Mercenary Black Mamba

Either people's hero or a chief knight was good, but the pleasure of killing the strongest man made him so proud. Although the chief knight was ordered to secure the woman, he would be in danger if he held a hostage in front of a superpower who crushed Ubiksa.

After Seunek notified him that the enemy was Black Mamba, he analyzed the psychological loopholes and succeeded in a good way. Maslov was infinitely proud of himself. The last look in his eyes bothered him, but the holy spear was a weapon that killed god. There was nothing to worry about.

"Oh, damn it!"

Maslov punched the wheel. The low-fuel gauge made him feel bad. With 70 km left from the border, he was held back. Maslov glanced up at the sky and was greatly embarrassed.

It made matters worse. The Development Headquarters flew the gazelle so quickly than expected. Maslov stepped on the accelerator. There was no other way but to run.

"Ulaid!"

The moment Cape Albert came into his sight, Maslov's face took on life. The man on the dockyard Ballard was waving a red hat. He was a helper sent by the organization. The jeep headed inside the fishbowl.

The man waved his hands eagerly. It was sign language. "Attract them with a high-speed boat. Go to the market." He immediately turned the steering wheel and headed to the market.

A jet boat suddenly departed from a gap in a fishing boat that was densely anchored at the dock. The boat leaped out into a wide lake, leaving a white trail as if it was playing a game of catching me if you can.

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"Mr. Dubaiburupa! Mr. Dubaiburupa!"

Zulu shook Black Mamba at a loss. The king of Novatopia, the immortal god, was subjected to the devil's weapon. He couldn't think of anything as if his head was empty.

"Stop shaking, man. I'm going to convulse," Black Mamba whispered as he opened his eyes widely.

"Fuck!"

Startled, Zulu quickly receded.

"I knew it."

Sun Woo-hyun smiled. Who was the Lord? The reason why he was undefeated was that his physical ability was supported by a clever brain and undefeated mind. If an older man caught him, there would be hundreds of strong people who would wail from underground.

"Hey, older man must run away, right?"

"Yeah, he started the jeep in advance. Ariba and the headquarter security staff tried to catch him, but they were a step late."

"I'm in trouble if he gets caught..."

Zulu, who was listening quietly, frowned. He interrupted the event of great Dubaiburupa by throwing his precious knife!

"Mr. Dubaiburupa, I am an ignorant child..."

Zulu slumped to his knees. Black Mamba waved his hand.

"Don't worry. He's not an easy catch. By the way, what the hell is this? Is it the ambassador of costume's cane?"

Black Mamba frowned, holding the cane. The bullet was nothing, but the tentacles that were stretching like three roots from the cane were stuck in the abdomen and dug into the tissues.

Woo-hyun was quick-witted even if he didn't see anything. He hugged bloody Black Mamba and yelled at him, "Zulu, clean up little squirt!"

"Yes!"

Band! Zulu fired a shot blank.

"The special advisor is injured. The approaching man is considered to be an enemy, so kill them unconditionally."

Zulu swung a pistol with a ferocious face. Employees of the development headquarters stepped down. Only bloodstains and the buzz of employees remained where Woo-hyun and others had disappeared.

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Sun Woo-hyun ran to the suite on the fourth floor, not an emergency room. He placed Black Mamba on the bed and cut the clothes with Pangge.

"Oh, it hurts so bad!"

Black Mamba exaggerated in pain. Woo-hyun pretended like he didn't hear but cut off everything, even his underwear. If god-level Black Mamba died after being hit by a few pistols, he had to die by a BB gun.

"Wakil, if you walk out of the door in the next few days, don't even try a lie."

Woo-hyun pointed to his forehead, which turned red as if he had been flicked. It was an iron head that bounced the bullet! He was speechless.

"Dude, it would still be hurt if you get spanking."

Black Mamba looked at him sharply and then he sat down in lotus position.

"Holy, he is absolutely a luxury good. I may fall in love with him," said Woo-hyun in his mind.

Woo-hyun stared at his naked body. A luxury good that couldn't even search Nice Beach all year round got a scratch. The value of Goryeo Celadon that got a scratch lowered its price, but the warrior's wound was a medal. It was the aesthetics of the strong.

