episode_0544

Just as there are many handsome men with plastic surgery that resemble Do Ji-hwan in Gangnam, Seoul.

There are quite a few people with similar abilities as goblins.

In Korea, goblins are evil villains, but even if they are villains, there are people who sympathize with their actions and thoughts.

And that kind of empathy sometimes becomes ‘imitation.’

Admiration and admiration for someone leads to the desire to imitate that person, and I am taking advantage of that right now.

[Where did you get that blood?]

“Kkkk…!”

Everyone I met in the plastic surgery basement took something out of their arms.

“Ready for battle!!”

Both the driver and the staff member wearing white protective clothing who was pulling the cart were holding stick-like sticks in their hands.

[indeed. Is it a club for suppression?]

Puzzle!

It was not a Danso, but an electric shock device.

Blue electricity flashes in the darkness, threatening to destroy me.

[Even if you have special abilities, if you are not immune to electricity, you will lose consciousness from electric shock. Especially if you have special abilities with low magical power.]

“I don’t know who you’re explaining this to, but why are the Hwalbindang attacking us!”

[Because it’s Hwalbindang.]

The other person misunderstands me as a Hwalbindang.

It has to be that way.

The goblin is dead, and if you ask them to think of the person behind the man wearing a hanbok who looks like the Grim Reaper, nine times out of ten they will think of Hwalbindang.

Even if it is said that the face is ‘without a mask’, it would be more embarrassing if the face is revealed openly.

“Ugh, you…! If you’ve come all the way here because you had a bad surgery…!”

“No, that can’t be possible! There is no way that plastic surgery can go wrong for someone with special abilities!”

“Uh…?”

The employees were confused.

This is probably possible because they personally selected those who were put on the operating table while performing the surgery.

[After having surgery on someone else’s face, did your life get any better?]

“……Do Ji-hwan?”

[okay.]

Bah!

I took one step forward and swung the bat at the head of the driver in front.

“Wow!”

The driver was thrown into the car while holding a stun gun.

His body fell limp, and the electric shock gun he had turned on before he fell went under his body.

It’s so scary!!

A light of shock rose from below, and the driver trembled like an eel.

I thought he might have died from electric shock due to the concussion, but he did not die.

Not yet.

“Hey, call me! I quickly called and said that Do Ji-hwan is a talented person…! It’s called Hwalbindang!!”

“What, what?! Why Taegeuk Watch…! Why doesn’t the villain alarm go off?!”

[Don’t you think that’s noisy?]

I immediately turned to the panicking doctors and approached them at a leisurely pace.

[I feel this ringing sound every time, but I think it’s a nuisance.]

“Ugh, ugh! Die!!”

[You can’t believe you’re telling someone to die. That means.]

The tip of the electric shock gun is pointed straight at me.

[You mean I can kill you too, right?]

“?!”

I lightly twist my body to the side to avoid being aimed at the solar plexus, and just pull my wrist.

Squeeze!

The tip of the electric shock device pierced the doctor’s solar plexus.

The doctor rolled his eyes and trembled, so I backed away from him and aimed the bat at the other doctor.

[You are next.]

“Ugh, wow!!”

The doctor was frightened, abandoned his companion, turned and ran backwards.

Even throwing away the cart he had brought, he ran toward the place he had come from.

“Wow!”

Did I see a ghost?

He was about to open the door and run into the building, but he collapsed on the spot.

“Hee, hee hee!!”

“What is it? Why are you freaking out like you’re seeing someone like a ghost?”

The person who appeared beyond the open door was Yoon Hye-ra, a woman wearing a black dress.

“Uh, how can I survive?!”

“You know me, right? ah. I’m a plastic surgeon, so I understand. Well, I do have a pretty face. Didn’t everyone ask you to get plastic surgery like my face?”

Since we are currently on a mission, we should call it ‘gunggi’-

” This is ‘Black Flame Majujak’.”

“Ugh!! Save me! I don’t like whole roast!!”

“…When did I burn a whole person to death?”

Phew.

Hye-ra Yoon put the heel of her shoe exactly under the doctor’s chin.

The doctor rolled his eyes and collapsed, flopping down without even moaning.

“Anyway, with the frame.”

[Aren’t you just saying too much that you will be captured and mentally remodeled?]

“Really? Then I’m sorry. It’s been a while since I went on a rampage, so I have new feelings.”

Hye-ra Yoon extended her left hand forward.

“It’s been a while since I used real fireworks like this, so I’m having a hard time controlling my mind?”

[Isn’t it usually called strength control? Or in your case, fire control.]

“What do you say? What I’m best at is cooking. Is there any other woman who can control fire as well as me?”

Hwareuk.

When Yoon Hye-ra ignited a spark, light began to sparkle brightly in the underground parking lot, which had been filled with only darkness.

“Look at this. If I hadn’t been able to control the fire, the light would have exploded and there would have been chaos.”

[you.]

