Chapter 137: Wait for Me, I’m Coming (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 137: Wait for Me, I’m Coming (2)
"Aah! Ahhk, ah-hnh, ha-ahhh...!"
Chiwei was sprawled across the desk, taking every thrust I gave her.
Her face was completely vacant, having already reached climax several times. Every time I buried my cock into her slightly loose pussy, a moan escaped her lips.
Slap!
"Tighten up. Show me some of that 'Great Continental Spirit' you're so proud of."
"Hngh, he-euk, stop, ha-ahhhng! I’m... I’m going crazy...!"
Slap!
"You're in Korea now, so speak Korean, you brat."
I slapped her pale ass, and her vaginal walls spasmed, clamping down hard.
Was this her eleventh climax?
I kept thrusting into her impatient pussy while grabbing her hair to pull her head back. Whispering into the ear of the woman whose back was arched and whose face was a mess of pleasure, I asked:
"What’s the code when you make contact?"
I stirred her insides with my dick as she started to go limp again. Chiwei squirmed, her words tumbling out amidst her moans.
"He-euuu... Fi-first, they ask where I am... ahh! Hah! I have to answer... that it’s none of their business... hngh, ha-ahk!"
See? I knew she was hiding something.
If they had a means of communication, they’d obviously have a pre-arranged code. Trying to set a trap for me, were they?
I let go of her hair, gripped her shoulders as she lay flat, and began pounding into her ruthlessly. With every powerful lunge, her shapely buttocks crumpled and bounced with elastic rhythm.
"Ahk, ahhh...! Aaaahhh!!"
She hit another climax. I pulled my dick out of her pathetic pussy, the head glistening with her fluids. I brought my cock to her face as she panted, and she recoiled in horror.
"I’ve... I’ve had too much, h-huph!"
"You liked it at first. Keep drinking."
I grabbed her face and forced my dick into her mouth. Every time she gagged, her tongue flickered, stimulating the underside of my shaft. I enjoyed the sensation of her throat before finally ejaculating.
My dick, buried deep, pumped semen directly down her throat. The sensation of her throat tightening as she swallowed was an exhilarating rush.
I wanted to enjoy the other two as well, but I didn't have the time.
I cracked open one of the cans of food they had prepared to fill my stomach. Chiwei, having regained some of her senses, watched me with eyes full of terror.
I suppose that’s a natural reaction after four hours of non-stop sex.
Since she was wearing magic-suppressing handcuffs, her body was as weak as an ordinary person's, and she was utterly exhausted. I scooped some corn from the can and offered it to her; she took it cautiously.
"...My stomach is too full... I can't swallow it..."
"Hahaha, you said it was delicious at first."
"You monster... were you part of some weird experiment? How do you still have so much energy?"
Chiwei frowned as she looked at my crotch. I flexed my dick, making it twitch, and she flinched—it was almost cute.
Time to wrap this up.
I held out the satellite phone, the only means of outside communication in this building. She glanced at me before dialing a number.
"It’s not time for a check-in. Where are you?"
"None of your business. We have a problem."
The voice on the other end was quite gruff. Were they trying to hide their identity? The voice sounded unpleasantly stifled, as if their throat was constricted.
The person on the other end grew angry upon hearing Chiwei mention a problem.
"A problem? You were hired to solve problems, weren't you?"
"It’s an unexpected situation. The paralysis trap was too strong; Jeong Yeon-woo isn't waking up."
"Dammit, why are you only calling now?! What’s his condition?!"
"Seizures? I don't know exactly. He was unconscious, and then suddenly his body started shaking violently. We need someone with a healing skill or a doctor with specialized knowledge."
The person on the other end spewed a barrage of curses in their fury before promising to find a doctor and send them over.
After hanging up, Chiwei stared at me. I had already changed back into my clothes.
"I did everything you asked."
"Yeah, good job."
Thud—
I struck the back of her neck, knocking her out. I caught her and fixed her disheveled clothes.
Lust or not, these people had slaughtered the police officers on the scene. This wasn't their first time, and they clearly didn't fear the law. It was better for her to be arrested here.
After tying Chiwei up, I looked toward the solitary cells I had constructed from stone walls.
Now then, I wonder which one of them is the biggest, most pathetic coward?
Zhou Yang was trembling with fear, trapped in the dark room.