The bronze skin painted with blood and strong muscles with embedded parabellum bullets were insanely sexy. Even the dark cane on his abdomen seemed a majestic warrior accessory. Woo-hyun was in a semiconscious condition. Zulu stepped back from him.

Gongjinpa rose like a dense wave. When deuteronion joined Gongjinpa, a brilliant sunset glow was emitted.

The bullets on his chest fell on the mattress. The bullet, that couldn't penetrate the muscle was comparable to the F3 class bulletproof suit and was crushed so badly that the shape couldn't be recognized.

"Oh, God!"

Zulu fell flat on the floor. He was the same as Allah's incarnation from the East and Dubaiburupa. It was blessed. Humans were irrational beings who served even the image of a god carved with wood, strange trees, and delicacies such as snakes and scorpions as gods. Humans who witnessed the transfer of god directly could not help but fall in love.

"Zulu!"

Woo-hyun winked at the door. Zulu held MP5 silently and moved out through the door. Woo-hyun also pulled out Glock and mounted the guard. The treatment was up to the Lord, but the guard was up to him.

Black Mamba's face was filled with sweat. The cane and bullets were out of his body, but he fixed his posture as if he had put down roots. The glow of the sunset deepened. The cane also vibrated with a whining sound.

Black Mamba was in a life-and-death battle. The cane produced biological tentacles to break down cells. The deuterium and Gongjinpa repaired the destroyed tissues and pushed the tentacles out of the body.

"What!"

Woo-hyun inhaled a breath. The black cane turned its color to green. The length was also halved and turned into a small stick. The cane, no, the stick popped out and fell on the floor.

The silent and terrible fight ended, but the new one began. Epidium's gene, which received information on severe tissue damage, generated a large amount of dynorphin and regenerator. Regenerators combined with dynorphin had begun to repair damaged tissue.

Cell growth factors were bound to the basal cells of the basal membrane of the epidermal layer and fibroblasts of the dermis. Damaged cells were broken down into elemental units and became materials for a new cell to multiply.

Shhh! His body burned up like a blast furnace. The increasing of rapid cell division and mass proliferation began. The cavity created by the bullet quickly healed and the proliferated cells covered the abdomen pierced by the cane to prevent further infection and subcutaneous damage.

"Fuck it up. I'm going to die because of hunger," Black Mamba opened his eye suddenly and grumbled.

He was very hungry like the time when he woke up at Wolsong Mountain. Woo-hyun looked like a big chicken. Hunger was natural as organizational restoration consumed a great deal of energy.

"Wakil, I'm going to the cafeteria."

Woo-hyun stepped back. Fluffy hair rose like a nightmare.

"No, it's okay. Bring all the C-rations. Let's get an elephant at night."

Black Mamba jumped up and put his clothes on.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Creating something from nothing and pupa slipped out its skin."

"What do you mean?" Woo-hyun unknowingly asked and flinched.

He wanted to slap himself with his dumb question. Of course, he started to nag him.

"What do you know after being a brigadier general? Dude, please study. It will be good for you."

"Damn it. I am not qualified to study," said Woo-hyun in his mind.

Woo-hyun frowned.

"Ariba and others saw the incident. Black Mamba got serious injuries and Ooparts was taken away by the wrong guy. The rumors will spread in all directions, right?"

"Uh-ha!"

The interjection popped out from Woo-hyun's mouth. Wakil used his body and Ooparts to fake people out. The U.S. militaries and hyenas would focus on Dupin while Wakil made time and space to hide. It was probably because of her.

"The U.S. military is not a fool. By now, they must have identified our track record and entered coordinates in MLRS and ATACMS. What happens when a cruiser docked in Dar es Salaam flies all of the tomahawks?"

"I didn't think enough."

Woo-hyun was horrified. He didn't think of it even after being brutally bombarded several times in the jungle of Ituri. The U.S. could do that no matter what.

"Another reason is to bring out the dark forces. The world is not everything as it looks. I've had a sticky feeling of attention and I've read it today from the guy who copied Dupin's body today."

