How to Live as an Immortal - Chapter 235
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How to Live Immortally Episode 235
235 An interesting opponent has appeared
Evidence that Croft was being held somewhere in the restaurant. It was a typical restaurant, but there were places where people could hide. Not only was it not an open kitchen, but there was also a food storage in the basement.
first-
“Master, come out.”
When you shout loudly, the attendant comes over.
“Why would you do that?”
Use chopsticks to scoop up any impurities that fall into the soup.
“There’s hair in there. How can you eat food with peace of mind when the sanitary conditions are this bad?”
“The chef at our restaurant is bald.”
Gaon, speechless, scratched his chin.
“Oh, this isn’t working.”
* * *
“What a piece of shit!”
Gaon, who was kicked out of the restaurant as if kicked, stroked his cold buttocks.
It was half a joke. The other half was intentional. It was a task to check the reaction of the staff as the receptionist approached. Six men stopped for a moment, wondering if the real acting had worked.
It was quite a large number of people hired to prepare for contingencies, especially since they were all carrying guns.
This is also proof that Hwasik is not an ordinary store.
Since the restaurant industry is not a smuggling business, why would there be a need for violence?
A place that is contradictory in many ways.
Gaon waited until the sun set to explore the extraordinary that permeates everyday life.
* * *
During the day, Hwasik was a landmark of the street where families actively dine out, but at night, it was the complete opposite. The eerie and gloomy atmosphere that lingered around made it feel like looking at a cemetery.
But regardless of such trends, the head office is located in a busy area, so even in the dead of night, the floating population only dwindled, but never stopped. That was when the number of patrol drones roaming around increased.
However, he returned without looking around the area around Hwasik to see if there had been any prior transactions. Boldly, Yongyeong had even used the public security as a shield to build a stronghold.
In other times, this would have been an excellent defense, but ironically, that choice left a gap.
They weren’t the only ones who could take advantage of the blind spot.
With Dobby’s help, Gaon controlled the surrounding CCTV and opened the distribution box to turn off the circuit breaker. He left a trace deliberately so that anyone could be suspected.
Gaon, who had used his brute strength to break the locked doorknob, entered the hut.
The internal structure is already engraved in the mind.
He slid into the kitchen and grabbed the dumbwaiter carrying the groceries.
After removing the tin plate, a hole leading underground was revealed between the rails and ropes. Gaon confirmed that his shoulder could fit through it and threw himself in without looking back.
A vertical descent without any safety devices.
Just before he hit the ground, Gaon turned around by leaning against the wall and kicked the open door. The moment he reached the food storage and stuck his face out of the dumbwaiter—CLACK.
Guns were fired from all sides.
As soon as they realized that the power was cut off, six people were on guard against third-party intrusion. This was exactly the same number of guards that Gaon had previously identified.
They showed no mercy to the intruder who appeared like a red bean in the middle of the night. They didn’t even ask the usual question of who it was, and pulled the trigger. One―
“You don’t like making a fuss either, do you?”
Gaon, who had stopped all the bullets the size of fingernails, laughed bitterly.
The firefight was in a city where gunfire was not permitted. They had to maintain silence so as not to lose their covert hideout.
Gaon realized that from the moment he recognized the pistol with the silencer, they were not given any options beyond rifles.
“then…….”
The outcome was predetermined.
Before the bullet could even get caught in the spider web of Muwijayeon, Gaon rushed in and cut off the neck with one stroke, severing the lifeline. All six of them, equally. The order in which they fell was also the same, without any distinction.
A speed that is no different from that of an island.
The moment Gaon turned his back after cleaning up the room in one breath, the wall turned red and melted as if telling him not to let his guard down. It was then that a ray of light poured in through the gap.
Gaon, who had ducked and avoided the attack before even seeing it with his eyes, had a bewildered expression. It was an unconditional reflex that occurred before even sensing the air current or presence. This was an action that came from skill, not intuition. What was most surprising was―
‘Have you read the signs of magnetic emanation?’
That Wuwei Zhenya recognized the flow of electricity.
Did he grow while fighting Laurel, or was it just a fluke?
There wasn’t much time to worry.
“I guess a surprise attack doesn’t work against someone like you.”
As if to commemorate the sorrow of the dead, eight people were added. The large man, who was standing on one leg and swaying, was holding a familiar firearm in his hand.
“Palace?”
Until recently, it was a miniature railgun used by Gaon. I knew it well because I had used it myself. How powerful it was, how vulnerable it was to electromagnetic pulses, and how expensive it was.
“Ah, you’re the leader here.”
“I don’t know which organization you came from, but if you don’t want to leave this world… … .”
Before he could finish his words, he struck the giant’s chin with an uppercut. The blow was so powerful that the ground he was using as a stepping stone caved in. The giant, whose head was stuck in the ceiling, died without being able to put up much of a fight.
