His hand gripped the gun tightly. He didn't dare to blink even for a moment. Jeong Taeui focused intensely on every small movement of Ilay while muttering curses to himself.
"Why did I have to interfere for an idiot's death? This is digging my own grave."
Without daring to think twice, he had acted on instinct, and now Jeong Taeui felt like biting his tongue to end his life. But what's done is done, and now he had to follow through. For some reason, this bizarre man gave him the feeling that even if he smashed his head, he would still rise like a zombie. This terrified Jeong Taeui.
Riegrow let out a low chuckle, his shoulders moving slightly with the sound.
"Haha, what to do now..."
Riegrow mumbled, loosening his grip on the man's neck. Due to extreme tension, Jeong Taeui flinched when Riegrow moved.
No one needed to explain; Jeong Taeui understood the meaning of those words. Riegrow was contemplating how to eliminate this new intruder.
Jeong Taeui's grip on the gun tightened further.
A single moment of distraction could end his life.
Just as Riegrow nearly released the man's neck, the man, who was almost unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted:
"Shoot! Shoot now!"
The shout almost made Jeong Taeui, tense as a bowstring, pull the trigger.
Jeong Taeui felt extremely angry seeing the man he had saved scream like that.
"...These two madmen met at just the right time. You want to die, but I stopped you. You bastard, if I survive after this... be prepared for a few punches from me."
As Jeong Taeui ground his teeth and spoke, Riegrow, who seemed to have almost let go of the man, chuckled and lifted his heel off the ground.
In those few seconds, a bad premonition struck him. (A second slower, and Jeong Taeui would have seen his next life.)
At that moment,
"What happened here?"
A cold voice rang out. Footsteps approached from the door. Jeong Taeui's finger, ready to squeeze the trigger of the Colt at any moment, paused as he turned his head.
His uncle was walking in, followed by his driver. Seeing his uncle, Jeong Taeui muttered to himself - "Ugh."
His uncle entered with an expressionless face, glancing around as if assessing the situation.
He approached them with empty hands, carrying no weapons. When he saw Jeong Taeui holding the gun, his uncle frowned.
"In the headquarters, personal weapons are prohibited. Don't you know that, Jeong Taeui?"
"...Yes, I know."
"Whose is it?"
"...Mine."
"Is that so. If you say so, I'll believe you. Now, head to the commander's office immediately."
Even though his uncle said that, Jeong Taeui hesitated. Riegrow was still standing in front of him, the gun barrel pointed directly at his spinal cord. He felt that any slight movement of the gun would make Riegrow crush his throat.
This man was not one to hold back his actions because someone else ordered him to.
His uncle looked at the man whose neck Riegrow was gripping.
"Louis. Planning to kill him?"
"-Yes. He deserves to die!"
"Then go to Eoryeong(Prison). Calm down there for six months."
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