Chapter 343 – 343. Survivors in Seoul Must Pay for Survival (2)

A loud, cheerful song emanating from the car’s speakers.

Gorgeously decorated vans speed through the road without hesitation.

The fear of Seoul came out to the streets.

Now, when you hear the song coming from the van, even ghouls and zombies run away in fear. It was kind of an alarm bell. A warning beep that means that it will not be good if you come close.

Yes, that crazy-looking van was a symbol of death in this city. If you get close to it, you will be attracted and disappear without even knowing mice or birds.

As a result, other survivors stretched their imaginations, such as that the captives were taken to a human flesh factory and turned into energy bars, or that they were forced into sex slavery and forced to run wild.

Of course, the reality was worse than that.

Survivors captured by Ha Jin-woo and his scouting team were taken to the base and sorted as needed.

Among those classified as such, those who possessed a class and had a high level were tumbled into the abyss and forcibly remodeled by the seventh tentacle.

On the other hand, those who were judged to be old, sick, or unhelpful were ‘consumed’ in various ways, such as being eaten by mushroom people or jet-black wheels, or living corpses by Son Ha-eun and subjected to living body experiments.

Humans are always in less supply than demand, so the survivors captured by Ha Jin-woo and the reconnaissance team were taken to strange places and used in the right place.

While Jo-jun Jang was away, they were dealing with survivors in their own way.

But from today it will be a little different. It was because Jang Jo-joon remembered the survivor farming he had forgotten about, and he drove out and started hunting slaves in earnest.

At least, it was a good time when Ha Jin-woo and the members of the reconnaissance team loosened up.

“Shit…”

Kang Il-gu, who had been paying attention to the sound of the car, ran into the alley as soon as he checked the van and hid himself.

He was a level 15 Awakener who was robbing a local mart with two of his teammates.

“Those guys… Today is not the day they come this way…”

“That’s right. Damn you guys. Hey Mr. Goo. Let’s go now.”

“Two. Because of those bastards, I only took peaches… Whoa… Okay, let’s go.”

Kang Il-gu and the other two hiding in the alley ran with their bodies lowered, stuffing canned yellow peaches into their bags.

After all the evolutionary zombies filling the streets escaped to the sewers or became the food of the jet-black wheels, Seoul was quiet.

As long as you didn’t get close to Hyoseon Girls’ High School, everything was fine.

The streets were quiet, and sometimes there were conflicts between the survivors, but it didn’t turn into a big deal.

Yes, compared to other countries or regions, Seoul was very peaceful.

The survivors did their own thing. For some reason, there were no demon possessors or anything, so everyone spent the past few months half-baked, capturing survival items.

Even among them, there were those who used the underground shelter as a base or fell in love with food. In addition, Korean-Chinese who gathered in Daerim-dong created a plausible market in their own way and were even conducting business through coins.

This is all because in the beginning, Jang Jo-joon killed all the people who could become Seoul’s biggest villains in the beginning because they were threatening.

As a direct example, Ha Jin-seong and his gang, who tried to kidnap women and commit crimes, became his food first, followed by demonists who worshiped demons, and psychopaths who were making human sculptures at the sports center. .

Jang Jo-jun himself had just cut off another dangerous group to protect himself, but somehow it turned out to be a great benefit to all the survivors in Seoul.

Of course, the survivors in Seoul were unaware of this fact. I just thought I could live relatively safe as long as I didn’t come close to the neighborhood where the strange monsters were.

Even those happy days are over now.

Anyway, Kang Il-gu and his party returned to their base.

To the base where children and women are hiding.

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Meanwhile, inside the van, Jang Jo-joon with a serious expression was eating salt bread made by Lee Eun-ji and Seong Ha-rin. He slightly distorted his expression.

“Isn’t this too salty?”

“Uh… Well, that’s…”

“Hey, oppa… I think I need to drink some water…”

“What? Water? Did you ask for water now? Am I your servant?”

“Oh, no… That’s not it…”

Sitting next to him were Kang Eun-jung and Lee Hyeon-ah, whom he had brought as porters, or Lee Hoon, who had become a woman.

Both of them were human beings who were caught and forcibly TSed by Jang Jo-jun. Jang Jo-joon, just because he was bored, had the two of them sitting next to each other and was being tortured.

Naturally, the food being used for food torture was salt bread made by Lee Eun-ji and Seong Ha-rin.

Following the sweet red bean bread that was brought to hell last time, a great monster was born again this time. Maybe it’s because he’s a newbie in baking, so strange things have been born.

And it was packaged in the name of love and delivered to Zhang Zhaojun, who changed it back to the name Bounty and was feeding his men.

A vicious cycle was born in which no one had any ill intentions.

In response, Ha Jin-seong looked at the back seat in the room mirror and spoke to Jang Jo-jun with difficulty. He wanted to save Kang Eun-jung and Lee Hyun-ah from Jang Jo-jun’s Salt Bread Hell.

“Me, brother. First of all, he said he would catch those Korean-Chinese people today.”

“Uh. What is it, they set up a market on my land among themselves. You don’t even pay the seat tax. I’m going to kill them all, I’ll give you half of them, and I’ll put the other half on the black market. You seem to like the market, but you also like the black market.”

“Ah.. Yep. That, by the way…”

“Hey, don’t you drive straight? Why do you keep talking Do you want to eat salt bread too? Come on, eat.”

“Oh, no. Whoops..! Squeeze..”

“Is it delicious?”

“Eup… No, it’s delicious…”

Of course, his shallow water didn’t work. Jang Jo-jun shoved the surplus salt bread into Ha-jin-seong’s mouth.

