Chapter 210 – (Episode 210) 31. Before the Storm

(Episode 210)

After Mia, Naima, a Pakistani beauty with psychic powers of unifying shadows, became Special Agent 2 of the Psychic Countermeasures Headquarters.

Her charm is her bright skin color like a white European, her explosively voluptuous body, and her idiotic beauty that ruthlessly breaks down the boundaries of her opponents.

However, among her agents, she has the lowest level of education and lacks common sense and knowledge, so her understanding and decision-making skills are relatively low.

She is well aware of her own shortcomings, so she terribly cares for and cares for her family and colleagues based on her absolute love and obedience to Han Myeong-sik.

Mia, who tends to show condescension by showing off her charms and fawning in a maid outfit, and I, the one who silently does the housework behind her,

From her training schedule to checking her condition, preparing equipment and consumables, as well as taking care of her post-training and tidying up, every person of her age.

She is often mistreated or teased for asking questions of her family and colleagues to the point of being annoying for this,

Who wouldn’t love Naima, who wakes up first every day, prepares breakfast, makes sure she’s gone to sleep, and then goes to bed last.

So, no one blamed her for the small ball she poured out to successfully wrap up the party to celebrate her graduation from the training center, but the aftermath was unexpectedly large.

“Hey… I thought it would be like this…”

As she arrives at the US military base in Singapore to go to leader, Naima ends up breaking her cry.

“I said it’s okay, you were punished yesterday for bothering us, right? Do you want me to hit your ass more?”

“How can Master and Daisy pass the trouble of traveling all the way to England to getting her ass slapped because of me, Ui Yiing…”

Then her colleague Mia hugged her and stroked her hair.

“My hard work in traveling around England is unrewarded, but I know the heart of our Nima.”

“Ahh! I’m sorry, Mia… Aaaaa!!”

“Yes, yes, I will cry a lot because I will be pampered when I go to leader.”

Naima, who had changed her complexion darker and disguised herself as an leadern as a prank by her missing child, was terribly distraught upon arriving in leader.

Han Myeong-sik, Mia, and Daisy Brown, who were put into the operation together, couldn’t speak the local language at all, so they were busy interpreting because there were more than 26 official languages, including Hindi and English.

“Whoa… Again, it was in vain.”

When she returned to the hotel, Daisy gently comforted Myeong-shik Han, who was lamenting as he leaned back on the sofa in the lobby.

“It’s not in vain, at least you’ve identified it.”

“Then what are you doing, I couldn’t even find a body.”

“Anyway, this confirms the true identity of the two, right? You worked hard today, Naima.”

In the meantime, she liked Naima, who brought cold drinks for everyone, with her idiotic smile on her face.

“What, the information her sister found out was so accurate that I only translated.”

“But where does Daisy get that exact information from?”

Daisy, who was sitting on Mia Han’s lap and teasing her, answered Mia’s question with a bright smile like her real teenage girl.

“It’s not something to brag about because it’s a painful history, but Britain and leader have a very deeply intertwined relationship.”

“Is it different from Korea and Japan?”

“If you put aside the period of colonial rule and the harmful effects, the difference is bigger than you think, and the social status and perception of leaderns who succeeded by the British are different.”

“Are you seeing that other virtue?”

Before she became a woman, she never thought that Mia’s memories of being interested in far-right anti-Korean ideologies would increase her understanding in this way.

“Right, to be precise, it’s the power of a human network connected to leadern-British people.”

At Daisy’s explanation, Han Myung-sik pointed out, stroking his hips and thighs.

“Leaderns themselves helping the British?”

“There aren’t any leaderns like that, but those kinds of people aren’t really helpful.”

“Hmm… Are we maintaining an appropriate balance between the interests of the two countries?”

“That’s it, it’s a wise and rational move to face reality and use it for the benefit of one’s country.”

“From the point of view of Koreans who have to beat Japan at rock-paper-scissors, it seems unlucky to see them taking advantage of each other, but it is practical.”

At Myeong-sik Han’s reaction, Mia sighed with a depressed expression.

“Why can’t Korea and Japan do that?”

“Someday that will happen.”

“Because the owner will change everything.”

“I can’t give up Japanese pornography, anime, and manga.”

“If the relationship between the two countries gets better, will that disappear?”

“Yeah, I don’t know, anything that develops naturally is good.”

“Then why did you turn Korea upside down?”

“Did you touch me?”

It’s a forced argument that doesn’t match the front and rear, but it’s useless to argue because he’s a man who can do it. Naima, who had been quiet in the background, asked Daisy softly.

“Daisy, is the operation in leader over now?”

“No, there is one more.”

“When do you move?”

“I’m still tracking her whereabouts, she seems to have suddenly disappeared a few months ago.”

“Where?”

“I couldn’t find it, so it must be missing, right?”

Today’s work was over, so Han Myeong-sik wanted to taste every nook and cranny of the three women who smelled fragrant flesh from their sweat.

“Then, shall we go up to the hotel room and rest for a while before dinner?”

“Everyone is up and resting, I’ll find out if there’s any new information and come back.”

After giving a deep kiss to the man she loved, Daisy walked out of the hotel lobby with a lively gait and a luscious buttocks.

Boo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Naima, who had lost her mind while getting stuck with Mia, woke up at the sound of her phone vibrating.

“Hello?”

[Naima! Wake up everyone! Go ahead and avoid it! Hurry!!]

