He found his body weakened as he slowly regained consciousness. It seems that the drug was given.
He lifted his head, tensing his numb body. The handcuffs on his wrists made him question whether he was at the police station for a moment.
"You're awake," the woman's voice was heard. She was looking at him with a smile.
The voice was familiar, it seems she was the one who brought it here with a gun from behind.
His mask has already been taken off. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, unaware that she was causing a seductive effect as she stood in bed with messy hair.
The woman did not hold back from enjoying this view.
"The men of Kadilth are truly another" he nodded in satisfaction. His accent was reminiscent of Busraz.
"It seems my reputation has crossed the country," the man said with a slight smile.
"Yes, it is," the woman agreed.
"But isn't it time to make way for others?" He was "gently" "bending off" her from the underground
"Heh, I don't think so?" The man's smile was enchanting.
"Then I have no choice but to destroy you," he shook his head regretfully.
The lingering smile on the man's face caught her attention.
"Aren't you afraid? After all, life is not sold in the market"
Yun lowered his gaze and quietly explained.
"Of course, death brings loneliness and therefore scary. But I will not go alone"
The woman raised her eyebrows and chuckled.
"You think you can do any harm in that situation?"
His usual soft smile didn't fade because of the man. But he seemed to have an even brighter smile. His lashes gave the effect of heart palpitations as he blinked.
"There is a mechanism in my heart. My heart beats provide energy to the mechanism, when my heart stops, it will explode as soon as the energy is cut off. The size of the explosion is enough to spread to 4 countries from here. Do you have the courage?"
His tone was soft.
The woman was shocked.
The environment was quiet.
On the other hand, Yun thought with a chuckle.
The reason he could go back to the past was because the main character died. It wasn't for him, but he unexpectedly had his memories.
If he dies, he will just die.
But the main character is the breath of the world, he cannot just die.
He squinted his eyes with pleasure, so an explosive was placed in his heart. If the main character dies this way, won't he go back to the past?
It was a gamble.
It may not work.
Even if he can't go back to the past...
But there would be people who would accompany him to hell with him. So why be afraid?
"You crazy!" The woman was worried now.
Because no one knew better than him what poison the man gave to his body. He had less than a day left, he would die of poison.
He can't cross a continent in such a short time, if the child died, the whole continent would officially be turned upside down.
"Oh, you're bluffing," she smiled, trying to hold on to that hope despite the cold sweat on her back.
"How about a gamble?"
His smiling eyes were blood red, a crooked smile making him look like a demon.
"Hit my body with five bullets and you'll be anywhere you want, including my head. Wait for my death and see if it explodes?" She tilted her head slightly.
He lowered his eyes, or...
"Push through my body with 3 bullets and leave me out.
Whether I live or not is a gamble, and I'll offer a way enough for you to leave this continent at once?"
"Acceptance!" It was the only solution, both of their lives were left to chance.
She tensed, picking up the gun, "prove first," the woman said, just to be sure.
"Hmm," his voice was low.
"Give me the phone"
The woman pulled out the phone and waited.
"Call this number xxxxxxxxxxx"
"What? Just x?"
"My private number, call him"
After hesitation, the woman called.
After 1 second, the phone was picked up, but there was no sound.
"My girlfriend has urgent business. Arrange my private jet to leave the country quickly," she ordered.
There was no sound, but the phone was turned off.
The woman relaxed a bit, the man not calling for help or speaking suspiciously.
"I don't need to give you a location, the jet will land near these places according to the location of the phone. You can go directly." The man's face was getting pale.
The woman looked at the man with a strange feeling inside. His instincts told him there was something strange, but he couldn't find anything strange.
Seeing that even the man's breathing was affected, the woman couldn't stay longer, she put the gun to the man and lifted him to his feet. He advanced behind her, keeping the gun on the alert, until he got to the jet.
Jet was in front of him. There was only one pilot inside, so her body unknowingly relaxed even more.
She looked around her, unable to detect any wrongdoing. There was no sign of the sniper, so she turned around and pulled the trigger.
-bam
His muscles contracted and he fell to the ground. man.
The drug was already working, whereupon the gunshot wound was now fatal. (3 times, the exact word 'wound' happened three times -it did-, and I fixed it each time. However, if the keyboard is ticking, there's nothing I can do.)
She counted on the deal of a "one" gamble.
-bam
The 'two' bodies did not jerk with pain, or twist as he expected. As if he wasn't hurt but his body was drugged
from your shoulder.
from the chest.
-bam
"Three"
From your arm.
He took a step back as he looked at the man who still had the shards of consciousness.
He rushed to the jet, speed was the main factor for winning in this gamble.
The jet took off, and exploded as it was making its way to leave the country!
-aha!
He couldn't even laugh, he was tired.
There was one thing his men knew all too well, he thought, to the extent of a disease. Besides not having a girlfriend, would he even put her on his private jet if he did?
Ah, it was best to have smart subordinates.
"Oh, oh" his throat was burning, the fishy taste dripping from his lips and black.
The cold pressed down on him, the cold he had hated for as long as he could remember.
His bones were aching.
His consciousness was blurring.
He was wondering, would he come back if the main character died due to the explosion after he died?
He didn't think so, the main character "by chance" must have been on another continent with his woman. Here, he would be buried with thousands of people, but the main character would never die.
Good always wins.
His throat was burning, his palate was dry. He wanted water, there was no speck left.
"S-System"
He strained his existing strength.
He truly felt that this time it was the end. An irreversible ending.
At least he had lived longer than before.
"Defuse the bomb"
He did not touch anyone who did not harm him.
He never violated his principle, even now at the moment of death.
He closed his eyes, it was getting limp. His body didn't even feel the cold. He couldn't help but think, how fragile a human body was.
There were so many burdens on their shoulders, those helpless bodies were carrying this burden.
"Yun!"
The shout broke.
As the last bit of light in the eye faded, a few bits of those drops slowly fell onto the ground silently.
Mom.
-To be continued-