The S-Classes That I Raised

The location where Song Tae-won was located was where the slope was located. The floor slopes obliquely toward the fence to see if the ground has been cleared. The rocks, which are as rounded and trimmed as possible, roll faster as they begin to speed up.

Choking, the bullet pops up and the Saint pulls the trigger. The transceiver rolled forward with precise timing. The shooting direction was low as expected, but this time the bullet bounced off the rocks only.

A rolling Song Tae-won gently bounces back to the back of the rock. One day, the fence was in front of my nose. Song Tae Won's body twirls.

Kung!

Strongly filled the rock. However, it collides with the fence in an instant, with more force applied to the rocks that were speeding up.

Quad Yip!

A fragment of a wooden fence splattered up and a stone flew towards the sacred offerings while the view was obscured. This time, Sang-hyun fired a gun that was loading instead of avoiding. Puck! The stone that was shot with the sound rolls down the degur. Even though it was a stone-throwing medium that was thrown by human power, it was even smaller in speed than normal. Nevertheless, it was a remarkable shooting skill that hit with just one foot.

The Sang-hyeong who dropped the stone reloaded straight away, but the Song Tae-won had already fled to the back of the nearby building.

“I'm uncomfortable with the aphrodisiacs. ”

If you could use the skill, you could blow it into a little house like that. But this sensation was also not bad at the moment. While keeping his eyes open from the place where Song Tae Won was hiding, Seonghyun put a bullet in his rifle with a relaxing hand twist.

“Stop coming out of the bushes, Rabbit. ”

I don't have a hunting dog to drive. But Song Tae Won didn't move quickly. The shrugged saint takes out two bullets and hears them. He then weaves the bullet with a rope to make it heavy and throws it to the roof of the house where Song Tae-won came in. Then he shoots at a bunch of bullets.

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ─!

The flames burst and the roof started to ignite. A shabby house made of straw and wood. In an instant, the fire spreads over the entire roof and the burnt pieces of wood fall down. Ear, bang! The wooden window was broken. Sang-hyun aims his gun at the window, but does not pull the trigger. The chair rolls the dirt floor.

As soon as I saw it, I turned my gaze straight. Another window breaks, a chair pops out, and a large wooden barrel pops out, smashing through the door. It was an act of distraction.

What's next? But suddenly it's quiet.

“Holy shit.”

The saint who was watching the house hurriedly turned his head. A wooden barrel. The barrel that was rolling in the direction of the house where the sacrament stood explodes. The Song Tae-won pops out and starts to run among the scattered wooden fragments.

I didn't throw a wooden barrel. He wore an empty barrel, broke the door, and at the same time hid himself completely in it.

The distance was completely narrowed. Later, the Sang-hyun pulled the trigger, but the Song Tae-won first flew toward the house where the Sang-hyun was. Tang! The bullets grabbed Song Tae-won's leg sharply and entered the house with the door closed.

“ ……. ”

At the break of the door, Song Tae-won rolled over the floor and landed. There was blood on his legs, but there was no problem moving. He raises his body and quickly looks at the darkest interior. I checked the condition of the wire around the entire forearm and climbed the stairs to the second floor.

Even if the streets were narrowed, the disadvantage was still a source of transmission. The moment I lifted my head to the roof, the bullet must have flown. So...

The second floor was close to half the attic. The two pillars supporting the roof were erected and the shape of the calf was widely visible. It didn't look so strong. Song Tae Won picked up a chair in the corner of the second floor. He then swung with all his might toward the pillar.

Bang!

The chair broke and the pillars shook greatly. Seonghyun will quickly notice what Song Tae Won is trying to do. Subsequently, the new chair was swung and the wooden straps and columns were broken. The other pillar swings the table and smashes the remaining two dialysis stones all the way up to the rooftop structures.

Within a few hours, the roof begins to collapse. The walls on the second floor are just as deep as the roof. Song Tae Won's body was nervous and ready to run at any time.

