Trait Hoarder Chapter 13

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Gunfight

what?

I don’t know.

Maybe I’m overreacting.

It could be something as simple as giving a business card or an invitation.

But what had happened recently, everything I had experienced after being dropped into this strange world, had been sounding an alarm for me.

“profit!”

Turn your body.

He grits his teeth and kicks the ground.

The golf bag in my right hand was cumbersome, but I hugged it tightly and ran.

This golf bag is my lifeline.

“Huh?”

“Fry, fried!”

“Catch him!”

“Hey! Stand over there!”

All the voices are familiar.

Here’s one more.

bang!

A gunshot rang out and a tingling sensation spread through my ears.

My hair stood on end.

I wondered if I could put my hand in the long coat, and it really was.

It’s a gun, a gun!

“Stop!”

“If you don’t stand, I’ll kill you!”

Why are those kids suddenly acting like that?

It’s not like I monopolized all the purification expenses, and thanks to me, you easily earned hundreds of dollars.

He saved my life by killing the mutant.

There is only one answer.

I gritted my teeth as I thought about them as I left the human resources office.

“Those damn dogs.”

It must be because of greed.

Either you want to keep the money I earned, or you’re greedy for something else.

‘Huh? No way?’

Did you notice that I have synthetic traits?

no way.

I don’t know about that.

I’m saying that I’ve never properly exposed it before.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have much time to think about it.

In the direction I was running, several men in long coats suddenly appeared.

“Hands up!”

“If you don’t stop, I’ll shoot!”

Right hand raised like an alligator’s head.

Each of them was holding an old pistol.

As darkness fell, the muzzle of a pistol gleamed in the uneasily flickering light of a streetlight.

A sharp light like a goldfly.

I felt my heart grow cold and instinctively rolled on the ground.

Bang bang!

A pistol that fires almost simultaneously.

The flames tore through the darkness and my chest felt heavy.

That’s right!

Guns, pistols!

As soon as I realized that I had been shot, all the strength left my body.

As he stumbled and fell, the men erupted in cheers.

“Poohaha!”

“Mr. Kim! What if I guess right?”

“Oh, mistake, mistake.”

“If that bastard dies, Kim will die too!”

“I said it was a mistake!”

Touch the chest once.

“Ugh!”

The pain was unbearable when my hand touched it lightly.

A pain like being hit hard with a hammer.

But it doesn’t seem like there are any holes.

At least there was no bleeding and no weird wheezing like we’ve seen in a few movies.

I inwardly thanked my past self.

‘good job.’

I’m glad I bought the bulletproof vest.

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If I hadn’t bought the bulletproof vest, or if I had carried it in my hand even if I had, I would have been finished on the spot.

“Ugh, ugh.”

I crouched down and squeezed out my tears and snot.

On the one hand, open your eyes like a flounder and look at the surrounding terrain.

A narrow alley that continues in a straight line.

It looks familiar.

It’s near the Choi Seon-su Human Resources Office and on the way to the goshiwon where I lived.

Knock! Knock knock!

All the windows have been closed for some time now.

Looks like he doesn’t want to get involved in other people’s business.

Someone might report this to the police, but this is outside patrol range.

It’s a lawless zone, within gang territory.

The men are approaching.

Deer and the men who worked with me are walking slowly towards me.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

He pleads with a tearful voice as if he is in so much pain.

Did I let my guard down?

The men slowly lower their pistols.

Every face was engraved with sneer, greed, and a twisted sense of superiority.

“Hehehe. We’ve finally gotten our act together.”

“If I had just mutated and died, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“That kid is a retard. If I were you, I would kill all the witnesses on the spot.”

“We’re the only ones having fun.”

After hearing that, I figured out what was going on.

Mutant traits.

The old men here ran far away and couldn’t see me properly, but I definitely saw one deer.

The sight of me becoming a mutant, knocking down the hedgehog’s head, and then returning to my original state.

It is common sense in this world that mutants cannot turn back into humans.

Maybe they’re trying to sell me to some wizard as a test subject.

I ground my teeth inwardly.

‘You’re like a dog. Repaying kindness with enmity?’

He puts on a desperate performance while swearing.

He curls up like a shrimp and lets out a groan.

He didn’t forget to deliberately bite his tongue and let blood come out of his mouth.

I was lucky.

The men were completely fooled by my acting.

As they approached me, trying to grab me, the net loosened and a hole large enough for a person to pass through appeared.