Then he glared at Kang Eun-jung again and asked.

“Hey, Kang Eun-jung. But why don’t you answer my question straight away?”

“Yes… Yes?”

“I asked if this was salty.”

“Ah, no… That’s…”

“Why don’t you say salty? Are you lying now? Do you want to get your tongue cut? I told you to answer well. But why don’t you answer the question directly? Why? Is this a new method of suicide?”

“Oh, no!! Weave, weave! I think I’m going to die from salting it dirty-“

“Conflict!!! Did you say that Eunji is making bread? Did you turn Tell Eunji everything.”

“Oh no!!! I told you to tell me it’s salty!!!”

“Where are you talking about this!!! The nipples are perfect!!”

“Aww!!! Brother Jinseong!!! Help me!!! Aaaaa!! Twisted the top..!!!”

“Huh… Eunjung-ah… Mi-I’m sorry… I can’t save you…”

Kang Eun-jung, who is being harassed by screaming or shouting, and Lee Hyun-ah, who is beaten for asking for water.

The kind-hearted Ha Jin-seong, who accepted the two people who had no place to go as her own woman, fixed his gaze forward with tears in his eyes. She feels sorry for not being able to help.

Of course, it wasn’t serious torture. All he had to do was pinch and twist her nipples.

So they reached their destination, having a leisurely time.

“Hey, over there… Older brother… I’ve arrived, so now…”

“Hey, already? It’s fast.”

Jang Jo-joon, who had been harassing Kang Eun-jung and Lee Hyun-ah all the way, stopped the harassing only after the car stopped.

Ha Jin-seong, who was attached to the two, was finally able to breathe.

“Whoa. Everyone, grab your bags and get off.”

“Keuheu.. Yes…”

“Haha…”

Kang Eun-jung and Lee Hyun-ah drool and got out of the car.

All the way there, my legs were shaking so much that I couldn’t even walk properly.

“Yeah. They set up street vendors without zombies. Bastards.”

Jang Jo-joon, who got out of the car, walked inside, smashing several containers that were lying around Chinatown casually.

It was a kind of barrier that prevented hostile creatures from the outside from easily entering. When such a barrier was destroyed, two Korean-Chinese guards rushed out as if it were natural and stopped Jang Jo-jun.

“Look at this. Who are you to come in carelessly for seven days! There is no entrance!”

“Okay!! If you break through the wall and come in, it means ooh! He looks like a Korean. Go out again and enter the entrance. This is the first time I’ve ever seen a madman break down a wall out of nowhere!”

The two gatekeepers blocked Jang Jo-joon’s path, even holding a sword of unknown origin.

In response, Jojun Jang picked up his ears and glared at the two gatekeepers.

“Her. Look at these chicks How the fuck do I know where the entrance is. These fucking babies. “

“Yes, what did you just say!”

“I need to look at this little boy’s hands.”

In response to Jang Jo-jun’s sulky attitude, the Korean-Chinese gatekeepers attacked Jang Jo-jun at the same time.

Both were confident in their own way. He had already had the experience of repelling invaders several times and had even hunted field bosses, so he wasn’t afraid of just one Awakener.

-Fuhuaaaaak!!!!!

“Kuaaaaa”

“What is this!!!! Aaaaa…!!!”

It was obvious, but there was no way it could work. After dodging the attack as if breathing, Jang Jo-jun twisted the wrists of the two Korean-Chinese people and pulled them off.

For Jang Jo-jun, whose strength stat had already exceeded 350, the Awakeners around level 16 were no different from tofu.

If you squeeze it roughly, it will be crushed.

– Cheolpeok..!

Zhang Zhaojun gathered his plucked hands together and threw them at the fallen gatekeepers.

“Hey, are you sick?”

“Keep it.. Uhhh.. Mi-crazy…!!!”

“Yo, forgive me… Please…”

“You don’t use the Korean-Chinese dialect anymore?”

“Uh, how is that… I’m sorry…”

“Keep it off… The blood… The blood continues…”

The two learned humility only after his hand was pulled out.

At this, Jojun Jang smiled admirably and asked.

“Are you Awoken?”

“Yes… Yes, that’s right.”

“Me, me too… I’m waking up too..!”

“Okay. Class?”

“I-I’m a Warrior…”

-Kwajijik!!!

The neck of the Korean-Chinese man who introduced himself as a warrior was ripped off before he knew it.

“Dedicated.”

Hehe… Hehe…”

“Hey kid. Don’t be intimidated by this, just answer my words. If you don’t want to fall behind.”

“Me, me, me, me… I am… A bandit… A bandit..!”

“Bandit? The class is a bandit?”

“Yes, yes..! B-Brigan.. I asked and they said he was a bandit.. Hey, he specializes in looting..! Pull out food ingredients from empty boxes! He is good at cooking with human meat!!! My, please save me!”

“Bandits are another class I haven’t seen before. It would be fun to make a team with the criminal class. OK, you pass.”

Jang Jo-joon picked up the Korean-Chinese hand again, put it on the cross section of the wrist where blood was pouring out, and then attached it again with the rising flesh.

“Ahhhhh !!!

A man’s hand regenerated by rising flesh. Along with the scream, a message appeared in front of Jang Jo-jun’s eyes that the opponent had surrendered.

“Okay then. Shall we start farming in earnest?”

Jang Jo-joon, who said he would kill half and save the other half and throw them into the black market, literally killed one of the two and made the other a slave.

He started to move to shock and frighten the Korean-Chinese who settled in Chinatown in Daerim-dong.