Chapter 541 – #012. Kang Hana (9).

#012. Strong one

Hana Kang realized the truth.
As a result of researching with the power of God, I found out all the information I sowed.
It was all the more strange that I couldn’t find it because it was information that I almost spilled over.

Jinwoo Kim and Whiteface are twin brothers.
With that fact alone, Hana Kang lost her hostility towards her whiteface.
She loses her sense of mission, her will to be on guard and arresting him, and she becomes a woman, not a hero.

‘I’m looking forward to the next time we meet.’

While Kang Ha-na learned the truth about her, I interceded for the protesters.
I don’t care if anyone insults me or not.
It seems that they are not the ones who praise me.

“Whiteface!”

The protesters cheered when they saw me.
They were the people who reflexively benefited from what I had done.

Rather than making a profit…
It can be seen that he was saved by the judgment of evil after suffering only because of a strange law.
When a fist closer than the law is directed to a clear evil man, the fist can be more just than the law.

“Everyone, please stop dispersing.”
“… Yes?”

I approached the man standing in front of the protesters.
A middle-aged uncle suffered a tragedy in which his daughter was raped.
The rapist who raped the girl was sentenced to 10 years in prison, but was released two years early as a model prisoner.

I killed him, and the girl regained her freedom.
Even though I can’t bring back the happiness of the past.

“It doesn’t matter if I get cursed at. But it’s a little bit so that you protesters, fanatics, are similarly despised.”

The Internet media has already begun to work.
Of course, the villain, Whiteface, and the protesters defending him, the materials were overflowing.
Because of this, the protesters were branded as human garbage.

“Whiteface… !”

Dissolving the protesters was easier than expected.
At my word, these many people stopped protesting on their own.

Didn’t use divine power.
They were following the whiteface with their own will.
Because he punished demons on his behalf.

I was quite proud.
I’m a mean bastard too, but there were many more scum than me in the world.

Relieve stress and become a god.
Killed two birds with one stone.

After dispersing the protesters, the police who gathered to stop the protesters disperse.
Their eyes are on me, and all sorts of emotions rush in.
Most of them had a lot of supportive eyes.

I left them alone and returned.
Whiteface is no longer a villain.
I only hunt those close to demons, and I won’t touch anyone else.

This is a promise made with Hana Kang.
It is right to keep unconditionally.
That way Kang Hana will think positively about me.
When promises are broken, hard-earned trust crumbles.
That was the worst

“Come on, do you know where this is?”

I turned on a live broadcast.
Viewers began to fill in.

People waited only for my broadcast.
A whiteface that catches and kills pests that the law has failed to exterminate.
A sip of cider in a tough life.
It was an evaluation of my broadcast.

10,000, 20,000, 100,000…
It took less than 10 minutes to fill 100,000 viewers.
A great deal of interest was poured out.

“A schoolgirl took her own life here.”

Apartment roof.
It stands on a rooftop as high as 20 stories.

If it was in the past, the hamstrings would have numb.
Now it’s as comfortable as lying in my bed.
Because if you want to fly, you can fly.

“I was bullied by male and female students in the same school, gang-raped by friends called seniors, and after being treated badly, I gave up on my own life. The name of the culprit and the things he committed were written clearly in the will.”

I hung my phone on the cradle and set it aside.
I adjusted the angle so that I could take a clear picture of the space that will be the stage.

Apartment railings, perfect.

“But my friends were not punished differently. A high-ranking official position, drinking, mental illness, and even a boy with a special move.”

It’s a mind-boggling combination.
I can’t think of a way to win.

“Today’s content.”

Whiteface’s content is just murder.
It is more like a puppet show that catches, tortures, and kills criminals.

“I will punish those who drove Park Ha-yang’s friend into a corner and killed her.”

I snapped my fingers.
At that moment, twelve people were summoned in front of the camera.
There were 12 names written in Park Ha-yang’s will.

“Ugh, aaaaa!”

One guy ran out toward the roof door.
A smart phone in his hand, my broadcast was turned off.
I guess it was one of my viewers.

“Uh huh, gather at the power railing.”

It is a command.
By command through the power of God, they lined up.
It was in such a state that if you hit it, it would fall off.

“OMG… ! Help me! Sorry!”
“I-I just did what the hyungs told me to do!”
“Quaaaaa!”

Screaming and begging for mercy
Some were peeing, while others were laughing like crazy.
Scene of madness.

I captured the scene on the screen.

“I understand the bullying. It’s wrong, but it’s instinct to reject someone. I know it when I look at the behavior of young children. Bullying ‘only’, I will understand and take care of it.”

The power of God began to analyze.
The guy could clearly judge the weight of the sin.
Although my subjectivity was heavily buried.
Anyway, a person came down from the railing.

Was a male student.
His insincere appearance, he didn’t get along with the kids gathered here at all.

“What?”
─ He was Park Ha-yang’s boyfriend.
“… ?”
─ Separated by the Iljins, succumbing to violence and ignoring Park Ha-yang.
“… Tsk. OK.”

I didn’t return the guy.
I had no intention of sending it.

“My friend, what is your name?”
“Choi, Choi Jin-woo, this is…”
“Choi Jin-woo?”

The name is sweet.
For some reason, it was a friendly name.

“I will help my friend. It was an unavoidable force majeure.”

How many people can stand against the violence of the majority?
Ordinary people cannot resist the majority.

‘Easy to say.’

You can’t criticize Choi Jin-woo.
Nobody.

“Do you know what those guys did?”
“… Yes!”