"What? He copied Dupin?"

Buttonhole-like eyes opened like frog eyes.

"Chief Dupin will be somewhere as a dead body. His fight was not good, but he had a superpower to mimic other person's body and memory."

"Whoa!"

Woo-hyun shuddered. Dupin, who had a morning greeting yesterday, was not a Dupin. The lord could recognize the transformation, but he could not.

If he copied the lord and fired the gun or stabbed him with a knife, he had to cross the Jordan river without a counterattack. Many strange things crawled out and a real ghost appeared. He got goosebumps all the way.

"That kind of miscellaneous work is surprising, but it doesn't affect our work."

Black Mamba was nonchalant.

"Wakil, what happened to the surgery?"

"Nothing to worry about it. He didn't even enter the operation room. I'm sure he did something after the surgery."

Black Mamba had finished explaining to that extent. He saved Boniface's honor and didn't need to hear Pil-Su's nagging. Hae Young's safety was important. He didn't care about Ooparts.

"What should I do with this unlucky thing?"

Sun Woo-hyun winked at the small stick that rolled on the carpet with his quaint eyes. He acted like he was reluctant to touch it.

"Bring it!"

Woo-hyun caught a stick rolling on the floor.

"Oops!"

The stick didn't budge. He sweated and worked hard, but it didn't move.

"What happened to this?"

"You are almost over. Because you look only for women and do not take the training, you can't even hold a club smaller than the horse's tail. Tsk, tsk!"

Black Mamba nagged him. He was good at everything, but he lacked self-management.

"I'm going to die because of his nagging," said Woo-hyun in his mind.

Woo-hyun's eyes suffused with tears. The particularly confident master was coldhearted.

"Come to me!"

Black Mamba reached out his hand. He had a groundless conviction that he would get it if he called. The green stick floated and was caught by Black Mamba's hand.

"What the fuck!"

Woo-hyun's eyes were about to pop out. He knew the lord's power but couldn't know that he could lift a heavy weight. Then how did Dupin carry that thing? Was Woo-hyun really weak? His head felt dizzy.

Black Mamba held up the stick with both hands. As if he had been familiar with it for a long time, the sense of unity ran on his nerves.

"My teacher said, in the distant past, there was an existence fighting against the dead. So if you climb to heaven with a bright bead, you will be Bali. It was called Asura if you enter hell with knives, Geumgangjeo, whips, and three amazing weapons that smash the evil herd. This was the true weapon of Asura, the Geumgangjeo, also called Balsara, that flew into the uncivilized continent during the mythological period."

The small stick, no, Balsara, vibrated joyfully. Black Mamba felt a strong scent of fate. He could handle Rakshasa and Balsara because of the billion's water armor from Caparuza.

"I'm going to fall in love with you!" said Woo-hun in his mind.

Woo-hyun watched the scene like falling in love.

"Come out!"

He pushed Gongjinpa into Balsara. A long blade rose from the end of the short peak. No, the light rose. He swung it gently. A large refrigerator 10 meters away split in half without a sound.

"Wow! It's incredible!"

Sun Woo-hyun was shaking. The sword in martial arts and movies appeared in front of his eyes. What kind of existence could stop the sword?

"The world is full of Tao and the foundation of Tao is balance. It means that there is a corresponding enemy when given forces and objects go against common sense."

"I'm just following you, Wakil. What are you going to do with the escaper?"

"It's a precious object that's not worth living for. Since he gave me a present, so I'll kill him nicely. Hahaha!"

Black Mamba laughed in dry.

"It's so scary!"

"I'm scared of myself, too. Get in!"

Balsara disappeared. No, it was absorbed by Black Mamba's hand. Sun Woo-hyun shook his head. He was familiar with this situation because it happened often. If god existed, the Lord would be his god.

"Men, I was fatally wounded."

Black Mamba reminded him again.

"I see what you mean."

Sun Woo-hyun bowed politely. The Lord saved his life, gave him strength, and showed him a new world. It didn't matter if he was a human or god. He was a great soul who was small-minded like himself...

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