Chapter 66
Chapter 66 . Capturing Kwak-jung’s heart (pt . 2) “Huh?”
“Hey, do you know this guy?”
“Oi, who the hell are you?”
“Why? Do you have something you need?”
A 17 years old high schooler this year, Kwak Jung-mi smirked and smoked .
‘Both are heavy smokers… What a wonderful family . ’
Because they looked so similar, Kang Chul-in was immediately able to recognize Kwak-jung’s younger sister .
‘As long as I get her, Kwak-jung is practically mine . ’
It was an opport“Kuuhh~ I was hungry too . This old guy, at least he takes care of my food well . ”
Kwak-jung spoke naturally .
“So, what is it for dinner today? It can’t be seaweed soup again, right? Yeah, there’s no way, right? It’s not like my birthday is every day of the year (Korean’s often drink seaweed soup on their birthday)…”
“Today we have meat and radish soup . ”
The guard, who had gotten pretty close to him, spoke .
“Oh? Great! But the hospital’s food is pretty bland…Whatever . Oh . Can you pass me the water over there? My throat kind of hurts . ”
“Sigh…why is someone tied up ordering me around…”
The guard muttered, but started moving towards the bottle of water, and stretched his hand towards it .
‘Now!’
And at that moment, Kwak-jung moved like lightning .
POW!
And Kwak-jung’s fist hit the backside of a guard .
“What is this sound…”
The guard getting the water turned around…
“AGH!”
But hot food spilled over him .
‘Quick!’
Kwak-jung searched the insides of the pockets of the fainted guard and took the USP pistol .
And while the other guard was only half-conscious because of the hot food that had spilled over him…
BANG! BANG!
And with two shots, the titanium chains broke .
‘NICE!’
‘But from now on, it’s even more important . ’
Kwak-jung took his pistol and stood behind the door .
Tap, Tap .
He heard the sound of footsteps from far away .
‘It must be because of the gunshots . ’
The gunshots were louder than expected . Although they had silencers on it, it still made a loud sound .
‘Will he open the door? If he does, I’ll be able to catch him off guard . ’
Kwak-jung simulated what was going to happen next in his head and heightened his senses as much as possible .
Creak…
The door opened .
‘NOW!’
Kwak-jung spun his body from behind the door and pointed the pistol at the intruder .
“Put your hands… HUK!”
Kwak-jung was surprised twice in that moment .
First, he was surprised that the man that appeared was the ‘monster’ like man .
And he was also surprised that he had been disarmed, with the ‘monster’ moving his hand like lightning, and rendering the gun useless by moving the ‘slide’ of the gun to the way back .
‘WHAT THE F*CK?’
“It seems like pointing a gun at someone who came to visit you is the trend now?”
Kang Chul-in said, smirking .
“Oh god, why…”
Kwak-jung’s face was filled with despair .