Chapter 344 – 344. Find, Raid, and Steal

“Kaaaaa!!!!”

“W-what is that!!!”

“A monster, a monster!”

The two gatekeepers, who had managed to beat the evolved zombies, were incapacitated in an instant. One even died by being decapitated like a radish pulled out, and the other took the side of the intruder, as if hypnotized.

This nonsense happened in just 3 minutes.

Time for cup noodles to cook. Within a short period of time, Korean-Chinese dwellings fell into chaos in an instant.

As a result, people walking on the street moved away from Jang Jo-jun as much as possible, and the place was occupied by large Korean-Chinese people. All the Korean-Chinese with a stern impression.

“Yeah. It’s pretty damn delicious.”

Jo-Jun Jang, not paying attention to whether they brought weapons or not, picked up a pretty bag on the road and munched on it.

Then, among the Korean-Chinese gangsters gathered, the one who seemed to be the leader of the action raised a knife and called for Jang Jo-jun.

“Hey!!!! You!!! Do you pay for it and eat it!!!”

“Hey, you stupid bastard! The price is important right now, kid!!! That bastard just killed a person!!”

“Ah..! Hey!!! You!!! Come out right now!!! I’m going to slap you on the head and throw you dog food!!!”

They were originally members of the Trio faction, which was a combination of Guidou, Changi, and Nakseonpa, who were dividing Chinatown into three parts… They were soon to be torn to death at the hands of Jang Jo-Jun or subdued and enslaved.

“Hehe. Those are fucking big. If you cut it up and sell it on the black market, it will sell well. Isn’t it?”

“Yes, Ma, you are right.. Unconditionally, everything you said is right..”

“Fuck you. Was this a yes man? Are you going to keep saying that you’re right?”

“I’m sorry…”

Jang Jo-jun sat on the back of Dong Man-chun, a Korean-Chinese survivor of the bandit class, and looked at the approaching Korean-Chinese thugs. Sitting on top of a giant 2m 20cm tall and weighing close to 150kg, Dong Manchun’s limbs trembled and he was about to die.

“But there is no one who looks very strong.”

Meanwhile, Jang Jo-jun was staring at the crowd of thugs. He did not assume that he would lose to them in the first place.

It wasn’t carelessness or anything, it was just confidence in one’s own strength. To him, who robbed the black market infested with Yi people last week, Korean-Chinese, who were only level 16 players, were not a very threatening enemy.

Moreover, the predator’s sense of smell, which he received as a reward for achievement, was telling him. All the awakened people in front of you are under you. Kill them and eat them.

Of course, Zhang Zhaojun would not eat human flesh himself, so he would not chew and swallow it with his mouth, but he could eat it in other ways.

Most of the humans here would probably be chewed to death without even using their hands. It was downright subpar.

“Hey!! Stop looking around and go inside!”

“Hey!! Dong Manchun!!! Aren’t you coming here!?”

“You Changi bastard! Why are you so late! Come quickly!”

Anyway, the survivors of Chinatown, who had not yet grasped who Jo-Jun Jang was, prepared for battle with their own weapons.

They saw only one opponent to be killed.

There were four to be exact, but two of them were trembling women, and one was a weak-looking man, so I didn’t even treat them as opponents. Their idea was that if there was one, it could be pressed with numbers.

At that time, Han Chang-yi, the former head of the Changi faction, opened his mouth to Jang Jo-jun.

“You fucking bitch.. Do you know where your spare time is?”

“Uh.. Fucking place? Chinta Club?”

“That bastard!”

“Okay!!! What are you talking about with a madman for so long!!”

“Okay!!! You bastard bitches, hurry up and throw them in as pig food!!”

“Uhhhhh!!!”

Two Korean-Chinese activists, who were extremely angry at Jang Jo-jun’s cheap provocation, charged at them using their skills.

The skill they used was a slashing skill commonly shown by the Awakened warrior class.

“Hmm.. Dropped out.”

Jang Jo-jun, who realized that they were a useless class with only skills, activated the unclean hand.

Corruption fluid flowed from Jojun Jang’s hands. As the two rushed towards Jang Jo-jun, they realized that the liquid between them was unusual, but the bodies of the two Korean-Chinese were too bloated to stop.

