A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned - A Heroine Who Can Never Be Abandoned chapter 118

118 – Dongmin Lee (53)

Dongmin Lee (53)

Dalgrak, moongrak.

Lee Dong-gwan, Woo Sang-mi, and Jang Hye-ok were eating in front of a table that would fit if four people were surrounded.

Lee Dong-gwan was drinking more makgeolli than rice, as always, and he was often committing unclean acts such as burping or farting.

At the same time, it was very unpleasant to see Jang Hye-ok or Woo Sang-mi as if they were pleased.

At least that was the case for Jang Hye-ok.

This man I met at a hamba house near Nogada Pan, living on a daily basis, and living as if he lived for more than ten years, he constantly tried to knead her flesh.

Of course, she approached knowing that too.

Old and decrepit horny.

There was no family around him, and even if he died, no one would doubt it.

I deliberately approached him and found out that he had two ex-wives and two children, but that didn’t affect the plan.

‘Because he’s such a bastard, he wouldn’t even care.’

Lee Dong-kwan’s hand touched Jang Hye-ok’s thigh.

It was not gentle skinship, but rough and crude hand movements, as if moving materials in a nogada board.

Jang Hye-ok bit her lip.

Of course, I risked this for money.

The way she has lived so far is the way she always finds an isolated man like this, gets married, and collects insurance money.

Already married twice, she took out all the disability insurance she was entitled to, starting with her first husband’s concussion payment.

The last was life insurance.

Even before, her criminal history started at juvenile detention center and went through pickpocketing, but the most satisfying thing ever was insurance fraud.

She was naturally insensitive to emotions.

She made fun of bullies with her friends in high school, even when she broke her leg by pushing a particularly obnoxious b*tch off a rooftop.

Rather than the pleasure itself, she found it funny to see her clinging to her broken leg and crying.

She lived with such pleasure.

But she too was old, and she could not maintain her joy of living in such an ignorant way.

She said that being an adult means taking responsibility.

She used her extravagance and pleasure to quench her inner urges, and while she was not particularly fond of luxury items, she used to collect them.

She

She didn’t mean to. She got drunk. She visited the host bar and played her sadistic spirit.

Her favorite thing was torturing the male host’s genitals and stimulating them with her feet.

In the end, she quickly became broke.

Her ability was slightly better than her peers, so she asked the sincere but weak man.

But it soon returned to severe boredom.

To overcome that, I needed luxury again, but the problem was that I didn’t have enough money to afford it.

She decided to scam her insurance.

At first it was a coincidence.

It wasn’t her plan that her goofy first husband slipped down her stairs and the insurance money came out.

But from now on, it was all a plan.

She took out every type of insurance he could afford, and made it happen one by one.

Life insurance always came last.

After suffering her burns and blindness one after another, she freed her victim from her hell.

The money returned was close to 200 million.

The money was withdrawn as before.

Because she found an easy way to earn money, she spent more freely than she used to.

Her second husband did a similar trick.

And the third thing I found was the Dongdonggwan.

At about the third time, it reached a point where it didn’t matter what kind of person it was.

The man she saw was a meat dildo that gave her occasional s*xual pleasure, and a kind of ‘cow’ that would reward her with large sums of money in the past.

‘Because I can use all parts of a cow.’

That was her way of treating humans.

Lee Dong-gwan, a lonely single parent, fell under Jang Hye-ok’s temptation, but she ran into an unexpected difficulty.

One was that his strength and stamina were more correct than I thought, so it bothered me every time, and the other was that he delayed getting insurance every time.

Even though he thought Jang Hye-ok worked hard enough to avoid misunderstanding her, the old man might have smelled some conspiracy.

The worst was the woman in front of me.

The plan to get Lee Dong-gwan’s ‘ransom money’ went a long way as unexpected variables intervened.

Not knowing that, Woo Sang-mi said calmly.

“You seem to have improved your hand habits.”

“Huh?”

At those words, Lee Dong-gwan raised his head.

