It was possible that the staff would have opened the door without being wary of him. He must have thought she was a prostitute. However, Seoryeong, who had been blind for te past few years, did not ignore the instincts sent by her body.
The moment the assassin lunged at me again with bloodshot eyes, I kicked him once a gain at his vital point. The knife grazed his legs, which were stretched out flexibly even in a sitting position.
Without stopping, Seo-ryeong clicked with her mouth again, loaded the gun, aimed at his genitals, and bang! I shot.
As the face distorted in pain immediately turned towards Channa, Seoryeong burst out! Bang bang! They shot each other one after a nother.
From then on, I shot the gun almost in a trance. The other person, who had been shaking for a while, suddenly collapsed into the kitchen.
"Huh..... Huh..."
My hands were shaking. There was no pain, but Seo-ryeong did not put down his gun until the end. Because my nerves were as sharp as needles, it felt like a bullet would fly out if someone even slightly touched me.
- seo-ryeong! Answer me if you're alive!
A harsh shout was heard in my ears. But Seo-ryeong could not answer.
Fuck.... Total, this is difficult....
***
As soon as they climbed the stairs, the terribly familiar smell of blood hit the crew. The Cold hallway was even more dreary as there was no sound.
While the other members were checking the dead medics and transport soldiers, Lee Woo-shin headed straight to the common kitchen. Upon seeing the broken door, the Man characteristically hesitated for a moment.
"....."
He frowned once and shook off the unfamiliar discomfort.
The kitchen looked miserable at first glance. Even though I only took one step, the soles of my military boots became wet in the blink of an eye. Reddish water mixed with soybean paste soup and blood was all over the kitchen floor.
Among them, a short man who appeared to be a Thai assassin lay dead with blood spilling from his lower body. And inside the wide open warehouse, Lee Woo-shin's gaze slowly moved.
"..."
Han Seo-ryeong was still pointing the gunstraight at someone. Wooshin Lee bent down to check her pupils. A deep, heavy sigh escaped her.
"Wow, it looks like you passed out."
The agent who came in after him looked at Han Seo-ryeong and muttered.
As the saying goes, Han Seo-ryeong was in a state of fainting. More over, the wound on the arm holding the gun was so deep that the skin was tattered.
Nevertheless, one hand stubbornly held onto Heo Chan-na and held the area around her neck tightly.
Like this foolish woman.
The sight of two people covered in blood and tied together like a lump was horrendous.I didn't even expect it to be okay in the first place.
"Why don't you move quickly?"
Lee Woo-shin blatantly frowned.
I ordered them to hold on, but that was just lip service. Even if it is a false hope, it is better to struggle desperately than to give up helplessly.
Nevertheless, there was zero chance that Heo Chan-na and Han Seo-ryeong, who were not combat personnel, would survive here.
He asked the company for a body bag.
To be exact, he said four.
In fact, he had a terrible feeling that he, and not the contractor, may have instigated Han Seo-ryeong's death.
Lee Woo-shin rested his hand on the sink for a moment and let out his suffocated breath. Only then did his chest heave as if he were breathing for the first time.
Just then, the doctors who had been called in advance came rushing in with an emergency bed.
At that time, one of the crew members exclaimed mockingly.
"Wow, team leader, this bastard isn't a girl, she's a guy?"
"what?"
"It was crazy."
"....."
"It seems that the lady knew everything."
At those words, Lee Woo-shin bent downon one knee and lifted up the dead man's clothes.
Although there were stray bullets stuck here and there in the kitchen, there were quite a few bullets that went straight through the man's body.
Four shots in the genitals and one shot in the neck.
His expression suddenly became strange. It's the neck..... It was in a vaguely similar location to the area where Heo Chan-na was in jured.
"Wow - how did you notice this? Did you just hit the nail on the head? What is intuition... !"
At that time, the doctor who was transporting the two survivors spoke as if he was embarrassed.
"excuse me..... "The gun won't fall out of this man's hand."
"..."
That's not an owl.
She was a strange woman I had never encountered before.
That fact alone stuck in my mind like a red light.
***
"---"
I had a very old dream. Seo-ryeong, dreamily faced with old stories she couldn't even remember now, barely lifted her heavy eyelids.
