BP 80

If he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't have nodded so easily. The man had exploited his compassion. Planning everything in that short amount of time.

On the board the man had set for Ji Seung-hyun's survival, the man himself was not present. The word was Ji Seung-hyun; the bait was the civilians. Realizing this belatedly, a hot flame surged inside Seung-hyun. Between his ragged breaths, unorganized words pushed forward, ignoring their order.

“I—I know how to shoot too. Six—sixteen. Uh. I mean.”