-Chi Iik..!!!

“Ahhhhh !!!

Zhang Zhao-jun lightly thrust his hands out and penetrated the chest of a Korean-Chinese man wearing a shirt and a belly button tee.

The corrupting fluid created by unclean hands lightly melted the chest of the Korean-Chinese, shattered the sternum, and grabbed the heart.

In an instant, the chest was pierced and the half-rotten heart escaped from the back of the Korean-Chinese.

“Cheuk…”

“Keah hah… Kuh hah… Haha…”

-Pud deuk…

Zhang Zhaojun waved his arms and brushed off the bodies of the two as if tore them apart.

Then the upper and lower bodies of the two Korean-Chinese were horribly and dirty separated and scattered across the asphalt road. There was already a huge difference in speed. Their movements were too slow for Jang Jo-Jun, whose speed stat alone exceeded 300.

“Me, that and that…”

“This crazy…”

Fight doesn’t work The Korean-Chinese thugs who had bravely stepped forward at the sight of the two being smashed like boiled potatoes in front of them hesitated and stepped back.

There is no way to do this.

Just by touching the monster in front of you, your body will be crushed, and if you hold it in his hand, it will melt.

Korean-Chinese were terrified.

“Dedicated.”

In the meantime, two Korean-Chinese entered the stomach of Kashinax.

[It tantalizes me. Give me more.]

The insatiable evil god demanded more and more tribute from his one and only apostle. The tribute itself was no longer important. The fact that Jang Jo-joon made the offering himself was more important.

“Yes. It’s been a long time since I’ve made a human tribute, so I have to give more.”

Jang Jo-jun laughed and checked the faces of the Korean-Chinese who quietly stepped back. He then pointed out one guy and called out.

“Hey, that bastard with a picture on his face.”

“Me? Me, do you mean me?”

“Okay. You’re the kid What did you say about me just now? You say they throw it with pig rice?”

“Ah, child… That’s child… There seems to be a misunderstanding between us…”

The Korean-Chinese tattooed on her face threw down the sashimi she was holding and waved her hand away.

“Hey, don’t be a jerk and come out quickly. If you don’t come out now, I’m going to set this whole place on fire. A child, a woman, your family, all burned to death. Come out soon Yes, I have a story to tell. I’m busy.”

Zhang Zhaojun smiled and threatened him. Then, Lee Hyeon-ah and Kang Eun-jung, who were standing next to Jang Jo-joon, pulled out a barrel full of gasoline from a large-capacity magic bag, one barrel, two barrels, three barrels… Endlessly.

It was an amount that could burn down the entire neighborhood if it was determined and set on fire.

“This. This fuck…”

“Hey, Dad, get out quickly.. As long as you go out, we will live.”

“Fuck guys, don’t push! Do you know how to go?”

In the end, a Korean-Chinese with a tattoo on his face stood in front of Jang Jo-jun, looking at his eyes.

He was about 180 cm tall, so he was quite tall for a Korean-jok, but Jang Jo-joon looked very dwarfed when standing in front of him because he was close to 2m 20cm.

“I’m here? Name is?”

“Wui Dong-hwi… Since he’s here for now… Put that lighter… Down… And talk…”

“Hey. Shut up and answer only what I ask. Don’t brush your teeth for nothing. I warned you once. You guys listen too!!! Give me one warning!!! From now on, those who talk nonsense will be eaten alive.”

Abyssal Maw was created next to Jang Joon, and at the same time his mouth opened. With that alone, Wei Donghui lost all fighting spirit.

It is a monster that suddenly appears and destroys the Dong brothers, who are well known in the neighborhood, and at the same time tore and kills the two leaders of the Samjo faction.

Adversarial impossible. The existence in front of my eyes was close to a living disaster. So, Wei Donghui decided to obey his orders absolutely. Because an angular stone is right.

[The opponent has succumbed to you.]

After reading the message that Wei Donghui had surrendered in front of him, Zhang Zhaojun smiled in satisfaction.