I grabbed the three we had subdued, dragged them and threw them into the trunk of the car, then walked up to Hye-ra Yoon and placed my hand on her head.

[I’m so upset because I want to burn it down.]

“So, it means controlling. It hasn’t exploded yet, so you can explode soon.”

Before the surprise prank, Yoon Hye-ra smiled and squinted like a child full of anticipation.

“A commercial building in the middle of Gangnam, right? ”

[…….]

“Why?”

[I think it will be much more than 10 billion won.]

“What? Haha, oppa, it’s really funny to see you make jokes sometimes. What is 10 billion won for a commercial building in Gangnam, Seoul?”

When Yoon Hye-ra smiled with such a straight face, I couldn’t help but feel bitter.

“Maybe it’s Busan.”

[…….]

A world where the entire plastic surgery building near Gangnam Station is worth 2 billion won just because it’s not the capital.

For those who own real estate in Seoul, this is the world of apocalypse itself.

“Then, where should we see the smuggled goods of doctors who suck the blood of people in Seoul and build buildings in Busan?”

And in that world of the end of the law, the deeds of those who take advantage of people’s desires and suck money like mosquitoes are laid out before us.

“Wow, I picked a lot.”

blood.

Blood.

Red liquid flowing through human body.

It’s not a glass tube, but a large storage container like a kimchi container, and it’s loaded onto a cart.

“How do I do this? Should I burn it?”

[I see doctors classified people by blood type. Still, I think it would be better to burn it. Looking at the internal state, it seems to be mixed.]

You can tell without having to open the lid.

This wide container does not contain a pure single serving, whether it is a small glass tube or a blood transfusion pack, but rather all the blood extracted from the human body is collected and pounded into the pot like pouring soy sauce into a crock pot.

“Keuuugh….”

A doctor who had fallen next to the car wakes up with a groan.

It was a doctor who looked at Hye-ra Yoon and frowned, and Hye-ra Yoon and I approached him.

“Hee, hee hee…! Ears, ghosts…!”

[I said it was Sipsonbi who was passing by. In fact, it is a goblin.]

“Goblin…Do Ji-hwan? Then, Baek Seol-hee could not be…”

[Even if you think about it, it doesn’t make much sense. Because what you say here will not be conveyed to anyone, whether it is Sunshade or the government.]

“Now, wait a minute!!”

The doctor reaches out to me with an urgent and desperate look.

“Do you even know how much this blood costs?!”

[What about 2 million won per liter?]

“…How do I get the price?”

[Where there is supply and demand, there is a market, and understanding the market is the easiest way for our organization to obtain information.]

I lightly tapped the rectangular kimchi container with my hand.

[Did you collect blood from a customer who fainted during plastic surgery? This is how the blood flowing from grinding the face or tearing the skin is collected.]

“Well, that’s…”

[Not only the blood generated during surgery, but also blood was collected separately. Was I wrong?]

“…….”

The doctor doesn’t answer.

“You, you guys….”

It seems like he is furiously analyzing the situation in his head and trying to find a way to survive, but with a brain smart enough to become a doctor, there is only one outcome.

“I knew everything….”

[of course. The information power of the organization is the best in the world.]

I raised the bat above the doctor’s head.

[I already knew that you were using the blood taken during surgery for human trafficking.]

“K, ugh…!”

[I also know a place that sells this.]

It will be distributed all over the world, and some of it will be passed on to those who desperately want to achieve something using Korean blood.

[Performing rituals with the blood of Koreans, drinking the blood, making seonjit soup with the blood and drinking it, or mixing the blood with herbal medicine. Or transfuse that blood directly into the body.]

“…….”

[Blood is sold overseas for millions of won just because kimchi has a premium. As it is an export product, there is no benefit. Isn’t that right?]

“Well, if you know that…”

[It is human trafficking and smuggling.]

Baaah.

I hit the doctor on the head one more time.

Juruk.

I put a little too much force into my hand, and red blood started to flow down my head next to my ear.

“What is it? Did you kill him already?”

[…He’s not dead. It’s just that the head is a little broken.]

“Aha. Me again. I thought they were going to kill the doctors because their faces were stolen.”

[I won’t kill you. You’re a doctor, right? It is not right to kill engineers who are helpful to society.]

I threw the three inside the trunk of the van, where the cart was supposed to be loaded.

[Since I specialize in plastic surgery, I should use my skills later, whether it’s treating burn scars or doing something related to plastic surgery. Lift the barrier.]

“Oh.”

Yoon Hye-ra’s eyes sparkled and she put her hands together.

“Is it okay to do this?”

[of course.]

I pointed to the top of the van and lightly climbed into the driver’s seat.

[Burn it down. This whole building.]

Kwa——!!!

In the basement of a 20-story building at Gangnam Station, an unidentified explosion followed by a large fire broke out and engulfed the entire building.

Like a miracle.

A fire with no casualties.