Jongseok, who is located under the bridge and under the tower, closed his eyes.

Argh!

Through 'Life Separation,' I began to feel the energy of people on the bridge.

You can check if there are people or not by looking at the energy with your nose. But it cannot confirm who is a terrorist or a hostage.

That's why they've started a "life division." "Life Identification" distinguishes life from others, and you can also tell their feelings and energy.

"You can think of these raw, life-feeling powers as terrorists.’

Jong-seok, who sensed the energy and checked the location of the terrorists, slipped out and quickly jumped onto the bridge.

Tata blame!

At the same time as he appeared on the bridge, Jong-seok's body quickly ran up the tower.

The Tower Bridge terrorist attack put British police and authorities in a state of emergency.

And the British spy agency MI6 was also using drones to spy on Tower Bridge.

"What's that?"

At the murmur of video analyst Hobbs, who was watching Tower Bridge, the person next to him saw him.

"Why? Is there any change?”

Asked by a colleague, Hobbs pulled back and showed the video he was watching.

"Oh? What is this?"

My colleague looked at the screen in wonder. The screen showed a person jumping up the tower.

But the problem was that it was fast and that it was climbing up the tower like a flat ground.

And the man who was running up the tower was soon going through the tower's window.

"What is this?"

Hobbs, who was looking at his colleague looking at the screen with embarrassed eyes, picked up his laptop and hurried to one place.

***

Fa'at!

At the same time as entering an open window, the hands of the stalactites moved rapidly.

Papapot!

With Jong-seok's fingers bouncing, men's groans were heard.

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

Three men groaned at Jong-seok's geomancy and hardened. Jong-seok, who set foot on the ground with him, looked around.

There was a person around who was bleeding and dead. The numbers are two......and three men on one side lay down with their hands on their heads.

He tore his sleeve and covered his face and said,

"I'm here to rescue you."

At Jong-seok's words, the hostages, who had not yet figured out the situation, raised their heads and raised themselves to the presence of a new person.

But soon they leaned back again. The terrorists were still standing there.

Jong-seok told him.

"It's all right. Rest assured."

As he spoke, Jong-seok took away the terrorists' guns and held them out to the hostages.

"Anyone who can shoot?"

A man raised his hand at Jong-seok's words.

"I'm out of Yorkshire."

"Name?"

"Orando."

"Olando, you should search these people."

I don't know what the Yorkshire Regiment is, but Jong-seok gave him a gun when he said he was out of the army.

The man carried a gun, checked the pharmacy, and loaded it.

Knock, knock!

Jong-seok nodded at the man who was familiar with the gun and saw the two bodies.

'You bastards...'

Jong-seok, who cursed inside, saw the two men he had overpowered.

One was near the window, one lying on the table a little away from the window.

And the last one was watching them right next to the hostages.

Now, of course, I'm disarmed and bloodshot, but I'm standing there blankly.

And the man lying on the table seemed to be a sniper, given that he had a big sniper gun.

Then Orlando approached such a terrorist, pointed a gun at him, searched his pocket, and began to take away his ammunition and weapons.

The wonder in Orlando's face was young as he took the weapon away from the terrorist.

But why are these guys so stiff?’

Then Orlando raised his fist and hit a terrorist in the face.

Phew!

Leaning!

And when he saw the terrorist falling for him, he wondered about Orlando's face and began to step on him.

"You bastard! You bastard! Puck you! Puck you! Puck you!"

Jong-seok did not stop Orlando, who used abusive language and stepped on terrorists.

'It's cheap to get hit.’

When Jong-seok muttered into his mouth, other hostages began to join him in stepping on the terrorists.

Once Jong-seok sat down the sniper, he relaxed his blood.

Shaking!

The man could neither scream nor ask for help. Jong-seok's life is pressing down on the man like a mountain.

In the meantime, Jong-seok has used a lot of life to subdue people. But I've never been as self-contained as I am now.

They are the bad guys who deserve to die because they are paralyzed by life.

The man's face was white as a sheet. Looking at such a man, Jong-seok said,

"How many of you are there in total?”

“.....”

Jong-seok said, looking at a man who looked at him with fearless eyes without speaking.

"I don't have time. Blink your eyes twice if you want to talk."

Along with the horse, Jong-seok's hand touched the man's back.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

As soon as Jong-seok's hand touched, the man's body began to tremble frantically.

Now the history of Jong-seok's hands was stimulating the man's blood.

That's not for treatment, but for pain. Now the man was suffering a terrible pain, like a needle stuck in the blood of his whole body.

And after a while the man began to blink his eyes hurriedly. Jong-seok himself didn't blink once or twice, but Jong-seok took off his hand.

“26.....”

Twenty-six....’

Jong-seok spewed life at the man's answer.

Argh!

Jong-seok opened his mouth when the murderous man began to tremble.

"My cell phone didn't work."

"We're jamming the radio."

Jong-seok said to the man who spoke in fear.

"What should I do to communicate?"

The man hesitated for a moment at the question of Jong-seok. As Jong-seok raised the flesh further, blood began to flow down from his eyes and nose with his face distorted.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok asked again, looking at the man who was throwing up blood and trembling.

"There are two other people besides you who can answer.”

He took out a square radio from his chest with a trembling hand at Jong-seok's words.

"That's possible."

Jong-seok, who received the radio, also pulled out earphones that were stuck in the man's ears.

Orlando, who saw it, came up and said,

"It's a military communication device."

"Can I get in touch with the police out there?"

Orlando shook his head at the question of the stalactite.