The moment I saw the white ceiling that came into view, I almost panicked for a moment, but when I heard the sound of the humidifier running, I finally realized, 'I'm not dead..."Thought.
No, in human terms, the ceiling is too white. So, without even knowing the topic, I almost thought for a moment that this was heaven.
Just the random thoughts flowing by were draining me and I was just staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, the door to the hospital room opened.
A tall man in a suit was walking inside, looking familiar. And then his eyes met with Seo-ryeong, who was wide awake..
"....."
The moment Seo-ryeong saw Lee Woo-shin waving his high nose, all the things she haad forgotten came to mind.
As I suddenly tried to get up, pain like an electric shock pierced my right arm.
It was sore and throbbing all over, as if I had been stabbed by a knife, and it felt like a maulti-ton cargo truck had passed over my arm.Her face frowned from the inexplicable pain.
"Ugh..."
"Ah, it looks like it hurts a lot."
Lee Woo-shin sarcastically put both hands in his pants pockets.
"That's bad. I've been waiting until now to see that face. "I want to enjoy the look on his face when he looks like he's about to roll over in pain."
Should I call this honest or should I ask why it's a fight as soon as I see it. Seo-ryeong looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Why are you talking like that?"
"Then, my right arm has become a rag, but it hasn't died, so can I at least praise you for getting it done cheaply?"
I didn't know, but I could tell that the man's judgment was very distorted right now.
It was even more so when he looked down at her in a crooked posture with his legs crossed and raised the corners of his mouth.
Lee Woo-shin glared at her for a moment, then sat down in the guardian's seat and pulled off his tie. Fatigue dripped from his face.
"You probably have a lot of questions, so what would you like to hear first?"
Seo-ryeong immediately thought of the fa ce of the girl with short hair, but her lips did not move. The warm, wet feel of the tip of her thumb was still attached to her finger.
I'm not sure what kind of expression I had, but Lee Woo-shin turned his head and clicked his tongue briefly.
"Heo Chan-na is currently in the intensive care unit."
"Are you alive?"
I secretly grabbed the sheet as if I couldn't believe it.
"Yes, he survived, but he is still unconscious."
".....!"
"Emergency surgery was performed right on site in Thailand. However, the bleeding was worse than I expected, so I had two major difficulties. "They say my heart stopped once."
"..."
"Han Seo-ryeong also had suture surgery on that arm. I kept sleeping and waking up because of the anesthesia and painkillers. "As soon as the surgery was completed, I was immediately transferred to Korea, and already a week has passed."
He briefly explained what had happened in a monotonous tone. Seo-ryeong shook her head bluntly.
Lee Woo-shin, who was already lying down on a chair, was pressing the bridge of his nose and covering his eyes with one arm. Seo -ryeong continued speaking without even looking at him.
"Because of the recoil, the ligaments in my wrist were torn, and my fingers were also swollen, so I had to close them for a while."
"ah...."
"It will probably make your daily life very uncomfortable until it gets better."
"...."
"Do you have any family who can help you?"
Seo-ryeong couldn't respond to the pain th at rose up for a moment, and Lee Woo-shin just quietly looked at Seo-ryeong.
"Why, I heard Han Seo-ryeong has a husband."
".....!"
"I wonder if the person who is not on the register, not on the emergency contact list, a nd who does not come to visit my wife when she is injured is really my husband."
He tugged on his tie half an inch more as if he was frustrated. The man, who was breathing alone, spoke again in a casual manner.
"The doctor said I had bruises on my gums and told me to only eat rice for the time bein g. He said that every time he chews his food, he probably feels like crying. "It's not like my lip was torn or my chin was hit. What on earth did they put into it to create such a bruise?"
"ah.... That...."
Seo-ryeong scanned the gums with the tip of her tongue. She then felt a distinct tingling sensation.
"What was that called? Slyden, Slyson, any way, I don't have enough hands. It was difficult to pull the top of the gun. so…
While Seo-ryeong spoke casually, he nervously moved his arm away. He straightened up her loose, disheveled posture and gazed at her rather sharply.
His frowning eyebrows continued to twitch as if he was seeing something strange, as if he were either embarrassed or astonished.