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Lee Dong-cheol was about to rub the back of the head that was about to break. But I couldn't.

“What, what kind of bastard…!”

Lee Dong-cheol was unable to speak. It was then that he remembered before he lost his mind.

“Ok.”

It felt like the back of my head was falling off. Lee Dong-cheol looked around him. His comrades were lying in the same way as him.

His wrists and ankles were overlapped and tied tightly. In this way, he will never move.

“Hey, wake up. Wake up!”

Lee Dong-cheol woke up his colleagues by shouting in a low voice. It would be difficult to get caught, so once he got up, he had to somehow untie the string and run away.

He began to wake up one by one with a moan.

And just at that moment, Hajin Kang came in.

“Damn it.”

Lee Dong-cheol was very annoyed. It seemed that he was hiding and watching the road somehow. Otherwise, it wouldn't come out in such a good time.

Lee Dong-cheol shut his mouth for a moment. It's not good to talk too much at times like this. You should not provoke your opponent as much as possible, and you should save this information as much as possible.

“You will die anyway.”

Hajin Kang said as if declaring. Lee Dong-cheol did not believe those words. But he had to pretend he was surprised. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Ha-jin Kang.

“I don’t believe it.”

Kang Ha-jin said calmly and put down the weapons they were using one by one in front of Lee Dong-cheol and the others.

“I am looking for the person who made this.”

Lee Dong-cheol forced a smile and said.

“I bought it on the black market.”

A smile formed on Hajin Kang's lips. But that smile was somehow creepy. Lee Dong-cheol swallowed dry saliva without knowing it.

“If you knew that, you would.”

When I was too docile to admit it, I felt a terrible sense of incongruity.

“Then tell me who might know it. We only need to talk to two people per person. Name, contact information, address. You can say anything about that person.”

Hajin Kang said so, took out his smartphone and started recording.

A quick-witted man spoke quickly.

“Joonggi! 010-####-1346! I don't know the address! I am managing Rose in Bucheon! And Im Cheon-gu!”

“Hey, Kim Young-han! 010··········!”

He was pouring out words from all over the place with the Junggu Heating. Hearing this, Lee Dong-cheol made an absurd expression.

“You idiots!”

There is no way you can live like this. No, on the contrary, if you blow information like that, your chances of surviving are lower.

Lee Dong-cheol was convinced by seeing Kang Ha-jin's calm eyes. This guy is said to have gone through an unspeakable chaos.

“You better tell me what you know. If you want to die in peace.”

Kang Ha-jin slapped Lee Dong-cheol on the bottom of his neck. Magical power entered and paralyzed his vocal cords. Now he won't be able to make any sounds unless the magic is gone. Except for the sound of the wind blowing.

“I’ll just show you a taste.”

Ha-jin Kang placed his palm on Lee Dong-cheol's back. And he activated a skill.

No, not one, but three at the same time.

Lee Dong-cheol's eyes widened as if torn. And the veins around his eyes popped open and his eyes were dyed bright red.

The blood vessels all over his body swelled unsightly, and blood rushed to his face, red.

It wasn't the skill that made it that way, it was because he endured the pain.

Exactly 15 seconds later, the skill effect ended.

After a while, Lee Dong-cheol evened his breathing, then scattered the magic of his neck again and returned his sound.

“Wow, what do you want?”

Lee Dong-cheol didn't want to go through this pain again. And now I deeply realized what it was like to die in peace.

If he had been able to make a sound earlier, he would have cried out to kill him. He'd rather just die than suffer like that.

And Lee Dong-cheol's reaction instilled a much deeper fear in the rest of his men.

“Yoo Dong-hoon, you know?”

Lee Dong-cheol nodded his head impatiently.

"I know! I know! He's the creator of the Awakening hunting weapon we used! But I don't know where he is!”

When Ha-jin Kang frowned slightly, Lee Dong-cheol was surprised and poured out frozen words.

“Jo Young-woo! Jo Young-woo will know!”

A small smile lingered on Kang Ha-jin's lips. Finally, a familiar name came out.

These were all people related to Happy Mother. And Happy Money was one of Ji Chang-ki's sub-organizations.

Ji Chang-gi was one of the six who later struck Kang Ha-jin in the back of the head.

The reason Kang Ha-jin chose Ji Chang-gi as his first target is because he was the only person he could touch right now.

He still has a long way to go against the other five. However, if you cut the jigsaw in advance, you can shorten the time a little more.

Now, Lee Dong-cheol is talking about Jo Young-woo, who was Ji Chang-ki's right arm. Of course not yet. Meaning it will happen later.

“Jo Young-woo, where are you now?”

Lee Dong-cheol saw the smile on Ha-jin Kang's lips and his whole body trembled. I thought that Happy Money was going to close at this point.

* * *

Dong-Hoon Dong was an awakener. However, his skills were far from fighting.

[Dexterity (P)]

[All things related to production are given talent weight. The higher the proficiency, the higher the crafting speed and crafting technology.]

[Grant (A)]

[Inject special power into the product. The basic is magic, and the higher the proficiency, the more the types of power and the more diverse the methods.]