“Eww!”

I immediately got up.

You only get one chance!

If you miss this opportunity, it will be the experimental subject ending.

I have to run away!

I threw myself into it with all my might.

Although he didn’t have any agility type traits, he squeezed out all his strength and poured in all the magical power he had accumulated.

bang!

The broken pavement blocks shook with a loud noise.

My body shoots forward like a shell.

“Huh?”

The men were startled by the sudden turn of events, and grabbed one of them and threw it backwards with all his might.

“Eww!”

“what!”

“Ugh!”

The men are scattered like bowling pins that have been struck.

The deer roared in agony.

“Catch that kid!”

“f*ck!”

“Just kill him!”

“No! If you kill me, it’s over!”

“f*ck, then just cut off my leg!”

I was able to buy some time.

Running and running with a golf bag in his arms.

I was able to create distance by using my magic power without sparing any effort.

If I run away like this, I might be able to shake off the men. I have magic power and several characteristics that can restore magic power.

‘That’s not the right answer.’

Even though my heart was breaking, my head was extremely cold.

The eyes I met through the window of the car parked in the alley were cold and sharp.

‘I have to see it through to the end.’

If I run away, will things be over?

you’re welcome!

Absolutely not. The deer and that gang will definitely come after me. They will try to kidnap me somehow, and if that doesn’t work, they will try to kill me.

Since the kidnapping attempt has failed, I, the superhuman known as Nara, will become the Deer Gang’s greatest threat.

‘I have to see it through to the end.’

I promise again.

Then the inside of my mouth became surprisingly rough.

As if I had swallowed a handful of sand.

I see the end······

That is, kill.

Can I do it?

I’ve gotten into a few fist fights and collar grabs in my life, but I’ve never intentionally beaten up or hurt anyone.

How about murder?

I clenched my teeth.

My dangling golf bag keeps hitting me.

The automatic rifle in my golf bag was blasting me.

There is no way.

I have to become strong myself to survive in this shitty world.

Not just skill and body, but also mind.

Before I knew it, I was getting closer to the goshiwon where I used to live.

Go into the narrow alley between the goshiwon buildings.

Iron Buck!

I heard the sound of water as if I had stepped into a puddle.

Swaaaah.

The rain that had been falling lightly had become thicker and was drenching the world.

Ignoring the putrid smell that seeps into my nostrils, I dig into the alley.

A loud noise was heard from behind.

“There! It went in there!”

“Catch him!”

“Watch out! He’s a superhuman! Aim for the vital spot!”

“If you see anything, just shoot it!”

“개새끼! 죽여 버린다!”

He looks like he’s really angry because he’s been chasing me for over ten minutes.

I took a deep breath and opened my golf bag.

Ji-i-ik.

The brisk zipper sound.

Take out your weapon.

A giant baton, a pistol, a flash grenade, and finally a rifle.

With trembling hands, he attached the magazine to the rifle pistol and stuffed the rest of his belongings into his pockets and waistband.

He threw his golf bag to the side and hid behind a large snow plow.

Open your ears.

Focus all your attention on the sound.

If you only look forward, you could get caught by someone coming back.

No matter how much bulletproof vest you wear, if you get shot from behind, you’re done for.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart is pounding wildly.

It’s so loud it’s deafening.

Blood rushed to my head, making my brain feel hot and hot again.

It feels like the world is turning white.

As I was shaking my legs in tension, I finally heard the sound I had been waiting for.

Iron Buck!

The sound of stepping on a puddle.

It is now.

He rises up like lightning.

Stand in a skilled posture and assume a shooting stance.

The men spotted me at the same moment I took a very short breath and held my breath.

“uh?”

“Over there, over there!”

“Shoot!”

It’s already too late.

Tata tata tang!

That familiar gunshot sound.

Set the trigger to rapid fire and shoot.

A dull shock is transmitted to the shoulder, but the muzzle does not shake.

A former Army sergeant, his posture is sufficiently skilled, and his body, aided by his strength traits, is more than capable of withstanding the recoil of a heavy machine gun.

Bullets rained down.

The exterior walls of buildings and sidewalk blocks were shattered, and rubble was sprayed like rain, and standing men twisted and danced.

There isn’t as much blood splattered as you might think.

The spray of water rising from all over obscures the view, and the world becomes a blur as broken stones fly around.

“Eww!”

“Keuh-euk!”

“Ugh!”

I can’t just sit there blankly.

