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Chapter 95.
bang-!
A single gunshot echoed through the Blue House.
As if time had stopped, everyone in the Blue House stopped what they were doing and looked frozen.
shot?
At the Blue House?
bang-! bang-! bang!
The people’s faces turned pale from the continuous gunshots.
The security guards outside the Blue House ran in surprise, and the bodyguards pulled out their guns and ran across the red carpet.

All situational response manuals were ignored and ran away.
It was because the place where the gunshots were heard was where the president was staying.

The blood-soaked face of Lee Jo-yang, who was staring at him relentlessly even though he knew that death could not be avoided, was distorted.
Kim Jun-goo and Nam Nam-jeong, who had their heads upright in front of a monster that even the military could not do anything about, got tired of the blue faces of their faces.

It is because I did not expect that Tak Se-young would attract other family members as well.
Even if you run away from Tak Se-young and hide, you are coming on your own feet in a country that is not enough..

“This demon… ”
Kim Jun-goo was terrified of Se-yeong’s cunning, who used them to drive the family to the airport.

Nam Gi-jeong sat down with a gloomy look in her eyes.
Se-young especially liked Jo-yang Lee’s distorted expression at last.

At that time, an Asian man from USFK listened to the radio through earphones, and his expression hardened.
“Tack, this is news from our military’s wiretapping team. They just heard gunshots from the Blue House.”

Ji-hoon felt Se-young’s big body momentarily shrink.
“…Isn’t it better to go? Ta ck?”

Jihoon and Lee Joyang also looked at Seyoung.
“Baek Si-yeon is also in the Blue House.

I’m worried. I want to help Tack, but the Blue House is the residence of the president of Korea, so we don’t know the details of the situation.”
Everyone knows that Baek Si-yeon is important to Se-young.

Especially three years ago. The Lee Jo-yang and the party, who knew the background of the assault case involving their children, were as if they were covered in cold water by the words of an Asian man.
If Tak Se-young ran to the Blue House right away because she was worried about Baek Si-yeon’s life, she could have bought time.

‘I’m not afraid to die.’
‘Somehow I have to keep the kids out of here.’
‘Please, please, go to the Blue House! Tak Se-young!’

The three of them looked at Se-young with a firm expression while holding back what they wanted to shout.
“Don’t worry. Tack. I will take responsibility for them and bring them into custody. I will take measures so that no one in Korea can touch them.”

In fact, from the perspective of the US military, it was enough to tell Tak Se-young about the mysterious gunshot that took place at the Blue House or not to stop.
Because it is only a favor to do his best for Tak Se-young, who is right in front of him.

But the Asian man did not want to witness what was to come, personally, not in the United States.
It was because he was clearly and clearly aware of what Se-young was trying to do.

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No matter how much Tak Se-young was trying to get the United States involved, he didn’t want to see such a terrible thing that would happen in the future, nor did he want to intervene.
Jihoon glanced at him and gave a little help.

“There is no one who doesn’t know about the relationship between Ms. Baek Si-yeon and Se-young.
Jihoon was not in a position to argue with the current situation.

I had no intention of judging whether Se-young killed Lee Jo-yang and the crew, whether it was right or wrong.
Because Jihoon knew they were terribly bad people.

Because of them and their children, the whole house was destroyed and the parents even killed themselves, so honestly, I thought it would be cheap to die.
The reason people who have suffered injustice can’t do this is because they have no power in the end, and they can’t win the world.

Moreover, the white phosphorus bomb incident clearly showed how vicious their nature was.
However, after spending a few days with Se-young, Ji-hoon wanted to persuade him with a bit of human compassion.

It is because I really hoped that even unforgivable humans would not commit such a cruel act of killing them in front of their families, as Tak Se-young said.
“Helicopter…”

Each one of them opened their eyes with a different meaning at each blurry word.
“My, I’ll get it! It’ll be in the airport hangar!”

Jihoon almost shouted and replied back.
“I’ll help. I’ll tell the airport side.”

Asian men also helped each other out, saying that they would get tired of this.
Seyoung nodded her head.

“Let me go right away.”
“Of course.”

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“Don’t worry…”
“After killing them all, you can go straight away.”

At Se-young’s next words, everyone’s movements stopped.
Jihoon looked at him with dismayed eyes.

The Asian man shook his head.
Jo-yang Lee and Jun-goo Kim and Nam-jeong Nam, with excited eyes.