“There are seven left.”
Beat it repeatedly and mechanically.
In this fight, I was planning to use only my bare hands. If it was Ryong-young, I would be able to figure out the type of gun by analyzing the shape of the rifling that the bullet had scratched through. From their perspective, it would be a breeze to figure out the distribution route.
You’ll quickly find out that you bought a dump.
It would be best not to give away any such clues, as a closer investigation would reveal that he was Croft’s employer.
No matter how trivial it may be.
thud!
Gaon, who had defeated the last one, wiped the blood off his gloves. Normally, he would have thoroughly analyzed and savored his opponent’s movements, but now was not the time for that.
If any support comes, the situation will become doubly complicated.
The purpose of coming here was to save Croft. Not to start an all-out war with RYJ Company.
If you can’t tell this apart, you’re not a problem solver.
* * *
Gaon, who had been using the shortwave transmitter several times, stopped at one wall of the food storage. The loose joints made it seem like there must be a secret passage. As expected, when he brought in the big man who was presumed to be the leader and held his palm against it, the hidden location was opened.
There are eight rooms in total.
It seemed like it would be a lot of work to go through all the different places. However, Gaon was able to pinpoint where Croft was just by looking through it.
There was no need to look around. There was only one place where the smell of blood was particularly strong. The door was also unusual; its rusty hinges had been left untouched without any thought of repair.
Moreover, it seemed as if the entire place was designed to surround that room. If even inanimate objects have eyes, wouldn’t they be looking at that place without exception?
Despite its shabby appearance, the lock was quite good.
It’s so hard to open that you won’t be able to open it unless you bring some tools.
Suddenly, Gaon came up with the idea of a giant – the omnipotent key – but this time he believed in his own evil power.
Quasi-snap.
As we enter, a strong, foul smell assaults our nostrils.
The interior resembled a slaughterhouse. Trolleys rolling around were filled with tools for butchering meat.
Gaon frowned with vague anxiety, but his worries were soon dispelled. He was able to confirm Croft’s life and death with his own eyes in the Anima placed in the corner.
It was such a horrible sight that I couldn’t even open my eyes to look at it.
Needless to say, I was subjected to severe torture, and there were many things I wanted to ask and know, but I felt like I had to put them aside for now.
Of course, you can’t take it out.
“Do I have to move it myself?”
Gaon, carrying a medical pod weighing over a ton on his back, went out to eat as if he were Atlas holding up the Earth.
Aimer, who had been waiting after receiving a call in advance, opened her eyes wide and looked at Gaon, who was walking precariously like a pilgrim carrying a cross.
“No, you didn’t turn the organization, you turned the bank?”
“Enough with the nonsense, get ready to go.”
“I don’t know if there will be any space.”
Gaon, who had tied Anima to the bed of a pickup truck, threw a probe at Aimer.
“Run along the path Dobby shows you.”
* * *
The next morning.
As soon as he heard the news of the attack, Tae-yeop, who had arrived at Hwasik, unconsciously bit his molars. The blood stains on the wall told him how much he had played the night before.
“So this is why so many people were affected?”
That too―
“To one person.”
You could tell just by looking at the path. From the fountain to the kitchen, and then to the dumbwaiter. The opponent was clever and agile. You could tell just by the footprints left on the floor.
“Is the weapon a fist?”
A smile spread across Tae-yeop’s lips as he followed the graves of his subordinates and tried to deduce the movements of the intruder. He had already reached a certain level and the concept of excitement had disappeared. He had virtually no opponents that could be called his rivals.
Although he didn’t even practice on purpose to appease his boredom, his natural talent even accepted such laziness. Just breathing made him stronger, so boredom was like a friend to Tae-yeop.
To him, this change was extremely interesting.
The fact that the other party had taken Croft didn’t really matter.
Wouldn’t it be okay if I just brought it?
Bam-
Suddenly, a bullet without a single dent or corner is caught in the barrel. A lump of lead that has retained its original shape even after leaving the gun barrel. It looks as if it stopped in midair and rolled down.
Tae-yeop’s shoulders, which had been staring intently, slowly shook.
And as he turned his head and looked around, he eventually arrived at one truth.
There are no bullet marks on the wall.
This means that the gunfire has become useless in the hands of an intruder.
It was a rare article even in the underworld. If you were a person from another organization, you would probably think it was absurd and guess that some kind of technology was involved, but Tae-Yup was different. He was a member of Ryung-Yeong, an old-fashioned group that tried to interpret the remnants of the past with modern knowledge.
I have also witnessed the completion of some of it.
“Have you completed your achievements beyond the art, and at that, by an outsider, not a member of Ryongying?”
The spring picked up the bullet and licked its surface with its tongue.
“Wow, what an interesting opponent I’ve found.”