The men were waving their hands, screaming and groaning.

There is a pistol in each hand.

widely!

Fly the body.

The upper body is slightly bent, the rifle is held diagonally as if hugging it, and the knees are bent and the gun is lunged toward the right.

Chop, chop, the sound of water splashing was followed by a bang, the sound of a gunshot piercing my eardrums.

A stray bullet hit the snowplow.

The men were desperate too.

They have fallen from being hunters to being hunted.

If you lie down because you’re sick, you’ll definitely be hunted.

“Ugh.”

I pressed my body against the outer wall of the goshiwon building and took a deep breath.

But the attack does not let up.

He took out one of the flash grenades he had roughly stuffed into his pocket and removed the safety pin.

Click.

Throw a flash grenade!

It happened before the men could even grasp the situation.

The right side was blocked by the outer wall of the building, so I threw it with my left hand as if rolling it. Even though it was the first time in several years that I had done this, I was able to get the movement right.

Degururur.

Oh my!

A burst of light accompanied by a strange noise.

The amount of light is so bright that it wouldn’t be strange if your eyes were burning.

At least I had my eyes closed and my hands covered my ears, but the men were hit by flash grenades while they were defenseless.

Of course, a scream breaks out.

“Kwaaak!”

“My eyes! My eyes!”

“Save the people!”

The moment you hear a scream, you move.

No, I was flying as soon as I realized the flashbang had gone off.

Set the joystick to 3-shot.

Replace the magazine with a clicking sound.

earth!

With the sound of an empty magazine hitting the floor, he turns the corner of the alley and aims his gun.

“Eww! Eww!”

“Save me! I was wrong!”

“Deer, deer ordered it all! Deer ordered it!”

Men cry instinctively.

Ugly figures rolling around on the dirty floor, bleeding from one spot, with tears and snot running down their faces.

My hands shook for a moment.

I remember the lady who owned the goshiwon lying on the floor.

The steel jaw that bound the residents of the goshiwon comes to mind.

The image of a mutated and miserably dead hedgehog head also flashes through my mind.

So I didn’t hesitate.

Kill or die!

If you want to live, you have to kill!

He clenched his jaw once, put strength into his left hand that was supporting the rifle, and pulled it back.

The trigger.

at a whack!

Tata Tang!

First 3-point shot.

The body of the man closest to me suddenly spins around.

The arm was bent back and the hand that had been slightly covered was exposed.

The pistol he had been holding until the end fell into the rain.

My mind turns blank.

The fear of death, the trembling tension, the discomfort of being soaked in rain, and the sadism that comes from primal violence all mix together to make my mind fly.

Tata Tang!

Shoot a gun.

Tata Tang!

He shoots again.

Tata Tang!

He keeps shooting his gun as if he’s possessed or possessed by something.

All the moral concepts and common sense that I had built up throughout my life in the Republic of Korea in that world were erased.

I feel like I’m not myself.

I feel like someone else is manipulating me to kill men.

“Ugh, ugh.”

When I came to, I was gasping for breath.

I empty the magazine with my breathing, grip, and breathing all out of sync.

Clank! Clank!

There is a repeated clicking sound as if the bullets are all gone.

There is no one alive.

Everyone was lying face down on the wet concrete floor, blood seeping out of them.

But it didn’t end there.

I counted while panting for breath.

“One, two, three, four, five, six······”

The numbers don’t match.

The moment I realized that fact and quickly looked around.

A cry of indignation erupted from behind.

“Hey, you little shit!”

I turned around, but it was too late.

A large object flies toward me like lightning.

In a panic, I picked up the rifle and blocked it.

Snap!

Ironically, the middle of the rifle broke off.

“Cough!”

My body falls like a fallen leaf.

The impact felt like being hit by a truck.

After rolling on the floor several times, I was finally able to stop and look ahead.

“Baro, dog bastard, dog bastard ·····

A gloomy back alley.

On top of a haphazardly piled up pile of garbage.

Blinking street lights.

A huge shadow stood against the backdrop of the pouring rain.

A strangely bent leg.

A tall, lanky man with an unusually slender body.

Bushy hair and beard that follows the contours of the face.

Two horns slightly protruding from the head, so they can only be seen if you look closely.

It was a deer.

“shit.”

That’s not the deer I saw yesterday.

It’s not the deer that blocked my path a moment ago.

Fully awakened.

And so, the superhuman deer became level 1.

The bastard was standing in front of me like a totem pole, furious.

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