I could not see the image of the Eucharist until the spilled roof was dusted. Song Tae Won's glabella narrowed unconsciously. Of course, he wasn't the one to fall quietly. He quickly leans against the window and looks out carefully. The face of Song Tae-won is scarcely visible beyond the window.

Tang!

The gunshot rings. The bullet passes through the ear of the evaded Transmitter in a hurry.

“Even in an aphrodisiac state, it's about two stories tall. ”

“There is ample possibility of injury to the body today. ”

“Isn't Songtaewon weak compared to his actions? ”

I fired again and hit the window frame. Song Tae-won fell from the window and pushed the remains of the roof towards the window. He then grabbed the broken column and stabbed the wall under the window with all his might. Strong, cracked on the wall with a sound. The walls next to the windows are also tapped to reveal the inside of the second floor of the smasher.

The Sang-hyeong, who was aiming at the gun, pulled the trigger, but the Song Tae-won hid behind the rubble of the rapidly piling roof. Then I pushed the rubble as hard as I could.

Excellent, with a pile of debris, Song Tae-won fell down outside the second floor. Roof debris mixed with straw, dirt, and trees gently prevented successive flights of bullets. Buried in a pile of debris, a lander raises his body defending his head with a wire twisted arm. Seeing it, the Sanheon raised his mouth.

“I don't think I'm willing to give up. ”

“Nothing.”

A humble answer came back. The spacing between the two should be only a few metres. One room was in a position to take the risk, giving strength to the two legs that Song Tae-won buried in Jeepura.

Keep your head out with your arms. The bullet was the least injured because it would be difficult to pierce the wire. The chest area lifts up the plank and defends it. Even if you are shot through a plate, you can avoid fatal injuries as long as the force is counteracted. The bridge was still buried, so it was safe.

All you have to do is avoid fatal injuries and ignore both legs and one arm. Immediately after being shot and hit, he jumps to the crack of loading.

A cool silence descended between the two. Gunfire will be a flare. The sacrament flickers a little bit at the finger of the trigger. There was a distinct delight in his curved eyes.

Song Tae Won and Han Yoojin were also trying to help him. They are hitting each other in different directions. So how can we not have fun? Even if the heart died long ago of diarrhoea, the fever would be forced to rise.

“Really.”

I used to say admirably, the fingers of the saint moved. That's how hard it is, but you have to face it.

Taang ─!

A fire emanates from the shotgun that aims exactly at the head of the Song Tae-won. The shot wire plunges and twitches the torso of the Song Tae-won. But it also explodes, ignoring the gluttony of the pushing arm for a moment.

Kung, push the ground as hard as you can without missing that short gap in reloading. Looking at the rushing Song Tae-won, Sang-hyun turns the rifle instead of pulling the bolt. The head of the gun is shot down towards the Song Tae-won. One ankle of Song Tae-won twisted greatly, avoiding the craniofacial plate, and stretched out his retracted arm forward.

Puck!

I hit the forearm of the sacrament and the fist of the Song Tae-won. Ji-ik Seong-hyun threw a rifle at Song Tae-won's face as he was pushed back. It was meant to cover my sights rather than attack. At the same time, I swung my feet loudly.

Boong, a sharp kick swiftly flies past the crest of the lowered Song Tae-won, and immediately after, the Song Tae-won reaches as low as the ground. It was an attack aimed at the ankle of the sacrament. If you are struck by a leg that supports your body, you are forced to fall.

Immediately before kicking his ankle, the body of the saint turned back. Before falling, bend your body as if you had fallen back first, touching the ground, whirring, and paying the air allowance. After a light hover with one hand, an upright landing hymn jumps back one foot. The house that burned more than half to his back collapsed with a roaring sound.

Song Tae Won also raised his body and looked at the Eucharist. The light of the blazing fire reddens the pale hair. It was much more pronounced and clear than usual.

