The terrorist had no intention of putting up with it.

Anyway, all the hostages gathered here were destined to die bravely in order to accomplish the cause of revolution.

�shut up!�The revolution looks funny to you!�

The mother was thrown to the floor as the terrorist raised her foot and kicked the child.�Hit by her side, the child flew several meters and fell to the ground.

When he couldn�t even breathe and gasped, a woman ran over and quickly hugged the child and comforted him.

�Why are you hitting the kid!�You can cry because you are scared!�

A member of Jungki holding a scythe approached while turning the chain.

The woman�s blonde hair was pulled back, and her booties flowed down her face, and her outfit and accessories were classy.

Her name is Aria.�She was the same woman who had been in the same carriage as Sirone a few days before.�The next week she went to diplomatic practice, so she stopped by to exchange money, but she was caught by the Black Revolutionary Corps.

�Shut up.�Nothing is more important than accomplishing the cause of the revolution.�

�joy!�revolution?�If so, don�t you need money?�You can take all the money here!�

�Hey, money?�

Daewon shrugged his shoulders and laughed in a muffled voice.

To the Black Revolutionary Corps, money is nothing more than a piece of toilet paper.�Even if you had it anyway, you couldn�t do any economic activity in Baska.

The kingdom was unable to annihilate the terrorists that grew naturally in the gutter of the capital, and the more it did, the more it focused on killing its power by applying economic pressure.

However, that fact became another invisible weapon for the terrorists.

Being free from money was often wrapped up in sublimity.�The Black Revolutionary Corps defined the kingdom as a social evil and was attracting more sub-species under the banner of sacred belief.

�Kyaaak!�

The agent lifted Arya up and bent her arms behind her.�He then clamped her neck hard with her own arm holding her scythe.

A sharp scythe emitted an eerie light in front of Arya�s eyes.

�Queue, is it because she is the daughter of a rich family?�Does it smell amazing?�how is it?�Since you�ve been eating well and growing up well, shall we show off our body in front of people?�

A thick, bluish tongue descended from the darkness of the hood.�It was twice as long as a human, and the saliva gave off a stinky stench.�Arya frowned and turned her head away from her.

�Hey, I don�t have time to play with it.�The terrorist squad will come soon.�Let�s start slowly.�

One of the two people at the Achim Alchemy Chamber looked outside and said.�Daewon also had no particular interest in human women, so she obediently followed.

�Cheuk, then let�s make this woman our first target.�The effect would be perfect because he was noble and handsome.�Too bad, miss.�But she lived happily ever after.�

The Black Revolutionary Corps will do anything to fulfill their demands.�Besides, all he wants is the release of his comrades.�Killing one person to give them a warning was a fear tactic that they focused on.

�Help me!�Help me!�

Arya realized the situation and struggled.

But none of the hostages came forward for her.�Her child�s mother was also just holding her child in her arms and closing her eyes.

The operator with the scythe grabbed Arya and led her out through the broken door of the Gold Tower. JrNovels.com