Choi Jin-woo’s voice became furious.
In front of the diabolical Whiteface, he glared at the guys.

Choi Jin-Woo knows that too.
That these cruel students would die and disappear right here.

“Everyone, please report what you did to Park Ha-yang’s friend. Into the camera. I’m taking revenge on behalf of Park Ha-yang’s friend.”
“Choi Jin-woo! Choi Jin Woo Woo Woo Woo!”

A male student cried.
In a situation where you don’t know when you’ll fall in front of the railing, you’re crying and urinating.

“It smells like dirt all the way here. So, let’s get started. Because my blood will be buried. Mr. Choi Jin-woo, please justify my actions.”
“… Yes!”

Choi Jin-woo, in turn, accused the crime.

Because she is Park Ha-yang’s boyfriend, she had to watch with her own eyes the terrible things she was subjected to.
I couldn’t help it, but I threw a stone in a nasty way.
I poured out that anger here.

“I don’t think I, who is known as a villain, will be able to do this. My hands and feet are shaking.”
“Sah, live… !”
“Now that it has come to this, I need to listen to Mr. Park Ha-yang.”

He snapped his fingers and summoned Park Ha-yang.
It was possible to summon people who were already dead to a spiritual body.

─That, that person is a soul recorded in the register of the underworld, and should be punished for suicide… !

As soon as Park Ha-yang was called, a grim reaper came to me urgently.

‘Punishment for suicide?’
— …
‘Get out of here, you bastard. Before overthrowing the underworld.’
─ Yep!

The grim reaper was easily driven out.

Park Ha-yang slowly opened her eyes.
Awakening in her spirit form, she looks around her, regaining her memories.

“Here is…”
“Park Ha-yang. Do you remember their faces?”
“…”

Park Ha-yang looked at the faces of the 11 summoned people.
Her soul twisted unsteadily.
It is angry

“I-those guys… !”
“Calm down.”
“Those guys are harassing me, me… ! Mom and dad… T_T… !”

Emotions surged.
The things she felt right before her suicide burst out.

“If you cry, send them back. I won’t even give you a chance to resurrect.”
“… ?”

Resurrecting a person?
It’s not even a thing.

‘I think this will be fun in its own way.’

Kang Hana has no family.
Kang Ha-yoon is the younger sister of Da-hee.
Her parents died early.

The reason, I know.

‘I can’t wait to see how he will react.’

Can save people
That fact alone will drive countless people into madness.

Whiteface becomes a god.
A god who has overcome the barrier between hero and villain!

You cannot praise me with the nameplate of hero, and the nameplate of villain is just an insult.
It might be a religion.

“What would you like Park Ha-yang to do with these friends?”
“I want you to be just like me. I wish I could suffer and die!”
“When you die, it’s over.”
“…”

When you die, it’s over.
This is a fact Park Ha-yang knows best.

“Still, the fact that these guys live and breathe in this world… I can’t admit it. Why did I have to die because of this garbage… Why are my mom and dad… Do I have to cry because of an ugly daughter like me? .”
“So I will give you a chance.”

Killing myself is boring.
Content must always evolve and seek change.
A service for subscribers.

A silver light seeped into Park Ha-yang’s soul.
Body is made up

It’s resurrection
A human has returned from the dead.

─ Already entered in the register of the underworld…
‘Your captain, tell them you’re going to kill them later. Prepare for extinction.’
─ I’m sorry… !

Kick out the grim reaper who let Gensei go.
Park Ha-yang was resurrected.

At the moment of death, as it was at the time.

Park Ha-yang and Choi Jin-woo’s eyes widened.
The dead come back to life, so I can’t help but be surprised.

It was the same for the perpetrators.

“Eh, what the hell is this…”
“Ah, ah… !”
“I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!”

Ignore the noisy guys.
Said to Park Ha-yang.

“I’ll give you a chance to kill yourself.”
“… Yes?”
“I saved Park Ha-yang. You know it well because you’ve died once. Is it a dream or is it real?”
“…”

Park Ha-yang groped her body.
His face was smiling, but tears flowed profusely.
He couldn’t even control his emotions.

“If you want to kill the perpetrators, you can. If you don’t want blood on your hands, you don’t have to. At that time, I will kill myself.”

He took a smartphone and claimed to be a cameraman.
My screen was filled with mint.

She put the knife in her hand.

“You can push, you can stab. Do it yourself.”
“…”

Park Ha-yang looked at me.
It looks pretty pretty.

“Everything is being filmed, but murder…”
“Am I there? Trust me. Because no one in this world can touch me. Murder here and now is innocent. We are dealing with garbage that the law cannot punish, so why bother?”

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

“Can’t you? Then I will do it.”
“…”
“I have to kill it quickly and go see my parents.”
“… !”

That was the trigger
Miss Park Ha thrust her knife into her eyes that held her flesh.

“You bastard! Fuck you!”

As Choi Jin-woo describes, he was the one who forcibly took away Park Ha-yang’s first experience.
The girl who did that became a murderer.

Eleven corpses were strewn across the roof floor.
I clapped.

The chat window went crazy.

A superpower that can save people.
No one called me a villain or trash anymore.

“I will send you home.”
“Now, wait a minute… !”

I just let Choi Jin-woo and Park Ha-yang go.
I finished one piece of content, so there was no need to keep it with me.

“If you enjoyed today’s referee, subscribe, like, comment, and even set notifications. Please. I’m not going to kill you if you don’t. Live well everyone. Enough then.”

As soon as I turned off the broadcast, a Kkaetok flew in.

[Kang Hana]
─ I’d like to talk to you if I have some time.