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Dimon, who took a boat to South Korea, finally arrived in South Korean territory!

"Han Minzhi!"

Dimon let out a low roar and hurriedly took a car to Chungcheongnam-do and Junyeong City.

Inside Zhuning City Hospital.

Damon's eyes were red, he pushed open the door, and instead of hugging and comforting his wife, Quan Zhenzheng, he knelt tremblingly on the side of the hospital bed.

"Son......

Tears in the eyes.

Damon's mind was almost so devastated that he couldn't control himself.

He fought desperately to defend humanity on the island of Nebreda, and he was dead.

And the son who is in South Korea...... but he was shot in the forehead.

If it weren't for the young age of the child and the crooked muzzle of the gun, he would only be afraid of himself...... I couldn't see my son's last face at all.

Is this fair?

Damon lifted his blood-red eyes.

The person who injured his son was a twelve-year-old boy, Han Tianci.

Han Tianci is Han Minzhi's only child and the first son of Han Minzhi.

Thousands of pampering in one.

Chungcheongnam-do's top second generation of officials and rich second generations!

Han Tianci, a professional-level martial artist, is an independent director of South Korea's four-star group, and the head of the film and television industry in Chungcheongnam-do!

Jeon Jin couldn't hold her husband Damon, so she could only watch as her husband Dimonon went to Han Minzhi's villa to ask for justice.

What justice can there be?

Jeon Jin's heart was gloomy.

Suddenly, it occurred to her ...... Dimon is a registered war warrior.

This status is internationally respected and preferential treatment by various countries.

Jeon Jin-jeong could only pray secretly......

As a registered war martial artist, her husband Dimon was able to make the Han Minzhi family bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

She doesn't ask for any compensation.

I just want justice, an explanation, and an apology.

Inside Han Minji's villa mansion.

Han Tianci he, his words were full of thanks: "Father, that just now is really annoying, and his eyes are so scary." ”

Han Minzhi touched his son's head lovingly:

"Well, my father has already wounded him severely. ”

The pretty maid on the side also helped: "Yes, master, that vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and I guess I don't have the strength to come to the door to disturb us again." ”

Han Minzhi glanced at the maid lightly.

The maid broke out in a cold sweat.

She...... Some have transgressed.

Han Tianci jumped down from the stool and grabbed the palm of the pretty maid: "Sister Min'er, go and wipe the ground." ”

Although he is still young, Han Tianci has already tasted the taste of a woman.

This maid was the first woman to end his twelve-year career as a virgin.

Thinking of Min'er's fiery body and plump buttocks, Han Tianci hehehe, he was happy, and patted the maid Min'er's buttocks.

The maid Min'er exclaimed, her face turned red, she didn't dare to look at Han Minzhi's face, and hurriedly lowered her head and turned around to wipe the floor.

On the floor, there was still some blood.

Han Minzhi glared at his son, and said helplessly:

"You're still young, you need to be temperate, you know?"

Han Tianci was triumphant, raised his head, and was very unconvinced: "Why am I so small? I can shoot people, I'm not small." ”

Han Minzhi shook his head, his face was a little solemn: "You can't play with pistols at will in the future, this time it's quite tricky." ”

"Tricky?"

Han Minzhi looked at his son's puzzled gaze and nodded: "That black man, is he a professional-level high-level martial artist, or a registered war martial artist, and his status is not low. ”

"Registered Warrior?"

Han Minzhi also frowned, a deep groan flashed on his rich face, and said:

"As a father, I don't know what this registered war martial artist says...... It's just that registered warriors have the privilege of killing people and are protected by the international United Nations. ”

"Killing privileges!"

Han Tianci's big eyes were round, full of longing.

If you are a registered war warrior...... Don't you kill whomever you want?

I thought that last night, I played with a pistol, and on the road at night, I found a random child and tried my marksmanship......

"Father, I want to be a registered war warrior!"

Han Tianci's eyes sparkled.

Han Minzhi was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "We in South Korea do not allow citizens to be registered war martial artists, so don't think nonsense." ”

Twelve-year-old Han Tianci is the age of coquettishness.