…. I looked at Se-young.
Yoo Jeong-san looked at the blood-stained guest room with a frown on his face.

fallen president. And the gun castle in succession.
“Kak? Kakak? Kak huh?”

Siyeon spewed dark red blood out of her mouth and convulsed, holding onto the airway blocked by the backflowing blood.
Yu Jeong-san’s mind was focused on one place when he faced the president face-to-face, who is the head of the traitorous regime of the nation full of lies and deceit.

He didn’t even know that Siyeon, who was right next to him, had pulled out his gun.
He didn’t even know what was going on until the moment the tragedy happened.

‘stop!’ ‘It’s an assassination!’ ‘Avoid!’
When the shouts ”

The first thing Yoo Jeong-san encountered was bright red blood that covered his sight.
And Jang Yong-hoo fell forward with his eyes open.

With a hole in the middle of the forehead.
Siyeon grabbed the neck of Yonghu Jang, who was falling in front of him, and while covering the front, turned the direction of the muzzle and fired four more shots in a row.

Yang Yeon-jong and his wife pulled out their guns at the same time, but Si-yeon was unable to respond by covering the front with Jang Yong-hoo’s body.
In the meantime, the head of the bodyguard and bodyguards rushing to grab their guns, they were sequentially pierced in the middle of the head and sprayed with blood.

When the fifth bullet pulled the trigger towards Yang Yeon-jong, the deputy director of Chungjeongsa, Yang Jang-yeol flew through his body like a lightning bolt and pushed his father’s body, but instead of the head, he was pierced in the middle of his chest, and in the end he could not avoid death.
Yang Jang-yeol, who lost his father in an unintentional shooting without hearing a single will, lost his mind.

When Siyeon was about to point her gun at Yang Jang-yeol, who was running, Yoo Jeong-san, who finally came to her senses, grabbed Siyeon’s shoulder.
“Hey, what are you doing? Siyeon-ah! Stop it!”

With the barrel that was holding Yu Jeong-san’s shoulders, the muzzle aimed at both arms shook, and the bullet went through one side of his chest, not his head.
Siyeon shakes off Yoo Jeong-san’s hand and fires again, but her posture shakes and blood spills from Yang’s side.

Despite being shot twice, Yang Zhang Yeol did not stop for a moment as he ran.

There was not even a twitching or writhing in shock.
It was like a machine that felt no pain.

Yang Jang-yeol, who came up to his nose, pulled Jang Yong-hu’s body and threw it on the floor, then grabbed Si-yeon’s neck and lifted him up.
Siyeon, who was suffocating at once, struggled with pain in her delicate body.

In the midst of this, Siyeon held the gun in her hand and held it to Yang Jang-yeol’s forehead.
Still, Yang Jang-yeol did not budge and stared at the demonstration with cold eyes.

Siyeon pulled the trigger.
But there were no gunshots.

The pistol with the slide pushed back was an indication that the magazine was empty.
clunky. goofy.

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Somehow, Yang Jang-yeol grabbed Si-yeon’s side and ribs with the opposite hand and twisted it, causing a terrible burst of bone to break.

Siyeon’s pure white face turned whiter, and her eyes lost focus in pain.

Yang Jang-yeol did not allow Si-yeon to scream to relieve the pain.
Yang Zhangyeol put his finger into his mouth and gave strength to the hand holding his neck.

puddle.
The moment Siyeon was strangled and rushed into a situation on the verge of death, gunshots rang out again.

And Yang Jang-yeol turned his head towards the mountain where he shot the gun, covering his blood-stained neck with his hand.
Yoo Jeong-san picked up the gun of a bodyguard who had fallen on the floor and shot him.

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Siyeon was released from Yang’s grasp, but fell to the floor and barely breathed.
Yang Jang-yeol, who had been staring at Yujeongsan Mountain, soon disappeared with blood on his face and lay on the floor.

He stared at Mt. Yujeong until the end, and his breath was wonderful.
The door to the guest room shattered open and security guards rushed in.

“Stay still!”
“Drop the gun!”

While the bodyguards aimed their guns at Yujeong Mountain, their complexion turned white at the situation in the guest room, which had already become a sea of ​​blood.
Instinctively, they found the president, and soon after they fell face down, they checked whether they were alive or dead, and their faces turned black.