At that time, someone moved from the back of the group of Korean-Chinese thugs who were unable to move due to Jo-Jun Jang’s momentum. It was a relatively young Korean-Chinese man who was trying to sneak away in the confusion.

Noticing this, Jojun Jang immediately created tentacles under the young man’s feet and tied him up. In fact, his entire range of vision was equivalent to an attack range.

From the moment they appeared in front of Jang Jo-joon’s eyes, the right to live and die was in his hands.

“Hey!!!!”

“Heh, heh!!!”

“From now on, if even one of you 31 of you standing in front of me escapes, I will find and kill all the Korean-Chinese in all parts of the world without leaving a single one. And don’t just kill the guy who ran away. Like this…”

An abyss mouth was created on both sides of the Korean-Chinese man who was being held captive, and it chewed his body in half and swallowed it.

“Aaaaa Gmaaaaan!!!!”

Quadduk..!!!!

“Ooh, ooh…”

A few retched and a few struggled to figure out how to get out of this situation. And around that time, the latecomers finally arrived.

– Pusssss…

The mushroom people who had gathered before they knew it began to surround the containers that surrounded Chinatown.

No one will be able to leave this place now. In an ordinary way.

******

“Haa.. Fuck.. Fuck..”

Hwang Ho-chun, a man who jumped down the manhole as soon as he saw Jang Jo-joon’s face.

He had two children and a wife.

“Daddy, we have to go quickly… That’s a monster.”

The moment he saw Jang Jo-jun, he realized that he couldn’t win, so he chose to run away.

His class is Scouter. I was able to check the opponent’s level, name, and abilities. If Jang Jo-joon had a lower level than Hwang Ho-chun, he would have been able to check his profile and skills organized by the system. All of this was possible because the scouter was a class specialized in obtaining information from opponents.

Of course, at this point, there was not a single human with a higher level than Jang Jo-Jun, so it was impossible for any scout to see Jang Jo-Jun’s detailed information.

Anyway, he led his family and recklessly ran through the underground water canal to avoid Zhang Zhaojun. After running for about 30 minutes like that, they stopped for a while to catch their breath.

“What did you see?”

At that time, Hwang Ho-chun’s wife asked her husband, who seemed to have lost her mind.

Hwang Ho-chun caught his breath and answered.

“Whoa.. Whoa.. The level.. Was level 22..”

“Uh.. It’s quite high, but.. That doesn’t mean you have to run away like this..”

“There is. There’s a reason to run away.. His level is aside.. His ability.. What’s over 300..”

“What? Three hundred..?”

His wife, a non-awakened woman who had a relatively good knowledge of the status window, class, and abilities while talking to her husband, was shocked at the word three hundred. It’s hard to exceed 100, but it’s a strength figure that reaches 300.

It was 375 to be exact, but it was a ridiculous figure for them to imagine anyway.

“The Jangchangi of the Changi faction was only 94 years old… A figure of over 300. That’s something wearing a human mask. Now, everyone, wake up. Let’s go.”

“Yes..”

“Father.. My leg hurts..”

“Hold on a little bit.. It will come soon..”

Hwang Ho-chun usually went outside and made friends with several survivors.

There was no law for him to blindly pretend to be a group of survivors just because he was Korean-Chinese.

Rather, the Korean-Chinese thugs, who became free with the disappearance of laws and morals, settled down by arranging zombies faster than others, and thanks to that, Chinatown and its vicinity were relatively safe. Should I say that if you listen carefully to the thugs, you will be able to live well?

Anyway, thanks to that, those in charge of outside activities, including scout Hwang Ho-chun, interacted with nearby survivors several times.

“I know a place that will accept us. You have to go there first And.. You have to be prepared..”

Now, the target Hwang Ho-chun set was an underground bunker in the wealthy village where Kang Il-gu and his aides live.

If you go there, you will find a way to survive. Hwang Ho-chun had no doubts.

“Kishasa…”

Of course, Jang Jo-jun, who has a thorough personality, had already spread the offspring of the jet-black wheel in the underground waterway.

And one of them caught up with Hwang Ho-chun and his family.

In order to find all the survivors that Jang Jo-joon’s women couldn’t find.