knees and making a painful expression, I couldn't help but feel more shocked. It was said that he came to me with fear of how terrifying and terrible the white phosphorus bullet was. Then, like a goblin, the man in question suddenly fell from the sky. The man looked at Tak Se-young and himself alternately, and then suddenly looked at only himself. The man's gaze from outside the canopy was as if he were looking at a monkey in a zoo. Then, suddenly, he hit the floor with his fist. Thinking about that time, Jihoon still glanced at the man with the wonder he felt at that time. When it hit the regime like a punching bag, the hard asphalt cracked like baguette bread and collapsed like a shredder. When he hit it with his fist two more times, like a lie, a black hole was drilled in the floor, and a large sinkhole was created. With his mouth wide open, the man pulled the helicopter into the hole. One-handed too. It was then that Jihoon realized it too late. Men are also monsters of the same class as Tak Se-young. He put the helicopter canopy in the hole and told him to go down the hole. Jihoon looked at the black darkness below and shook his head, startled. It was because when the man brought it, he tapped a white phosphorus grenade that smoked from his hand against the canopy glass. He immediately opened the helicopter door through the hole and jumped off. Jihoon had to be very careful about the exposure of white phosphorus bullets, so even after falling underground, he ran through an unknown underground passage to get as far away from the hole as possible. Then, when I couldn't even guess how much time had passed, a man appeared with Se-young, who had become a full blown tooth, on her back. After spitting out a single word to follow, the man walked down the dark underground passage carrying Se-young. While he got up and followed the man, Jihoon was getting dizzy from the stench stinging his nose. Se-young's body was a remnant of white phosphorus bullets. The stench just emanating from it was enough to bring out what was inside four or five times. It was not a specific part, but the whole body was engulfed in white phosphorus and set on fire. And the moment he realized that, Jihoon was later left with chills. When the man first appeared, the surroundings were full of white phosphorus smoke and flames. Still, the man was fine from all those terrible things. It was conceptually impossible. Even Tak Se-young, an icon of the impossible, has not become a wreck with white phosphorus. From that point on, Ji-hoon approached the man in a creepy and terrifying way. It was because I felt something eerie and uncomfortable, something different from Tak Se-young. There was another strange thing. It was because I thought I was going to come out to the ground by walking through the underground passage, but that wasn't the case. The place where the man carrying Se-young arrived was the platform. right. The station platform where the subway stops. However, there is a platform, but there is no station name. What was even more surprising was that there was no railroad under the platform. Jihoon swears, he had never heard of such a facility. I was once immersed in conspiracy theories in my surplus days when I wasn't skinny and bloodless, but I've never heard of such a nonsensical story. The unidentified platform, whose purpose is unknown whether it was made only during construction or for other purposes, was soft as if the dust accumulated on the floor was stepping on a carpet whenever the foot stepped on it. I had no idea how old the facility was. When he went down one more time through the stairs like an emergency exit from the place where only the pattern was a platform, Jihoon was able to confirm the identity of this place belatedly. bunker. This is because the old military colors and the Ministry of National Defense mark, which were painted from the hallway, clearly indicated that it was a military facility. I don't know what purpose it was made for, but it was definitely a fact. Jihoon couldn't help but be amazed at the size of the four conference rooms, including group lodgings, showers, and a restaurant. Without realizing it, a voice came from the man asking where he was. A man who misunderstood Jihoon's question, chin on the ceiling, answered the classmate. 'Perhaps between Euljiro and Jonggak? It wasn't the answer he wanted to hear, but Jihoon's mouth widened at the man's answer. Was there such a large facility underground in the middle of that complicated and noisy city? The man said there are several more like this. This country has a lot of secrets, so we hid it from each other and exchanged guns and purges a few times, and now he said that he was the only human who knew this. Jihoon was shocked to hear that there were several more of these in the basement of Seoul than others. Since I am a soldier by profession, I got goosebumps at the thought of what would happen if an impure group hid in such a hideous facility and caused terrorism or civil war. Isn't that in the middle of the capital? I was about to go crazy wondering what the man's true identity was. "Now is the time to come to your senses." The man yawned and stretched himself out of the swivel chair. At the same time, Jihoon woke up from his thoughts at the sound and stood up. "It will be organized under the direct control of the president. There are still many issues to be dealt with, so there will be some delays, but it will be dealt with as quickly as possible." "We will do our best to live up to expectations." Min Hyung-taek saw the gray-haired Yang Yeon-jong, and the judgement was complicated. When I first saw the <Maruch Project> brought by Yang Yeon-jong, I was surprised and excited, but as time passed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of incongruity. It was because I could not shake the unpleasant feeling that it was a project that had been secretly succeeded under the support of intelligence agencies regardless of the number of regime changes. The fact that the president, who had almost the same kind of corruption with regard to silver screen crafts and secret projects, ordered all-out support for Yang Yeon-jong, who was in front of him, also heightened anxiety. In the past few days, President Jang Yong-hoo has changed his course so much that he wondered if it was someone Min Hyung-taek knew. This is because, in every instruction, there were many things that were contrary to the things he knew about Jang Yong-hoo. Everything he gave was coercive, arbitrary, and radical. As soon as he entered the Blue House, he said, “What should I do to declare martial law?”

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