Without hesitation, Naima slapped Myeong-shik Han on the cheek and immediately kicked Mia’s side.

“Ugh… ! What… What?”

“Master! Hour! Hour!!”

“Omg!”

If it was a little late, the three of them would have died without moving. Time stopped at the moment when red flames exploded through the hotel door and rushed in.

“Ah… It hurts… , Naima you… Uh? Uh huh radish… What’s the situation?”

“Get her clothes on first, Mia. If it wasn’t for Daisy’s phone call, we’d all be dead.”

Han Myeong-sik’s clothes were already packed, and Mia, who was holding her panties in her hand, hugged her and kissed her.

“I love you, Naima!”

“Thank you to the master who saved us, not to me.”

“Master, I love you!”

Perhaps it was the relief of saving their lives in the desperate moment, the three of them exchanged passionate kisses regardless of the explosion flames that surged right in front of their noses.

“Whoa… Fuck, I almost died, but let’s do it first, I fucking want to do it!”

“Me too! Fuck me, master!”

Without even needing a caress, the three of them got so hot that they became one body and began to roll on the spot.

“Haaaaa… ! Fuck! Dare my girls! My lost child! To kill my Naima! Fuck!! I will kill them all!!!”

“Haaaaagh! Master! Hyaaaaagh!!”
“Ahhh! Oh! Oh! Haha!! Aaaaa!!!”

Mia and Naima thought their bodies would explode at the most ruthless and one-sided stitching of the countless acts they had experienced so far.

In the desperate heart felt by Han Myeong-sik, who was extremely excited and angry, a pleasure greater than pain returned to an immense climax.

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In a situation like a scene from an action movie, the three people who made intense love as if it were the last time moved to the roof of a building far away.

Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa

The bomb was so powerful that an entire floor of the hotel was blown away in an instant with a tremendous explosion.

Before moving, Mia and Nima walked around the rooms that were expected to be damaged and evacuated the guests to the lobby, or else dozens of people would have lost their lives.

“Can’t we miss the bomber if we turn back time like this?”

Mia’s point was correct, but she couldn’t ignore the practical problem.

“Daisy doesn’t know if I can stop time yet, I’d like to tell you all about it, but you don’t know what the future US government will look like?”

“Ah… That’s it.”

Mia and Naima nodded their heads as they recalled why Commissioner William Gordon was running around in Washington, DC.

Daisy, who was hurriedly returning to the hotel in a vehicle driven by a local intelligence asset in leader, and Han Myung-sik and his party joined at the promised place.

As a result of a thorough search around the hotel using the automatic status window display function, it was found that an leadern boy in his early teens was the bomber.

“Since you paid for it, you must have left it in front of your hotel room without a doubt that it was an explosive, right?”

“You should see that.”

“Any information about the background?”

At Myeong-sik Han’s question, Daisy shook her head nervously putting her phone into the pocket of her jeans.

“Not in our database.”

“Then I’ll have to dig around again.”

“Where there is a name, I will find it using local assets. Go to the safe house with the kids and get some rest.”

“Aren’t you supposed to take a break?”

“Do I look tired?”

“Then what about us?”

I was slightly reminded, but Myung-sik Han’s straight and handsome face was the same as the fresh state he had seen when he received it in the morning.

The dazzling beauty of Mia and Naima, who were standing behind them showing off their sexy figure, was also intact, and Daisy let out a smirk.

“Whoops, everyone looks fine, do I look just as pretty as them?”

“Where do you go now… No, could you go into the alley over there and check it out?”

“Do you want to fuck your ass in this filthy town?”

“You’re not interested at all, are you?”

“You can’t get into my head!”

Haha, pretending to be hot while being hot, come here!”

“Black! I knew what would happen to me in an explosion!”

As the narrow waist was pulled tight, Daisy burst out crying and started pouring kisses first.

In an unfamiliar alley where all sorts of stench sting your nose, the act of getting rid of it quickly while receiving the curious eyes of the children in the slums was different, but it was enough to do it once.

“Isn’t this a restaurant I know?”

Daisy’s collapsed reaction in front of the place she found after wasting a full day had several meanings.

“So you’re saying you’ve misunderstood that man’s name all this time?”

“This fact is rather shocking…”

“Can I tell you something even more surprising?”

“What?”

“That bastard originally belonged to DMI.”

“DMI… ?”

The reason Daisy’s eyes widen is because she didn’t know that the man who was cooking in the shabby restaurant was a member of leader’s Directorate of Military Intelligence (DMI).

“There is one more thing.”

“What?”

“He’s selling information to Chinese MSS.”

“Huh… !”

Daisy quickly put her hand over her mouth, fearing that he would burst out screaming.

It is surprising that the man whom I knew as an informant recruited by the British Secret Service (SIS) was an agent of leader’s DMI and a ponytail of China’s Ministry State Security (MSS).

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a double spy, but I thought it was a triple spy.”

“It was clean when we checked it out?”

“Would SIS in the UK be upset if they knew this?”

“It’s not such an important asset, so it’s not a big deal…”

“The person in charge will be held accountable.”

“That… I guess so.”

“With this, it has been revealed that the Chinese were behind this incident.”

“Whoa… I will report to headquarters.”

Han Myeong-sik, who had been comforting Daisy’s shoulder as she contacted the headquarters via the security line, looked at the restaurant across the road and was annoyed.

“These Chinese bastards are just…

It was because the Chinese character signboards that could easily be found all over the street seemed to be teasing.

(Continued on next episode 211)