“Isn't it fun? ”

Song Tae Won didn't answer. But his chest was clearly beating. Pretending desperately not to know it, Song Tae Won rushed back to the Eucharist. It looks like you're about to launch a frontal assault.

Argh!

Pull the floor deeply with your toes, stopping sharply. The pieces of wood and sand that scattered the mountains soared toward the sacred offerings. With the opponent's gaze covered, Song Tae-won aims for his side and swings his foot. It was a kind of gamble I expected to avoid sideways. If he avoids it in the direction he is aiming for, he will be priced exactly in the abdomen.

However, as if he was expecting everything, he turned around in the opposite direction and blew a low-kick. As you can see through the location and movement of the Song Tae-won,

Puck!

I dug into the bridge of the Song Tae-won as if the toes of the sacrament were sucked in. Without forcing his body to bend, Song Tae-won rolls over the ground. He became earthy and opened the street, and stood up and looked at the sacred offering.

“Didn't your combat foresight skills also disappear? Or just luck. ”

“I'm afraid so.”

It was instinct, not skill. But I could feel it. He lowered the leg that Seonghyun had raised and stepped down towards Song Tae-won.

“Precision will be lower than usual. ”

Once again, the building walls burst into flames. Sang-hyeong looked up at the sky.

“It's a cloudy day. ”

It won't rain soon. Song Tae Won swallowed his breath briefly. The opponent is not easy to deal with before or now. So it was even sweeter. I wanted you to rebel with all your might. And if he was defeated, he wished to be pressed with certainty. Unbelievably foolish.

Nevertheless, he would continue to have the same heart. As long as he doesn't abandon his doubts and anxieties about Song Tae-won.

In the heat of the outbreak, the two of them stumbled again. Arms and fists, legs and arms hit and fell a few times. Without a plausible burner, only the ground was dug up and beaten.

“Try harder. ”

He pulled up to his back muscles and blew his fist and laughed. His neck was faintly wet with sweat. The flying ash clings to the cheeks and barely covers the field of view.

Song Tae Won also took a little rough breath. He rolled over his uncovered clavicle and sweated and scattered in a violent movement. It was extremely difficult to attack the Sanctuary. Even though the accuracy was lower than the battle forecast, he nevertheless easily anticipated, avoided, and counteracted the attack.

If so, I was forced to avoid it, even if I expected it. Song Tae Won gave up the technical movement. Instead, I cling to the sacrament.

“Argh.”

I dug up the side of the Song Tae-won's fist. A new voice came out of the spiteful stabbing attack, but it was pushed using the whole body to bind the sacrament's arm with its own arm.

Kung! The two bodies are one, but they tangle to the ground. I was also troubled by the attitude of the Song Tae-won who came into the barracks. The kidneys were more predominant, but the overall body was difficult to favour.

Towards the sacramental rite of departure, the transvestite blows a fist that is not properly positioned. He struck the bottom of his fist with his cheek, and he also broke his knee. With the sound of puck, Song Tae-won's glare frowns. I feel enough pain to squirm my bones, but I ignore them and punch them again.

The two men who were rolling down the floor fell towards the collapsed building. In the crack where the ash rises, Seonghyeong took Song Tae-won and put his face into his head. Puck! The Song Tae-won, who snorted in front of me, hardened his wink. I did not miss it, but the sacrament raised the prestige of the Song Tae-won with all its might.

“Ugh!”

Even Song Tae-won, who was stubborn enough, couldn't stand it this time. He flew back and twisted the neck of the fallen Song Tae-won's forearm. Then he stabs the dagger in the shoulder, whichever he pulls. The blade twists and one arm of the Song Tae-won stretches axially.

“Then Mr. Song Tae Won. ”

The drawn dagger drops the blood and raises it high.

Tang!

A gunshot goes off. The bullet is stuck at the foot of the sacrament and lowers the gun that Han Eugene aimed at.

“It's up to me. ”