After the initial brief questioning, Jeong Yeon-woo hadn't shown his face. Having been locked away for so long, her sense of time was warped, and she feared she might simply be left here to die.
Her abilities were sealed by the handcuffs, and her body was bound by the very restraints she had brought to use on Jeong Yeon-woo if he resisted. Even if she weren't tied up, without her powers, she couldn't break through even these crude stone walls.
Just as she was waiting in the darkness, feeling every minute like an hour, the stone wall suddenly opened.
"Oh? This side wasn't empty after all."
Zhou Yang gasped as Jeong Yeon-woo looked at her.
Though his expression was nonchalant, he was holding someone's foot in his hand. The owner of the foot was hidden by the narrow stone wall, but they were being dragged across the floor behind him.
He was incredibly handsome, but his casual expression made him seem like a serial killer from a horror movie.
Sensing Zhou Yang's gaze, Jeong Yeon-woo glanced briefly at the person he was dragging—who looked like a corpse—then smiled and turned his head.
"Don't worry. It'll be over soon."
What would be over soon?
Jeong Yeon-woo didn't answer her unspoken question and closed the stone wall. She tried to scream through her gag, but the wall shut heartlessly, leaving her in darkness once more.
She thrashed her body, but the restraints held firm. Zhou Yang tried rubbing them against the stone wall, but there was no sign of them snapping.
Just as she was reaching the limits of her terror, the stone wall opened again.
"Alright, let's begin."
With those terrifying words, Jeong Yeon-woo dragged the resisting woman out. No matter how much she struggled, the difference between an ordinary person and an Awakened was insurmountable. As she was helplessly dragged along, her eyes widened at the sight of the closed stone wall.
A long trail of blood on the floor led straight to it. It was the mark of a corpse being dragged away.
"Mmph—! Mmph!"
"It's okay, it's okay. It won't hurt much. You said all you had to do was carve me up like a steak, right?"
Smiling like a psychopathic killer, Jeong Yeon-woo tied her to a chair and began inspecting a set of torture tools. He hummed to himself as he picked through the items on the table as if he were out shopping, while Zhou Yang shook uncontrollably.
"Oh? Where did that go? Did I leave it outside when I was cutting earlier?"
He tilted his head, then turned around with a bright face and placed a hand on Zhou Yang's shoulder. As she recoiled in terror, Jeong Yeon-woo spoke softly, as if he enjoyed her reaction.
"Just wait a moment. I'm going to go grab a tool. If you stay quiet, I'll be gentle."
"... ..."
"Your answer?"
At the sudden chill in Jeong Yeon-woo's voice, Zhou Yang nodded frantically.
He patted her head as if praising a job well done and exited through the back door, leaving the warehouse in silence.
Zhou Yang glanced back and forth between the back door and the torture tools on the table, then began desperately rocking her chair.
Thud— thud—
The sound of the chair legs hitting the floor sounded as loud as thunder, but she had no time to hesitate. She pushed against the table, knocking the torture tools Jeong Yeon-woo had laid out onto the floor, and then collapsed on top of them.
Terrified by the noise, Zhou Yang kept her eyes glued to the back door while her hands fumbled across the floor until she grasped a knife.
Had she ever been this desperate in her life?
Even as she accidentally nicked her own skin, she struggled to saw through the ropes. She couldn't undo the magic-suppressing handcuffs because the keyhole had been melted shut.
But if she could just free herself from the ropes, she could run.
With a silent prayer, she kept sawing until she felt the restraints snap with a crack. She scrambled to her feet.
"Mmmph...!"
She forced her bound hands down past her hips to bring them to the front. After a brief glance at the stone wall with the trail of blood, she sprinted for the front entrance.
Grabbing a set of car keys near the door, she carefully pushed the heavy iron gate open, trying not to make a sound, and slipped outside.
Even in her state of panic, the cold night air felt refreshing.
Zhou Yang scrambled into a car and started the engine. At the loud roar of the engine, she frantically shook her head and scanned her limited surroundings. It felt as if Jeong Yeon-woo might jump out from behind a window at any second.
Vroom!
Stomping on the accelerator with all her might, she smashed through a low fence and sped away. In the rearview mirror, she saw Jeong Yeon-woo burst out from the back of the old building, but it was already too late.