"Unless the preset frequency, communication is not possible."

"Can I change the frequency?"

"It's not my area of expertise."

Orlando shook his head and Jong-seok looked at him and looked at the window.

[Jad, fire stopped. What's going on?]

Then a small sound was heard from the wireless earphones, and Jong-seok put it in the ear of the sniper.

"You know what to do?"

When Jong-seok touched Sniper's back, he flinched and pressed the radio button and said,

"Hijard's in business.”

Haddad was a man holding a telescope next to a sniper. When he sets a target, the sniper aims and shoots.

[Little bladder...]...you can target and keep hunting.]

"Okay."

Looking at the sniper who finished the radio with it, Jong-seok caught the sniper and shot him a few shots outside the window.

Of course, it's not about hitting people, it's about the extent of the car. Then Jong-seok saw Orlando.

"Is there any way to communicate with the police?"

"If it's simple, why don't we send Morse code?”

Jong-seok saw him at Orlando's horse.

"Can you do it?"

"I know how to."

"Then smite the sniper, signal 26 enemies."

On Jong-seok's horse, Orlando said after a while.

"What about SOS?”

"What?"

"That's such a complicated sign......”

Jong-seok nodded at Orlando's words.

"Go ahead. The police also know that Sniper is shooting here, so if there's a signal here, they'll do something about it."

Orlando nodded at Jong-seok's words and took the flash from one side and began to signal outward.

Jong-seok, who was watching it, saw the other hostages.

"Is there anyone else who can handle guns?"

The hostages shook their heads at Jong-seok's horse. Jong-seok held out his pistol to them.

The hostages, who looked at Jong-seok with perplexed eyes at him when he said he couldn't handle it, received a pistol for now.

"It's easy to use. If a bad guy comes in, you can aim and shoot."

Then Jong-seok let the hostages stand by the window and shoot them there.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was no fear of the others coming when they heard the gunshot. It's a terrorist scene where gunshots are rampant everywhere anyway.

The stalactites that made him shoot so many times changed the ammunition dumps. In fact, I've never shot a gun before.

But it wasn't that difficult to deal with. I used to shoot guns when I was educated in the military, and when I watch action movies, it's like using a pistol.

"Where is the control room here?"

Orlando told me the location of Jongseok's horse. Jong-seok, who nodded to him, approached the door and said,

"They can't move, so just leave them alone."

A white man asked Jong-seok's words.

"Can't you move?"

"Yes, so if you just leave it and radio it'll threaten him and make him look like he's free."

"Where are you going?”

"I'm trying to save the others.”

A middle-aged white man said in surprise when Orlando nodded at Jong-seok.

"Save us. Where do you go?"

"Others are dangerous, too. And if you're in here, it's gonna be fine."

At Jong-seok's words, the white man went where the sniper was and grabbed the radio.

"If you don't let us out of here, you're here......”

Fa'at!

The body of the white man who was talking fell straight ahead. Orlando hit the back of the head with a pistol.

Boom!

The sight of a heavy white man falling down made Orlando look at the stalactites.

"I'll handle this."

He looked at the white man who had fallen Jong-seok at Orlando's words, nodded, opened the door, and came out.

Sreuk!

The softly closed stalactites moved quickly to the control room.

'You have to move fast.’

The terrorists could suspect if the sniper failed to do his job.

So while they didn't notice, they had to move fast. Moving quickly with thoughts, Jong-seok arrived in front of the control room.

Jong-seok, who quickly overpowered the two terrorists guarding the entrance with their arrival, stormed the door.

Bang!

Jong-seok, who went inside with the door crashing, banged his fingers in succession.

Papapot!

"Crrrrrrrrrr!"

"Argh!"

"Gasp!"

Three screaming and entering the control room quickly looked inside.

Inside, two men were watching CCTV and one was pointing a gun at the hostages.

There were about five hostages inside and three bodies.

Jong-seok spoke quickly to him.

"I'm here to save you."

While talking, Jong-seok stole the terrorists' guns and saw the hostages.

"Who can handle guns?"

A man dressed as a guard raised his hand and a woman raised her hand.

Jong-seok gave them a gun and saw a guard.

"Can I communicate out here?"

"On my cell phone....”

"I can't use my cell phone."

"The terrorists talked to the police on their phones earlier."

Jong-seok picked up the phone as the guard said. It seemed like a wired phone was working because it was jamming the radio.

When Jong-seok, who pressed 999, was connected, he spoke quickly.

"This is Tower Bridge Control. Please connect me with a field representative."

[Wait a moment, please.]

Then a moment later the man answered the phone.

[Looking up at your suggestions...]...]

"I'm not a terrorist. We've got the terrorists down at Fortus Field Park."

[.....]

The man, who had not answered for a moment, said hurriedly.

[Who are you?]]

"It doesn't matter who I am. I overpowered the sniper on the third floor of the tower, and I overpowered the control room terrorist. I'm going to subdue the other top terrorists from now on. Listen to the staff here for details."

Then Jong-seok looked at the employees.

"Who is in charge here?”

When the staff saw the dead body, Jong-seok handed out his phone to a man who seemed to have a platform.

"Report the situation and follow the police's instructions."

"What about you?"

"Going to another tower."

Along with the horse, Jong-seok took off the clothes of a terrorist and began to change.

Fast-dressed Jong-seok got a call from an employee on the phone.

"From now on, I'm going to the other tower and overpowering the terrorists."

[Dangerous. Stand by...]...]

"We don't have time to wait."

Jong-seok, who gave the phone to the staff along with the horse, carefully left the tower.