At the same time as spitting water, Jong-seok had two women in a vein.

'Mac....'

The pulse of the two women was strange. Mac was a little quick with excitement, and his body was in a languid strange state.

The opposite pulse was felt simultaneously.

Did he take both tranquilizers and stimulants?’

He looked at the two women who were wondering about him and said Jong-seok.

"Come here."

Then Jong-seok tried to walk by holding the two women's wrists, and they said embarrassedly.

"What's wrong with you, Jong-seok?"

"You two have to vomit now."

"Saturday? We don't have an upset stomach.”

"There's medicine in the water you two drank."

Jong-seok's words instantly hardened the faces of the two women.

"About?"

"I think it's an stimulant and a sedative. Tap here with your finger."

When Jong-seok pretended to press one side of his neck with his own hands, the two women copied him.

"You'll feel the heartbeat. It's a little fast, right?”

"I don't usually know the beat... But is this fast?”

"Yes. You feel a little good and drowsy, don't you?”

"Yes."

Choi Mi-jin, who found out that they had taken strange medicine, said with a afraid face.

"Then here..."

"No."

Jong-seok, who took the two in a hurry, approached a tree. A glimpse of Jong-seok looked sideways at the white people.

They were following at a great distance. It was such a long distance that if you didn't know them, you wouldn't know they would follow you.

Anyway, Jong-seok, who took Choi Mi-jin behind the tree, pressed one side of her stomach with his finger.

Suddenly, Choi Mi-jin was surprised by Jong-seok's hand pressing her stomach and tried to back down.

But already, Jong-seok's hand was after pressing her stomach....

"Wow!"

Choi Mi-jin bent down and began to vomit.

"Sister."

"Calm down."

Choi Mi-jin vomited some food along with the water she drank as she vomited continuously.

Jong-seok pulled Choi Mi-jin to his side and pressed Choi Mi-hyang's stomach as well.

Watching Choi Mi-hyang vomit with Choi Mi-jin, Jong-seok pulled out the water he had bought from his bag.

"Gargle."

Choi Mi-jin and Choi Mi-hyang took turns drinking water at Jong-seok's words and immediately spat it out.

Looking at those two people, Jong-seok took out his business card.

Jong-seok, who took out Jack Bauer's business card, called the number.

Hello.

Jong-seok spoke quickly with Jack's voice.

"I'm Lee Jong-seok, who was indebted to you yesterday."

Mr. Lee.

Jack's welcome voice quickly explained the situation.

"We're at Griffith Observatory Park, and there are white people who give drugged water to women."

Medicine?

"It looks like a mixture of tranquilizers and marijuana. And... they keep following those white women."

Are you with them now?

"Yes."

I'll contact your police now. Try to stay where people are and wait as long as you can.

When Jack hung up, Choi Mi-jin looked at him with anxious eyes.

"Are you following us?"

"Don't worry."

"Don't you have to go down the mountain?"

Jong-seok smiled at Choi Mi-jin's anxious appearance.

"Trust me, I'll protect you."

"But... there are three strong men over there."

Jong-seok, who was looking at Choi Mi-jin, took out his cell phone and searched for a video clip of a Kung Fu master at the LA airport.

Then Jong-seok showed it to Choi Mi-jin.

"Oh? Oh? This is Jong-seok?""Are you really Jong-seok?"

When the two women were watching the fight in the video, the video cut off and called.

He received a call from Choi Mi-jin.

"Hello."

Go to the entrance of Griffith Observatory now. There'll be cops. And don't approach them first for no reason. You may have a gun.

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who hung up on it, looked at Choi Mi-jin. Choi Mi-jin was searching for Jong-seok's video on their cell phones.

"Follow me."

When Jong-seok took the lead, Choi Mi-jin walked after him. Moving toward Griffith Observatory, Jong-seok glanced at the white people.

They were glancing at the stalagmites, looking at the clock.

"Bad sons of bitches... I'll give her some medicine.'

With that in mind, as I approached the entrance of Griffith Observatory, the phone rang.

Mr. Lee?

"Yes."

I heard from Jack. Are we at the entrance?

"Yes."

I'm going to raise my hand, but I'm using sunglasses.

Jong-seok nodded as he looked around at the sound from beyond the phone.

A stout black man was seen raising his hand with sunglasses on.

"I saw it."

Are you sure you're coming with two women?

Jong-seok nodded at the words of a black man who was keeping his eye on him.

Where are the people who gave you the water?

"It's two o'clock from there. Three handsome guys like models."

Okay, I got it.

The black man who hung up the phone took the radio out of his back pocket and began to say something.

Jong-seok stood there and whispered quietly to Choi Mi-jin and Choi Mi-hyang.

"Please pretend that your body is relaxed."

"Pretending to be relaxed."

"Just lean on me."

At Jong-seok's words, two women leaned gently against Jong-seok. Jong-seok glanced at the white people with his shoulders down on them.

White people were watching this side to see if they saw the women stagger.

Then they began to talk about something between themselves.

He seemed to be discussing what to do with Jong-seok.

The stalactites staggered small at him. Then the whites glanced around and began to walk quickly.

Jong-seok also comes with the idea of rising medicinal energy.

And...

Four people slipped out of the crowd. And then, at one go, hit the white guys.

"What!"

"Let it go!"

While the white people were startled and embarrassed by the sudden incident, the people who caught them shouted.