Because he was already dead.
At that time, perhaps lucky, Min Hyung-taek, the only surviving chief of political affairs, popped out of nowhere.

“Leave it here and go out now and shut it all down.”
“But the scene”
“Do you think this situation will be rectified now?”

The bodyguards were speechless at Min Hyung-taek’s words and could not respond.

“Quickly close the entrance to the Blue House, and the Chief Security Officer and ministers from various departments will bring them here when I contact you.”
“still…”
“Quickly!”

When Min Hyung-taek put on a harsh impression, only four of the bodyguards remained, the rest hesitated and ran outside.
Even the head of the bodyguard was dead, so they were not sure who to follow.

Meanwhile, the two bodyguards aimed at Mt. Yu, and the other slowly approached and took the gun in Mt. Yu’s hand.
And the other took off his clothes and covered his face over the dead president’s body.

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pout.
The man of the bodyguard, who was aiming at Mt. Yu with a sharp sound of the wind, looked down at his chest.

Red color was spreading rapidly over the pure white shirt.
And his vision was blurred and his consciousness was cut off.

Soon after, the sound of breaking the wind followed three more times in a row.
The one who aimed at Mt. Yujeong, the one who took the gun, and the one who knelt in front of the president’s corpse with a sad expression on their face, all three collapsed without screaming and died instantly.

Yoo Jeong-san looked at Min Hyung-taek with a blank expression on his face with a gun with a silencer.
“Wow! Whoop!”

Jihoon covered his mouth and ran as far as possible, voicing.
Still, I couldn’t stop.

The smell of burning burning in the nose, the cries of pain that rip off the ears, and screams intersect with screams.
Tak Se-young burned Lee Jo-yang, Kim Jun-goo, and Nam Ki-jeong to death in front of their families.

When the family arrived, Se-young didn’t waste time.
As he had said himself, he stabbed the three of them deeply with the sword, and somehow, after that, a fire broke out in their bodies.

The three put out the fire on their body, rubbed and beaten it with their hands.
The fire did not soar all at once, but spread slowly, and the pain of burning the whole body alive in the growing flames made three screams echo throughout the runway.

Their family desperately clinged to the fire to put out the fire, even if Se-young was there.
But to no avail.

No matter how hard he tried, the fire did not go out.
In the end, the rest of the family had to watch the shocking figure of screaming and engulfed in bright yellow flames from head to toe.
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Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 95 English

Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 95 English

Chapter 95. bang-! A single gunshot echoed through the Blue House. As if time had stopped, everyone in the Blue House stopped what they were doing and looked frozen. shot? At the Blue House? bang-! bang-! bang! The people's faces turned pale from the continuous gunshots. The security guards outside the Blue House ran in surprise, and the bodyguards pulled out their guns and ran across the red carpet. All situational response manuals were ignored and ran away. It was because the place where the gunshots were heard was where the president was staying. The blood-soaked face of Lee Jo-yang, who was staring at him relentlessly even though he knew that death could not be avoided, was distorted. Kim Jun-goo and Nam Nam-jeong, who had their heads upright in front of a monster that even the military could not do anything about, got tired of the blue faces of their faces. It is because I did not expect that Tak Se-young would attract other family members as well. Even if you run away from Tak Se-young and hide, you are coming on your own feet in a country that is not enough.. “This demon… " Kim Jun-goo was terrified of Se-yeong's cunning, who used them to drive the family to the airport. Nam Gi-jeong sat down with a gloomy look in her eyes. Se-young especially liked Jo-yang Lee's distorted expression at last. At that time, an Asian man from USFK listened to the radio through earphones, and his expression hardened. "Tack, this is news from our military's wiretapping team. They just heard gunshots from the Blue House." Ji-hoon felt Se-young's big body momentarily shrink. "…Isn't it better to go? Ta ck?" Jihoon and Lee Joyang also looked at Seyoung. “Baek Si-yeon is also in the Blue House. I'm worried. I want to help Tack, but the Blue House is the residence of the president of Korea, so we don't know the details of the situation." Everyone knows that Baek Si-yeon is important to Se-young. Especially three years ago. The Lee Jo-yang and the party, who knew the background of the assault case involving their children, were as if they were covered in cold water by the words of an Asian man. If Tak Se-young ran to the Blue House right away because she was worried about Baek Si-yeon's life, she could have bought time. 'I'm not afraid to die.' 'Somehow I have to keep the kids out of here.' 'Please, please, go to the Blue House! Tak Se-young!' The three of them looked at Se-young with a firm expression while holding back what they wanted to shout. "Don't worry. Tack. I will take responsibility for them and bring them into custody. I will take measures so that no one in Korea can touch them." In fact, from the perspective of the US military, it was enough to tell Tak Se-young about the mysterious gunshot that took place at the Blue House or not to stop. Because it is only a favor to do his best for Tak Se-young, who is right in front of him. But the Asian man did not want to witness what was to come, personally, not in the United States. It was because he was clearly and clearly aware of what Se-young was trying to do. No matter how much Tak Se-young was trying to get the United States involved, he didn't want to see such a terrible thing that would happen in the future, nor did he want to intervene. Jihoon glanced at him and gave a little help. "There is no one who doesn't know about the relationship between Ms. Baek Si-yeon and Se-young. Jihoon was not in a position to argue with the current situation. I had no intention of judging whether Se-young killed Lee Jo-yang and the crew, whether it was right or wrong. Because Jihoon knew they were terribly bad people. Because of them and their children, the whole house was destroyed and the parents even killed themselves, so honestly, I thought it would be cheap to die. The reason people who have suffered injustice can't do this is because they have no power in the end, and they can't win the world. Moreover, the white phosphorus bomb incident clearly showed how vicious their nature was. However, after spending a few days with Se-young, Ji-hoon wanted to persuade him with a bit of human compassion. It is because I really hoped that even unforgivable humans would not commit such a cruel act of killing them in front of their families, as Tak Se-young said. "Helicopter..." Each one of them opened their eyes with a different meaning at each blurry word. "My, I'll get it! It'll be in the airport hangar!" Jihoon almost shouted and replied back. "I'll help. I'll tell the airport side." Asian men also helped each other out, saying that they would get tired of this. Seyoung nodded her head. “Let me go right away.” "Of course." "Don't worry..." “After killing them all, you can go straight away.” At Se-young's next words, everyone's movements stopped. Jihoon looked at him with dismayed eyes. The Asian man shook his head. Jo-yang Lee and Jun-goo Kim and Nam-jeong Nam, with excited eyes. .... I looked at Se-young. Yoo Jeong-san looked at the blood-stained guest room with a frown on his face. fallen president. And the gun castle in succession. "Kak? Kakak? Kak huh?" Siyeon spewed dark red blood out of her mouth and convulsed, holding onto the airway blocked by the backflowing blood. Yu Jeong-san's mind was focused on one place when he faced the president face-to-face, who is the head of the traitorous regime of the nation full of lies and deceit. He didn't even know that Siyeon, who was right next to him, had pulled out his gun. He didn't even know what was going on until the moment the tragedy happened. 'stop!' 'It's an assassination!' 