Next Level

EP 5.

...

Jeongguk's icy words instantly froze the atmosphere in the training ground. Meanwhile, Jeongguk continued to laugh in vain, glaring intently at the man and spitting out a few curses.

What the hell are you doing here, you son of a bitch...

"...Ha, what are you doing here?"

He snapped in a disbelieving tone, as if he wasn't going to back down from his words. Before he knew it, the two of them were arguing amongst themselves.

"Are you just crazy about money? I told you to be like a dog, and then you sneak into another house without even recognizing your owner..."

Hey, shut your mouth.

"...what the hell are these new X's."

"On what terms did you swear allegiance to us and then abandon us?"

...?

What? What do you swear to?

Shut up, you fucking idiot.

If I had known you were that kind of people, I wouldn't have gone in and kicked you out with my own hands.

It's karma. Why are you coming back like an ex-girlfriend and being so nasty?

"Ugh...!!"

Someone burst into laughter at Jeongguk's rather heavy words. I almost burst out laughing too. The situation was clearly serious, so why did I keep laughing?

Oh, sorry, sorry. Keep going.

Jungkook stared blankly at Seokjin for a moment, then averted his gaze and glared at the man again. His voice was calmer than before, but it sounded even more angry.

...Anyway, don't show yourself in front of me again. Live to the best of your ability and get out, or die, whatever you want.

Whoosh-

Hey!! Jeon Jungkook!!!

hey!!!!!

"Ha- hahaha"

What the hell are you laughing at?

As Jeon Jungkook turned and left the training grounds, the man chuckled, as if he found it interesting. Min Yoongi, who was beside him, spoke in a cold, sharp voice, hearing the unpleasant laughter.

Hey, kneel down.

What? What are you kneeling for?

No matter what our relationship is with Jeon Jungkook or what happened, we have to do what we have to do. This is clearly theft.

ah...

Why do I always feel like an idiot in front of Min Yoongi? Is it because I'm just a prickly person...

thud-

Min Yoongi gave a brief signal to the security guards with a glance, and they lifted the man and forced him to his knees on the floor. The man obediently gave in without much resistance.

Well, shall we have a frank talk?

Yoon-gi crouched down in front of the man and asked.

First of all, aren't you planning on revealing your identity? It seems like there's no need for us to hide it from each other anymore.

"......"

...

"Why don't you listen to me for a moment?"

...I don't like it.

Yoon-ki frowned slightly at the slightly embarrassing suggestion, and the man chuckled and spoke in a rather unpleasant voice.

"I know what kind of guy that Jeon Jungkook is. He's not that kind of a thief, either."

"Even if I kill you, why don't you listen? You'll regret it if you don't."

...

If you talk nonsense, I'll kill you.

"Hehe, aren't they already dead?"

Yoongi put his ear to the man's, his expression half displeased and half displeased. The man, seemingly satisfied, opened his mouth and whispered to Yoongi. It was so soft that even we, who were nearby, couldn't hear.

"...What do you think? Isn't it quite interesting?"

After a few seconds of whispering,

Oh, I heard you well.

"Really? He's not the person you knew..."

bang-!!

The bullet pierced the man's head, and a horribly red spray of blood spurted out in all directions.

And the person who shot Jeong-Jal said as if it was no big deal, wiping the blood that had splattered on his clothes and skin.

I heard it well.

gibberish.