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Chapter 502 Sweet Home Cha Hyun Soo 027

A crossbow stabbed at the monster, and the monster disappeared here in an instant like a flash of lightning.

It turned out that a masked woman holding a crossbow helped Hyun-soo who was in trouble.

When she was about to shoot for the second time, a deep male voice appeared: "Get out of the way!"

The man leaped in front of the woman, holding a fire in his hand.

The girl was somewhat helpless: "Are you planning to burn the entire building to ashes?"

These two people are the old and young combination who plan to go to the first floor together.

The two walked together and did not forget to quarrel...

Looking at the miserable scene in front of him, the elderly couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God... It's so chaotic, I wonder if anyone is still alive..."

At this moment, Hyun-soo appeared in their sight with a bayonet.

They stopped and looked at Hyun-soo warily.

"Please be careful." The woman said and pointed the crossbow at Hyun-soo.

He also saw the figure here, slowly approaching.

Until I heard a shout: "Who is it?!"

Hyun-soo continued to approach, and only when he was next to the two of them did the woman put down her weapon.

He lowered his head instantly and saw the scarred man lying there, already unconscious.

The woman was still the one who took action. She stepped forward and felt the scarred man's pulse: "He's still alive!"

The old man behind him was a little surprised: "The monster just let him go like that?"

There was still a piece of the monster's limb on his body!

This was something they had never seen before. The woman turned around and saw another person kneeling on the ground with his back to them.

Then he looked at Hyun-soo and asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"

And the remains of the monster were exactly his.

He was unable to hold on to his son when the monster grabbed him.

There was no way to counter it, because the monster's movements were too fast.

If he could have grabbed his son's hand at that time, or if his hand could have reached long and far enough.

Will his son survive?

He couldn't forgive himself...

He is haunted by countless nightmares every day, and the monster in his mind is telling him that it is all his fault!

Maybe it would be easier for him if he turned into a monster?

Obsession is like being possessed by a demon!

This level is enough to cause a normal person to have a mental breakdown!

The director who lives in the corner of the first floor has the same obsession as him.

The few people who had been observing the director couldn't bear it.

"Can we just leave her alone?"

Although the woman holding the dog felt sympathetic, she still stopped him: "Don't bother with her."

Perhaps only in this way can she feel better, and the head teacher doesn't want to associate with them anyway.

Hyun-soo took the injured scarred man back to the two men's residence.

The woman helped him deal with the wounds on his body, and soon the scarred man woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he was about to get up and leave, but the woman quickly grabbed him.

But he was waved away without any hesitation!

"You need help." The woman was not angry, but looked at the scarred man with some concern. "Although I have helped you stop the bleeding, the wound is still there."

The scarred man stood up resolutely and walked towards the door without stopping.

He seemed to be constantly busy moving around the apartment.

Hyun-su also felt it was time to leave, and was also advised by the woman: "I see that you, the student, seem to be injured as well."

He then covered his injured cheek and revealed his bloody left hand: "No, I'm fine."

The woman said firmly: "Take your hand away. If you don't treat it, it will get infected."

Hyun-soo could only take a step back and hold out his hand: "I can do it myself, just give me a bandage."

Hyun-su refused to listen and the old man sitting next to him pointed a crossbow at him: "I told you to take your hands away, little guy. You are turning into a monster, right?"

The old man looked at him warily and said to the woman, "Yuri, stay away from him!"

Yuri backed away slowly, and the old man ordered sternly: "Take your hands away! Otherwise I will make your heart stop beating!"

Under pressure, he had no choice but to put his hands down.

Revealing the wound on his face, the two witnessed his healing ability with their own eyes.

At the same time, his identity as the infected person was also confirmed!

The old man spoke again: "Get out now! If I had known you were a monster, I would never have helped you! Get out!"

Hyun-soo lowered his head and returned the bandage. He felt sad but pretended that he didn't care and left.

Just as he was about to open the door, he heard a laugh from behind him, but Yuri's helpless voice said, "What a low-level joke..."

The hearty laughter behind him made Hyun-soo turn around. The old man coughed, "I was just kidding. You don't need to leave."

He explained with a smile: "I don't have much time left to live anyway, why would I be afraid of such a small thing?"

This reversal made Hyun-soo a little confused.

All I heard was the old man saying to Yuri: "Yuri, you stay."

Then he turned to look at Hyun-soo: "I heard you were going to the 14th floor, right? And there are children there..."

“Yes,” Hyun-soo looked at him, “What’s wrong?”

The old man was still smiling, as if he was talking about something unimportant: "Don't you need humans who are not afraid of death?"

His action of carrying a crossbow immediately made Yuri nervous: "Old man!"

The old man didn't even look at her: "From now on you are fired. You have to take care of a grumpy old man these days. It's really hard for you."

Yuri's eyes were red, and the old man continued: "I just want to play the role of a hero once before I die. How about it? Can I join in?"

Hyun-soo was a little surprised: "Aren't you just bragging?"

The old man's enthusiasm was extinguished just like that.

"Don't kid yourself," Hyun-su said seriously, "No one wants to die."

The old man was at a loss for words: "Is becoming so rude a symptom of becoming a monster? Let me give you a piece of advice, little friend..."

"Not fearing death and wanting to die are two different things." The old man said coolly, "After all, I want to live longer than anyone else."

Isolation room

The proprietress stared expressionlessly at the boss lying on the sofa.

The moment he turned around, he was suddenly startled: "What the hell are you doing, you stinky woman?"

The proprietress' lips were chapped and her eyes were gloomy, with one hand hidden behind her back.

The boss, who immediately became alert, sat up and looked at his wife: "What are you hiding behind? Oh, are you crazy?"

The corner of her mouth twitched: "You really don't care about me... at all."

With tears in her eyes, she hid a long fruit knife behind her: "If I were to become a monster, I would probably kill you too."

The boss lady's mind flashed back to his violence towards her: "But..."

There was hatred in her eyes: "I don't want to become a monster before killing you. That would be too unfair to me."

The boss still didn't take her seriously. He sneered: "Really, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

Then he didn't intend to pay attention to her and turned around and lay back down.

But at this time, the woman chose to retreat with the knife.

Another person who had been standing nearby and observing spoke up: "Auntie, is that uncle still outside?"

He was still asking about the scarred man, and the landlady looked at him and replied, "He has gone upstairs, you don't have to worry."