When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

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"Pazar, stop messing around and sit down." 

"It hurts!"

"I won't say it again."

He said coldly.

The soldier shrugged, put down the cup, and sat down next to Baek Sa-eon.

"This woman is also an oriental. Are you from the same country?"

Hee-joo rubbed her sore chin and glanced across secretly. She happened to meet his cold eyes.

"How should I know?"

The way he treated others pierced her heart.

Hee-joo felt that tears were about to fall, and she could only bite her innocent lips. She had a lot to say to him, as if there were endless words piling up in her heart. 

However---Just when her eyes became blurred.

"What negotiation, go to hell!"

Suddenly, she heard angry Korean.

Baek Sa-eon stroked his hair impatiently, his face twisted with anger. He took a breath, looked up at the ceiling, and muttered in a low voice with a hint of impatience.

"Ask him where he is now." 

"......!"

Hee-joo's face changed. Although she didn't understand what he was saying, she knew it was a code. Hee-joo tried to act calm and relayed the words to the chairman. 

The old man's eyes suddenly widened and stared at her. 

Bang! 

Gunshots rang out between the chairman and Hee-joo. 

"Ah!" 

Hee-joo was so shocked that she hugged her head. 

The pistol in front of her was smoking, and Pazar fired a warning shot. "Don't just stare at each other." 

The smell of gunpowder choked her nose. Hee-joo was so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe. 

At this moment, Baek Sa-eon looked up at the ceiling again, grappling and cursing, and then slammed Pazar's head on the table several times in a row. 

"Uh...!" 

Bang, bang, a dull sound like a watermelon breaking open. 

Pazar gritted his teeth to resist, and the chairman realized that something was wrong, picked up the gun that fell on the ground, and shot him in the shoulder. 

Baek Sa-eon rushed out with Hee-joo, and he pushed her directly into the jeep. 

"Damn it, catch it! That damned traitor... Catch him!"

A hysterical roar came from the warehouse. Upon hearing this order, the guards chased after him fiercely.

Baek Sa-eon gritted his teeth and switched to manual gear. The military jeep made a heavy and powerful exhaust sound and sped towards the endless wilderness.

"Ugh...!"

The rough road made Hee-joo's body hit various parts of the car constantly. She couldn't help but groan from her tight lips. Baek Sa-eon's face was twisted like a demon.

"Hong Hee-joo, who are you?"

His cold face was hiding the anger that was about to burst out.

"Are you crazy?"

The suppressed emotions finally broke out, and his chin trembled violently.

"Why are you here?"

His angry voice was extremely harsh.