"Don't move!"

"Stop!"

People around him faltered back in surprise at the sight.

In an instant one's scream came as the men who had overpowered the white men pressed them against the ground.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

The white man, who was pressed on the floor, took out a knife, stabbed the leg of the man who pressed him, and jumped up and was running away.

The black man, who was on the phone with Jong-seok, pulled out his gun and tried to point it at him, he hurriedly lifted it up.

The white man dug into the people and ran away. If you fire now, people could be hit.

The black man with the gun ran fast, glaring at the white man.

"You son of a gun!"

And the black man running forward saw the back of Jong-seok.

Before I knew it, Jong-seok jumped forward.

Fa'at!

Jong-seok's eyes were wide open when he saw the distance becoming distant in an African-American eyes were wide open.

'Fast!'

When a black man thought of such a thing, Jong-seok was running on full power using wind energy.

Papapot!

Whenever his feet hit the ground, his body quickly penetrated into people.

There were people who were surprised by their movements, but Jong-seok did not bump into them.

When people stopped him, he made a gentle turn and sidled along. It just passed through the crowd like the wind.

And...

Jong-seok stepped on the bench with heresy and soared into the air.

Fa'at!

Like a bird, a slanted bell stone twisted its body, holding a street lamp by hand.

Whiz!

Jong-seok, who changed his direction by holding a street lamp, kicked the back of a white man running.

Puck!

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

Boom boom!

His eyes hardened as Jong-seok hurried to catch the fallen white man rolling on the floor.

A fallen white man will rush up and point a knife with blood on it.

"Puck you!"

With a curse, the white man took up a knife and rushed quickly.

"Whoa!"

The breathing stone gently extended both hands.

And a knife that pokes into his chest with his posture...

The foot of the stalactites moved toward the fast stabbing knife.

Phew!

When the knife shot up with a kick on the wrist, Jong-seok stepped forward and punched the white man in the chest.

Puff, puff, Puffing!

Jong-seok, who quickly hit the story, kicked the white man's ankle.

Puck!

Boooong!

Boom!

Watching the white man fall straight to the ground, Jong-seok pressed him with his knees.

"Argh! Let go! Let go!"

Holding down on the screaming man, Jong-seok pressed his blood.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Then the man, who was struggling, lost consciousness and stretched. While doing that, a black man approached and handcuffed the man's hand.

"Thank you for your help."

"No."

Seeing a black man drooping over Jong-seok's horse as he tried to raise a man, he quickly touched his neck.

"You've passed out.”

"It looks like he's on drugs. I've been running under the influence of drugs, and I think I've had a temporary shock."

A black man hit the white man in the palm of his hand and woke him up. But there's no way a white man who's unconscious from the pressure of his blood will ever wake up if he hits it with his palm.

Jong-seok pressed some part of the white man's body with his hands.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

At the sight of a white man rising with a painful scream, a black man pulled him up roughly and walked to where his colleagues were.

Jong-seok, who was following such a black man, rushed to run what he thought.

"Why?"

"The one who got stabbed!"

He did nothing to the man who was stabbed to catch the white man.

The fast-running stalactite approached the bleeding man.

Jong-seok sat next to Jong-seok and said, looking at the man pressing the cloth against the bleeding man's thigh.

"Wait a minute, please.

"Are you a doctor?"

"In Korea."

At Jong-seok's words, the man nodded as he looked at him. Then he stepped aside and Jong-seok looked at the affected area.

Shoot!

Blood spurted like a fountain when the cloth was lifted. Jong-seok quickly pressed some blood with his hands.

Sweep!

The blood stream that was spouting at the hands of Jong-seok stopped.

"Huh?"

The man next to him looked at the stalactites with surprised eyes. When I do the police, I see many injured people.

And the blood that now spewed was not blood that would stop so easily.

"How?"

"When is the ambulance coming?"

"He'll be here in a minute."

"How long does it take to get to the nearest trauma hospital?”

"It's ten to fifteen minutes."

Then Jong-seok pointed out a few more places of his body's blood and took out his cell phone to check the time.

'6:27.'

Jong-seok, who checked the time, looked at the patient who had been stabbed and said,

"The bleeding will start at 6:50."

"6:50?”

As we talked, a police car and an ambulance came quickly with the sound of sirens.

Jong-seok said while looking at the patient as the ambulance approached.

"Remember. 6:50.”

"Okay."

Paramedics hurried up as the patient nodded at Jong-seok's words.

Jong-seok told paramedics about the patient's symptoms.

"Are you a doctor?"

"In Korea."

At Jong-seok's words, paramedics nodded as they looked at him, rushed the patient on a stretcher and set off.

And in the meantime, white people were being loaded into police cars. And a black man approached Jong-seok.

"What about those who took the pills?"

"Two of you."

"You're a victim of the incident, so we need to get a brief investigation at the police station."

When Choi Mi-jin and Choi Mi-hyang said they had to go to the police station, they were afraid of their faces.

Jong-seok smiled at him and said,

"Don't worry, I'll come with you."

"Will you come with me?”

"Yes, they should be punished."

Then Jong-seok took the bucket in Choi Mi-jin's hand and held it out to the black man.

"This is the drink they gave here to the ladies. They'll have drugs and their fingerprints on them."

When the black man beckoned the police at Jong-seok's words, he brought the evidence-collecting envelope and put a bucket in it.

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