He shook his head, his little face full of unyielding: "South Korea won't let me be, I want to be! Father, I want to be a registered war martial artist now!"

When Han Tianci thought that he could kill people at will, his little heart was extremely excited.

That's the root of sin.

That's a perverted mind.

This is Han Tianci.

Han Minzhi smiled and changed the topic: "This may still make trouble for you, son, don't go out to play these days, stay at home." ”

Although his own son almost shot and killed a child.

But...... He is the executive director of the four-star group, and he controls the film and television and media industries in Chungcheongnam-do.

In politics, he is also one of the members of the National Assembly of South Korea.

Han Minzhi was not ashamed or pressured.

Even if the son is God-given and really kills a child, so what?

If the matter is revealed, at most find a substitute for the dead ghost and let his son be held responsible, which is absolutely impossible.

Besides, Tianci is still young, he is a child, and any move is forgivable.

Thinking of this, Han Minzhi said a few more words.

Han Tianci's little face was full of reluctance and displeasure, muttered, and shouted:

"Why don't you let me go out, I want to go out. ”

"Isn't it just a, Father, if you send someone to kill him, you won't trouble me. ”

Inside the hospital room.

Jeon Jin is crying like a tearful person.

In front of him, the child is unconscious in bed.

In front of him, her husband, Damon, staggered back to the ward with bloodstained clothes, his face pale, and sat weakly on the edge of the bed.

Jeon Jin was holding Damon's big hand.

Seems to be comforting.

It seems to be relied on.

Husband Damon, a professional-level high-level martial artist, is a registered war martial artist, and even her husband went to ask for an explanation, but he was beaten back.

What can she, an ordinary housewife, do?

Dimon coughed twice, blood running from the corners of his mouth.

Quan Zhen was frightened, hurriedly helped Damon, picked up the white medical towel, wiped it gently, and asked in a panic, "Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No, I'll just take a break. ”

The powerful vitality of a professional-level martial artist is revealed.

Dimon sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the rails of the bed.

He slowly fell asleep, his chest falling together in a regular manner, his breathing steady.

Jeon Jin was looking at Dimon and then at the child, and he only felt ......

The world has collapsed.

Why should their family encounter such natural and man-made disasters?

Watching her husband Dimon fall asleep, Jeon Jin was thinking about it and quietly picked up Damon's smartphone and unlocked the screen.

In March, she picked up her husband Dimon's phone.

In the phone, there is a strange app.

The name of the App is Registered War Warrior, and the icon is a small green monster that looks cute.

Dimon had explained to her...... This is the contact software for registered warriors.,You can't look through it at will.,It's all about some confidential things.。

At this moment, Jeon Jin is gritting her teeth and putting aside her husband Damon's warning.

Click on 'Register Warrior'.

The screen turns green twice to enter the interface for entering the password.

The interface is all in Lyric American characters, but fortunately, Jeon Zhen is learning Lyric American, otherwise he wouldn't be able to understand it at all.

Jeon Jin was thinking about it for a while, and tried to enter Damon's birthday, but the password was incorrect.

Immediately after, she entered her son's birthday, and it was still wrong!

Finally, Jeon Jin is frowning and entering his birthday.

'The password is correct, register the circle of war warriors...'

A line of small print flashed in the center of the phone screen, and then entered an interface that was somewhat similar to Tieba.

Jeon Jin held back tears.

Click 'Speak'.

Three options pop up: 'Chat', 'Learn', 'Help'.

Click on 'Call for Help'.

The screen interface changes to an input box, and below the input box, there are three plus signs, indicating that you can add pictures.

Jeon Jin is shaking her hands and putting her phone on silent.

Damon, who was asleep and had a bloodstained shirt, took a picture.

The son, who was in a white bandage on his head and unconscious and lying on the hospital bed, took pictures.

I input the cause and effect of the incident in detail.

Quan Zhen is holding back tears, and at the end of the input box, type:

Please, help us.

Tears fell and splattered on her fingers.

The index finger of his right hand moved.

Click send!

Jeon Jin is just staring at the phone screen, gray and praying:

My husband once said that he was a registered warrior...... All together.

Friends of Damon, I beg you...... Help us.