'Avoid!' When the shouts " The first thing Yoo Jeong-san encountered was bright red blood that covered his sight. And Jang Yong-hoo fell forward with his eyes open. With a hole in the middle of the forehead. Siyeon grabbed the neck of Yonghu Jang, who was falling in front of him, and while covering the front, turned the direction of the muzzle and fired four more shots in a row. Yang Yeon-jong and his wife pulled out their guns at the same time, but Si-yeon was unable to respond by covering the front with Jang Yong-hoo's body. In the meantime, the head of the bodyguard and bodyguards rushing to grab their guns, they were sequentially pierced in the middle of the head and sprayed with blood. When the fifth bullet pulled the trigger towards Yang Yeon-jong, the deputy director of Chungjeongsa, Yang Jang-yeol flew through his body like a lightning bolt and pushed his father's body, but instead of the head, he was pierced in the middle of his chest, and in the end he could not avoid death. Yang Jang-yeol, who lost his father in an unintentional shooting without hearing a single will, lost his mind. When Siyeon was about to point her gun at Yang Jang-yeol, who was running, Yoo Jeong-san, who finally came to her senses, grabbed Siyeon’s shoulder. "Hey, what are you doing? Siyeon-ah! Stop it!" With the barrel that was holding Yu Jeong-san's shoulders, the muzzle aimed at both arms shook, and the bullet went through one side of his chest, not his head. Siyeon shakes off Yoo Jeong-san's hand and fires again, but her posture shakes and blood spills from Yang's side. Despite being shot twice, Yang Zhang Yeol did not stop for a moment as he ran. There was not even a twitching or writhing in shock. It was like a machine that felt no pain. Yang Jang-yeol, who came up to his nose, pulled Jang Yong-hu's body and threw it on the floor, then grabbed Si-yeon's neck and lifted him up. Siyeon, who was suffocating at once, struggled with pain in her delicate body. In the midst of this, Siyeon held the gun in her hand and held it to Yang Jang-yeol's forehead. Still, Yang Jang-yeol did not budge and stared at the demonstration with cold eyes. Siyeon pulled the trigger. But there were no gunshots. The pistol with the slide pushed back was an indication that the magazine was empty. clunky. goofy. Somehow, Yang Jang-yeol grabbed Si-yeon's side and ribs with the opposite hand and twisted it, causing a terrible burst of bone to break. Siyeon's pure white face turned whiter, and her eyes lost focus in pain. Yang Jang-yeol did not allow Si-yeon to scream to relieve the pain. Yang Zhangyeol put his finger into his mouth and gave strength to the hand holding his neck. puddle. The moment Siyeon was strangled and rushed into a situation on the verge of death, gunshots rang out again. And Yang Jang-yeol turned his head towards the mountain where he shot the gun, covering his blood-stained neck with his hand. Yoo Jeong-san picked up the gun of a bodyguard who had fallen on the floor and shot him. Siyeon was released from Yang's grasp, but fell to the floor and barely breathed. Yang Jang-yeol, who had been staring at Yujeongsan Mountain, soon disappeared with blood on his face and lay on the floor. He stared at Mt. Yujeong until the end, and his breath was wonderful. The door to the guest room shattered open and security guards rushed in. "Stay still!" "Drop the gun!" While the bodyguards aimed their guns at Yujeong Mountain, their complexion turned white at the situation in the guest room, which had already become a sea of ​​blood. Instinctively, they found the president, and soon after they fell face down, they checked whether they were alive or dead, and their faces turned black. Because he was already dead. At that time, perhaps lucky, Min Hyung-taek, the only surviving chief of political affairs, popped out of nowhere. "Leave it here and go out now and shut it all down." "But the scene" "Do you think this situation will be rectified now?" The bodyguards were speechless at Min Hyung-taek's words and could not respond. "Quickly close the entrance to the Blue House, and the Chief Security Officer and ministers from various departments will bring them here when I contact you." "still…" "Quickly!" When Min Hyung-taek put on a harsh impression, only four of the bodyguards remained, the rest hesitated and ran outside. Even the head of the bodyguard was dead, so they were not sure who to follow. Meanwhile, the two bodyguards aimed at Mt. Yu, and the other slowly approached and took the gun in Mt. Yu's hand. And the other took off his clothes and covered his face over the dead president's body. pout. The man of the bodyguard, who was aiming at Mt. Yu with a sharp sound of the wind, looked down at his chest. Red color was spreading rapidly over the pure white shirt. And his vision was blurred and his consciousness was cut off. Soon after, the sound of breaking the wind followed three more times in a row. The one who aimed at Mt. Yujeong, the one who took the gun, and the one who knelt in front of the president's corpse with a sad expression on their face, all three collapsed without screaming and died instantly. Yoo Jeong-san looked at Min Hyung-taek with a blank expression on his face with a gun with a silencer. "Wow! Whoop!" Jihoon covered his mouth and ran as far as possible, voicing. Still, I couldn't stop. The smell of burning burning in the nose, the cries of pain that rip off the ears, and screams intersect with screams. Tak Se-young burned Lee Jo-yang, Kim Jun-goo, and Nam Ki-jeong to death in front of their families. When the family arrived, Se-young didn't waste time. As he had said himself, he stabbed the three of them deeply with the sword, and somehow, after that, a fire broke out in their bodies. The three put out the fire on their body, rubbed and beaten it with their hands. The fire did not soar all at once, but spread slowly, and the pain of burning the whole body alive in the growing flames made three screams echo throughout the runway. Their family desperately clinged to the fire to put out the fire, even if Se-young was there. But to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, the fire did not go out. In the end, the rest of the family had to watch the shocking figure of screaming and engulfed in bright yellow flames from head to toe. < p style="text-align: center;" >< strong >< a href="https://daotranslate.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-94-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-96-english/" >< strong >Next >>>< /strong >< /a >< /p >

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