Chapters Chapter 161. Breakthrough (pt. 3) (1/2)
“S-Stop! Don’t come close!”
“Try and 'chop' me then.”
“Don’t… don’t come any clo---, kuk...”
But ignoring Abubakar's pleas, Kang Chul-In grabbed his throat.
“Hmm… you look kind of familiar.”
Kang Chul-In tilted his head.
“...!”
“Where have I seen your…”
At that moment, Kang Chul-In’s eyes narrowed. He had remembered something.
“Ah. That’s right.”
“...!”
“Are you not...”
“W-What are you…”
“A terrorist?”
“...!”
“I remember seeing you on the news.”
Of course, it was hard not to know Abubakar’s face.
Why wouldn’t he?
Anyone somewhat interested in the media would have come across Abubakar’s face at least once in the news.
And,
“Your bounty… wasn't it 20 million dollars?”
Abubakar had a ridiculous bounty on him.
Of course, even though Abubakar wasn’t as infamous as Osama Bin Laden or Baruk Al-Yusuf, 20 million dollars wasn’t a small number.
“And if I remember correctly… just bringing your corpse was 20 million dollars?”
Kang Chul-In’s eyes started to shine.
It was greed for money! He needed money!
“T-That…”
Before this, Abubakar didn’t know what fear meant.
I-I’m going to… die?
Although he had hurt countless innocents through killing, r.a.p.e, terrorism and other things, Abubakar himself had never been subject to these activities. He had always been the predator.
But,
I-I’m afraid… A-Am I really going to die?
The man in front of him, Kang Chul-In, was different.
“20 million dollars, huh.”
Kang Chul-In’s grabbed Abubakar’s neck even harder.
“P-Please…”
Abubakar begged.
In front of Kang Chul-In, he was just a coward wearing the mask of a terrorist.
“I don’t know why you went around rampaging when this is all you’ve got.”
Kang Chul-In stared at Abubakar in disgust.
Even Orlean, who had previously been a street performer in Paris, wasn’t as bad as this.
At least he had the dignity of a Lord.
Though he didn’t have the power to defend his territory, which is arguably the most important thing for a lord, he was still a man who knew his responsibilities.
Because of this, Kang Chul-In had let him go, under the excuse that Sheville Polansky’s messenger had come.
“A villain like you makes me want to throw up.”
To him, it would have been better if Abubakar had said, ”I’m the terrorist that everyone’s afraid of, so I don’t care!” But that wasn’t what Abubakar said. If not for the bounty, he wouldn’t be talking to him like this in the first place.
“Goodbye.”
“N-No…!”
But Kang Chul-In was swift, and decisive.
Pak!
Abubakar’s head hit the ground.
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At the same time, 15km away from the Bittermoon territory---
“You bastards!”
A large draconian, Drakan, shouted before jumping into the troops of Anatolia.
“Ahhh!”
“Kuhuk…”
Whenever Drakan swung his greatsword, soldiers fell like leaves.
At that moment.
-Allahu Akbar!
A man whose body was glowing red started to run towards Drakan.
“General Drakan!”
Lucia shouted, before dashing towards Drakan.
“You dare!”
Lucia jumped in between the suicide bombing soldier and Drakan, putting up Aegis.
At that moment, the explosion occurred.
Bang!
With a large noise, Lucia was pushed back half a step, but that was it. Her defense was truly impenetrable.
“Thank you, secretary!”
Drakan laughed, showing his thanks.