“In the past, I think I would have complained about what the side dish was. It was a bit more picky.”

“Are you a f*cking b*tch?”

Lee Dong-gwan cursed thickly.

But at the same time, laughing at the same time didn’t seem too bad to Jang Hye-ok.

“Ha ha, drunk.”

Lee Dong-gwan continued to drink.

His eyes began to spin tight, and he leaned back, occasionally grabbing the thighs of the two women.

“This is the life of a male. Ha ha.”

“………”

He laughed contentedly, then, tapping his stomach, got up and went into his room and lay down.

“Doesn’t that tooth hit you?”

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After Lee Dong-gwan disappeared, Woo Sang-mi asked.

“That one?”

Hyeok Jang frowned.

“Are you still treating me as a husband?”

Woo Sang-mi stayed still.

There was no way she was unaware that her Jang Hye-ok continued to regard her as a thorn in her eye.

“Are you still here to be my wife?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Then turn off quickly.”

“… Thanks to God.”

“What?”

As weeks passed since Woo Sang-mi stayed here, Jang Hye-ok felt irritated by her habit of speaking.

Once again, god, god, god…

It was understandable that Lee Dong-kwan was cursing, saying that he was a Jew or a fanatic.

Especially, lighting a candle before going to bed every day and reading obscure texts was the worst.

“Thanks to God’s grace, that person’s temper died a lot. Because I prayed.”

“… Ha, f*ck.”

Jang Hye-ok’s crush on Woo Sang-mi was at the bottom.

Her first impression was the worst.

I don’t like the fact that she showed the most beastly side, but the random talk was even worse.

“Hyerim Jang will die soon. It’s God’s will. This is what was written in the 『Journal』…”

“What the hell is that 『Journal』?”

Lee Dong-gwan started snoring at her.

Jang Hye-ok asked nervously.

Now I don’t even want to be respectful.

Woo Sang-mi was a crazy b*tch.

She doesn’t have to treat an insane b*tch.

“A prophetic book in which everything in this world is written.”

“Haa…”

Jang Hye-ok, who tried to listen to Woo Sang-mi for a very short time, felt that she was pitiful herself and she withdrew.

“What, f*ck the Prophet.”

When she was still with Lee Dong-kwan, she did her acting to some extent, but since she was with her idol Mi, she couldn’t stand her temper head.

“They say my name is Jang Hye-rim, right?”

“Yes.”

“So, who is killing me?”

Hyeok Jang committed two murders.

But there is no way someone will die.

Because I’ve killed someone, if someone kills me, I’ll be the first to notice the murder.

I know very well how people kill people.

For example, while committing the previous two murders, Jang Hye-ok thoroughly planned to use Lee Dong-gwan’s body.

You can start with a simple injury, corneal damage is essential, and of course you can make a mistake, and you can manipulate a traffic accident.

All the tools necessary for the process are at hand.

For example-

“God himself kills you.”

Sangmi Woo said.

“That is f*cking cool.”

Jang Hye-ok smiled.

“Does lightning strike?”

She was not afraid of anything.

If you were afraid of God’s punishment, you would have been terrified and reformed a long time ago when you saw the suicide note of the girl who committed suicide after being bullied in high school.

She was born ‘this way’.

There can be no such death in the first place.

It is humans who give death to humans.

“No, Mr. Hyerim Jang…”

The idol beauty shut her mouth.

… What an annoying year.

Jang Hye-ok stood up.

The more she talked to her crazy b*tch, the more her head hurt.

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Jang Hye-ok decided to change her strategy.

Since it happened like this, let’s target Woo Sang-mi as well.

To her mobile officer, since we found out that she had a history of being imprisoned in a mental institution in the past, it might be possible to force-feed her with sleeping pills and kill her.

After that, I began to observe her more.

The idol beauty took on more eccentricities than she thought.

“…The police will be there. Yes, two detectives are following. Be careful, be careful…”

Jang Hye-ok heard Woo Sang-mi talking on the phone.