"Ahahahaha!!!"
Overwhelmed with the relief of survival, she laughed loudly and pressed her foot harder onto the gas.
And she’s gone.
Well then, good luck.
I gave a playful salute toward the car that had already vanished from sight and headed back into the building. Since I’d planted a GPS on the car, Zhou Yang would lead me straight to their headquarters.
I didn't think such a third-rate slasher movie performance would actually work.
I shrugged and deactivated the stone walls. There were three solitary cells in total, matching the number of people.
One for Zhou Yang, and one where I’d gathered the two unconscious ones. The stone wall with the bloodstains contained the corpse of the one I’d killed during the initial fight.
To forget about him so quickly... they really don't have much camaraderie, do they?
I tied the unconscious Chiwei and Wang Hai to a steel pillar and picked up the satellite phone to dial a number.
"... ..."
The person who answered didn't speak. However, I heard the sound of a finger tapping the receiver twice.
It was a signal to wait. After a moment, a cold, stiff voice came through.
"Where are you?"
Chiwei's code came to mind, and I wanted to say it was none of her business, but I’d probably be beaten to death by Lee Ru-da if I did that.
I explained the situation and asked her to track the satellite phone's location. Then, I apologized first.
"I'm sorry. I'll be taking a three-day leave of absence."
"You never rely on me, do you? Am I really that untrustworthy?"
"I don't want you to suffer because of me, Clan Leader. And I want to handle this with my own hands."
Even though I had called her direct line through a secret channel, Lee Ru-da hadn't answered immediately; she had moved to a private location first. Square Garden was likely under investigation by the police and the Association.
I wondered what the media was saying about me right now.
"If you know something, tell me. I'll help with what I can."
"I'll pass the information through Ju-hee."
"Fine. Don't do anything dangerous. And you remember what I said before, right?"
Lee Ru-da had said that if I ever became a villain, she would handle me herself. it was a warning not to do anything foolish.
"Yes, I won't cause any trouble."
"You've already caused a massive scene. It's three days. After that, I'll do as I please, whether that means dragging you back to the clan by your collar or otherwise."
"Understood."
I thought she’d be furious and tell me to come back immediately, but she let me go surprisingly easily. It meant she trusted me, but knowing I was caught up in something dangerous and yet hearing no worry in her voice made me feel a bit bittersweet.
I hung up, gathered anything of value, and left. Since I didn't know how far their reach extended, I hadn't contacted the police; Lee Ru-da would clean up this place and track the people behind them.
With Square Garden investigating and me doing my own personal digging, it would be easy to find the person who planned this.
But really, these guys should have had at least two cars for emergencies. Why did they only leave one?
It was necessary to let Zhou Yang take the car to find their base, but I still missed having a ride. Since I wasn't too far from Seoul, I decided to head back slowly while monitoring the situation.
Park Su-jin stepped out of the elevator with a deep scowl.
The internet was currently in an uproar over Jeong Yeon-woo. Most of the public opinion was negative, with rumors claiming he had secretly joined hands with the New Human Alliance or that a new villain had been born.
The group that had raided the police station to "rescue" him had acted with such arrogance that even Jeong Yeon-woo, who had been at the peak of his popularity just yesterday, was now being treated like a villain.
A police officer shot dead—and in Korea, of all places. No one could tolerate the sight of a truck ramming into a police station and officers being slaughtered with assault rifles.
And to think such a thing was done to save Jeong Yeon-woo. To the public, he was already no different from a villain.
Park Su-jin, who knew exactly what kind of person he was, was so enraged by the people talking nonsense that she had ignored her scheduled appointments and returned home.
Had he really joined hands with villains? There was no way. He might be cocky for a man, but he had common sense, and he hated villains.
Park Su-jin shook her head, tossed her favorite luxury bag aside, and headed to the kitchen. She pulled a can of beer from the fridge and gulped it down, letting out a long, heavy sigh before slamming the can onto the table.
"... ..."
"... ..."
Park Su-jin’s eyes met those of Jeong Yeon-woo, who was sitting nonchalantly on the sofa in one corner of the living room.
"Seeing you drink that beer so refreshingly makes me want one too."
"You!"
Letting out a cry that was a mix of joy and anger, Park Su-jin lunged at Jeong Yeon-woo and threw her arms around him.