It hasn't been long since I woke up. However, in an era where dungeons and awakenings are important like now, it was self-evident that if you develop these skills well, you can earn a lot of money.

The problem was the huge debt he had before awakening.

The principal was also quite large, but the company that borrowed the principal was the problem. It was a loan company called Happy Money, but as time passed, a murderous interest has been choking Dong-hoon's neck.

Now they are being treated like nonsense, honing their crafting skills for them, and making weapons imbued with magical powers.

“Whoa.”

Dong-Hun Dong put the long sword in his hand on the table and sat down on the chair.

He barely made it. I don't know how many swords I ate these days because my magic application kept failing.

The blown sword was piled up as damage. It will probably be difficult to receive the price for this sword properly.

Donghoon's expression darkened.

“So when are you going to pay off all your debts?”

Debt wasn't the only problem. I needed money. Because he had a family to protect.

With this sword, I was able to pay off interest and some principal this month. But it's no use doing that. He'll have to borrow the money he needs again.

In the end, he fell into an ant hell where debts continued to grow.

“By the way, why aren’t these guys coming?”

If he succeeds in making the equipment, he immediately goes into the studio and takes it away, but it was just quiet today.

In the end, Yoo Dong-hun shook his head and got up from his seat. Once you hand this sword over to them, shouldn't you be able to settle the interest and deduct it?

“This time, I will have to pay my living expenses at any cost. At the very least, I should have made Sohee stop working part-time..."

Yoo So-hee was the daughter of Dong-hoon Yoo. I was really thankful that her daughter had grown up straight without going astray.

Yoo Dong-hoon opened the door and left the studio.

“It’s all over…”

Yoo Dong-hoon, who could not even finish his words properly, blinked his eyes and pondered what the hell was going on.

The Happy Money guys who were guarding the job room were nowhere to be seen now. Instead, a man he had never seen before was standing and tidying up the messy office space.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I have a bit of an argument.”

“Sir, are you arguing?”

Yoo Dong-hoon looked around the office again with a frightened expression at the word flirting.

The office furniture was cluttered, and some were broken.

And although there were small traces, there were also a few clear bloodstains.

Dong-Hoon Dong swallowed his dry saliva.

“I... who are you?”

The man asked, with a rather bright expression on his face, pointing his finger at the sword in his hand.

“Can I look at that sword for a moment?”

"Yes? Ah... yes. What... is that so?"

Yoo Dong-hoon hesitated, but he held out his sword in a slumped posture, judging that it was better to have the sword taken away than to suffer something.

Kang Ha-jin received the sword and checked the information. Originally, he needed emotional skills, but he was able to check as many as he could because he had a peek skill.

[Sword made by Dong-Hoon Yoo]

[The sword that blacksmith Dong-Hun Dong focused on making. Magical attack power is slightly added to basic attack. Increases the power of skill attacks by 0.1%.]

After checking the information, Hajin Kang returned the sword and said.

“It’s good.”(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

All the weapons stolen from Lee Dong-cheol and his crew had additional magic and attack power. But there was no option for skill attack.

It seemed that his skills had improved.

Yoo Dong-hoon thought the sword would be taken away, but when he got it back, he had a bewildered expression on his face.

I've only met so many bad guys lately, so this experience was unfamiliar to me.

“Yoo Dong-hoon, right?”

Dong-hoon Dong looked at Ha-jin Kang with his tense eyes.

"Yeah. Yes. But who are you…”

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like a happy money employee. So I was more careful. If you get entangled in the struggle between organizations, you will never be in good shape.

“I came here because I wanted to sign a contract with Yoo Dong-hoon.”

Yoo Dong-hoon smiled bitterly and shook his head.

“I am already bound here. I can’t even do that because I’m afraid of the aftermath.”

Kang Ha-jin looked straight at Dong-hoon like that and asked.

“Then are you going to continue to live with blood like this? Are you going to pass on the debt to your daughter?”

Usually, I get angry when I hear something like this. But Yoo Dong-hoon did not do that. He bowed his head in a more atrocious and shrunken look.

“Then what about… that’s the reality. If he doesn't reach out right away, his wife will die. I have no choice but to do this if I want to survive.”

Yoo Dong-hoon's wife was terminally ill. The location of her onset was not good, and there were many metastases, so surgery was impossible.

But she was still able to sustain her life. She has a cure from the dungeon.

Although she could not cure the disease radically, she could breathe life into it and stop the disease from progressing.

He had hopes that he would be able to revive somehow by earning a little more money and receiving concurrent treatment at the hospital. At first it was

“My wife, I will spare you.”

"Yes?"

Dong-Hoon Dong raised his head and looked at Ha-Jin Kang. But then, with a self-helpful expression, he smiled and shook his head.

“Do you know how many people have approached you with those words so far? None of them were properly treated. I was just throwing money away.”

“The treatment doesn’t cost money. If you treat me instead, you just need to sign a contract with me. how is it? It’s a must-try, but you should try it once.”

“Uh… is that really true?”

Kang Ha-jin chuckled.

“It is said that a person is lucky three times in their lifetime, right? Perhaps now this is one of them. I bet.”

Yoo Dong-hoon nodded his head as if possessed.

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