At first, when she heard the words ‘police’ and ‘detective’, she worried that she might have found out about her crime, but she soon realized that she wasn’t.

But I never knew what it was.

Where did Mi Sang Il entrust her soul to the church? She always had a blank look on her face, and even though she seemed to be saying a lot of nonsense, she kept quiet about the things she wanted to know. .

It was an intentional operation.

She

She was a tougher woman than I thought.

She gradually became aware that maybe she wasn’t just a crazy woman.

“… Yes, I see. As commanded…”

“Deacon? The location is… Yes. Execute…”

“… We have the necessary items… Yes. Make it work at the scheduled time. Yes, God willing…”

She looked intently at her phone from time to time.

And she even had a giggly, creepy laugh.

At first glance she seemed to be reading the text.

Even though there was no particular income like that, the day passed in a sense of misfortune that wrapped around her whole body.

Really, it was an unfamiliar sensation to Jang Hye-ok.

A feeling that she has never experienced since her birth, that someone in her is coming to strangle her, she says.

But since she didn’t know what it was, there was nothing she could do.

Jang Hye-ok understood the behavior of the idol Mi, who seemed like an abyss, and at the same time encouraged her to sign up for insurance for Lee Dong-gwan.

Even if she signed up, she couldn’t start the plan right away, and the longer Lee Dong-gwan idled, the longer Hye-ok Jang’s patience ran out.

It may be because of the existence of Woo Sang-mi.

She was eating away at her Jang Hye-ok’s willpower.

“f*ck b*tch-“

I wonder if it was the same for Lee Dong-gwan.

After gently caressing her lower back, Lee Dong-gwan grabbed her hair and slashed it to the side as she subtly urged her to sign up for insurance again.

Then kicking poured in.

“b*tch, why do you keep telling me to buy insurance? They say they’ll take care of whether or not they get sick, but do you want to collect insurance money?”

“That’s not-“

“No, what’s wrong, b*tch. This b*tch, now that I see this, it’s really suspicious. I’ll have to drink another box of iron wine to pay for that, huh?”

I don’t know what touched his detonator, but Lee Dong-gwan went mad and hit Jang Hye-ok.

Of course, she also had a formidable personality.

“You bastard, yes, kill, kill-“

Wow.

Even though he was old, Jang Hye-ok could not overcome the grip of Lee Dong-gwan, who had lived as a manual laborer all his life.

The clothes of the two were torn and fluttered in the air.

Jang Hye-ok said, “She’s insurance. Tonight, she thought she would kill this bastard. She kept screaming.”

“You’re f*cking as you want, you don’t even wear a pans, you don’t have a bra, you don’t wear it day and night. Uh? You old bastard, you should have something for me to rummage through, asshole, ah-!”

“Uhjjju, now you are revealing your true colors. Yeah, you said it right, b*tch, come on. The head is perfect. Aren’t you coming? f*ck you, come quickly- I’ll kill you-“

While fighting for a while, Jang Hye-ok found that her skirt was all down and her top was torn.

As she desperately clung on, Lee Dong-gwan’s clothes stretched out and her whole body had fingernail marks.

“Bad b*tch-“

“You are the vicious one, you crazy bastard, kill me. You crazy bastard Because of this, all the wives run away-!”

“A sl*t-“

Boom, bang.

The sound of stamping feet and pouring cosmetics.

Jang Hye-ok bit her Lee Dong-gwan’s arm.

He shook her arm off and she hit her back on a chest of drawers in the corner and knocked her on the buttock.

“Ha ha ha…”

There was a very brief silence between the two.

Only heavy breathing fills the room.

While nervously tidying up her tousled hair, Jang Hye-ok, who was glaring at Lee Dong-gwan as if killing her, found a crack in her hinged door leading to the narrow living room.

I saw someone’s face there.

Smile.

Although she was a pupil at first.

Soon, I could see the corners of the mouth drawn under it.

“………”

‘She’ ran away when Jang Hye-ok met her eyes.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

It was a very nimble and swift step, contrasting with Sangmi Woo’s usual passive and slow movements.