Is the XX of the Former Hero and the Reincarnated Demon King Fate？ 1274

Chapter 1274 – You Saved Our Lives. So We Will Save You Too.

People flocked to the police station to hear gunshots that did not fit in with Korean society. Even when other police officers told him not to approach, he didn’t back down at all.

“Wow, look at the blood over there. Blood.”

“Hey, what should I do? I think that person got shot… !”

“I think I’ll die at that level.”

At first, the cubs were standing on the sidewalk watching, but now they were slowly approaching the police box. Their eyes were focused on me and the police officer who was providing first aid next to the entrance.

“Hold on a moment. “It hurts.”

Ouch!

“Ahh! Argh! Ah, fuck! Argh! “You fucking bastard!”

To stop the bleeding, I tied my upper thighs with a belt as hard as I could. As he lay on the floor, he was in so much pain that he even muttered curses, but the bleeding in the hole visible through his torn pants had noticeably reduced.

“It’s okay. “For now, I stopped the bleeding.”

With blood-soaked hands, I rummaged through the first-aid bag and pulled out gauze and bandages. Unlike me, he didn’t shove it into the bullet hole, but just added it on top and asked.

“What is your blood type? And what time is it now?”

“Me, me, type B… !”

“It’s positive, it’s negative.”

“Hey, benign… !”

“Nice to meet you. Me too. But what time is it?”

“Ugh, wow!”

The male constable, his face pale from pain and blood loss, raised his left hand. He looked at his watch and told me what time it was as he got off.

“Now, 19:01, 01:00… !”

“It’s time to get off work. I have to get off work now. Isn’t that right?”

“Uh, uh… ?”

He frowned as if he didn’t understand me laughing and joking. I raised my hand to my forehead and wrote down the time I had just heard in blood, and on both cheeks I wrote down my blood type and pulse I had taken a moment ago.

“You can never erase this. I wrote this just in case you didn’t know. Got it?”

“Oh, yes… !”

“And even though it looks like there’s a lot of blood right now, it’s not that bad. So, eat comfortably. I won’t die. When I got shot, it hurt more than this. It’s okay.”

He reassured me with a smile and said it was okay and looked around. I made eye contact with a police officer who followed me from the room and pointed to my hand that was stopping the bleeding.

“Hold this for me. “Let me go see my sister.”

“Uh, uhh, okay.”

“Oh, and.”

I stuck my head out to the person squatting next to me and whispered softly.

“It’s not dangerous right now, but it could be dangerous if he loses consciousness, so keep talking.”

“Know. Know. “We know.”

“Then I’ll go. Hold on tight.”

Although I was embarrassed because it was my first time experiencing this situation, the police were police. He didn’t care that his hands were stained with blood and stood up while watching him stop the bleeding. Then he immediately turned around and entered the police box.

Jabakjabak

“Taeyeon, are you okay?”

I looked for Taeyeon, stepping on the glass pieces scattered on the floor. She sat down in her chair and greeted me, as if she had somewhat recovered from one shock or another.

“It fucking hurts. “This.”

“I’m going to kill you.”

“Do you want to try it?”

“I’ve already been hit.”

“Fuck, it’s true. The dog is. “

Although she wasn’t on her stomach, she still had gunshot scars on her shoulder, side, and legs. Taeyeon, who seemed to remember this, chuckled and glanced at her door again with her frowning face.

“How is he?”

“I don’t think I’ll die. “For now.”

“Ha, that’s a good thing.”

“How about you? Are you okay?”

“Hey. I just said. “It fucking hurts.”

“Taeyeon. Please be serious. Seriously.”

“… It hurt like hell earlier, but not so much now. It hurts when I move or press it. “I feel a little nauseous.”

When I heard that, I sighed in relief. The fact that the pain subsided was proof that it was not an intestinal rupture but a simple bruise. Of course, you will only find out the exact truth when you go to the hospital.

“Ugh, fuck. “It’s complete shit.”

Taeyeon moaned as she lowered her upper body and grunted as she placed her elbows on her knees. As she said, the inside of her police box was a complete mess.

I wasn’t talking about the shattered glass door. Homemade firearms lying on the floor, bullet holes in the walls and ceiling, police officers walking around or on the phone, corpses lying beyond the information desk.

“Oh, that’s right.”

Taeyeon nodded to her words as she looked inside the police box, 5 minutes before the complete opening. She approached the police station with a frown on her face, as if something had become complicated.

“Sergeant Taeyeon Jeong. Are you okay?”

“Oh, yes. Director. Ugh.”

“Don’t get up. Are you okay? Give me a gun.”

“Yeah, ugh…” … !”

Taeyeon frowned deeply, but took out the gun from the police vest and handed it to him. The director who received it looked around for no reason, then looked down at me and said.

“Uh, well, there is a problem. You know?”

“Ah, yes. “I’m sorry.”

“No matter how much I was in the special forces and the situation was urgent, it was dangerous to take a police gun.”

“Yes, I have no shame.”

“But don’t worry, we’ll cover it somehow for now. And Jeong Tae-yeon’s slope.”

I moved my worried gaze to Taeyeon. Her warden reassured her, still holding her pistol in both hands.

“Even if you gave a verbal warning three times and even fired threatening shots, the inspection will catch you. He was killed on the spot. Don’t worry though, just trust us. You saved our lives. So, we will save you too.”

“No, no. “If I catch you here, I will take my clothes off right away.”

“We’ll do our best to stop it. First, go to the hospital and then rest at home. “They’ll probably give me consolation leave.”

“Are you okay? How long has it been since I went on a long vacation? Even T.O. Would not be enough.”

“It’s okay. I heard that our sergeant was shot. Who can say anything? I won’t leave you alone. Really.”

The director joked and laughed lightly, then turned around and told me to write the report later. Shortly thereafter, red and blue lights flashed alternately outside, and police and paramedics who had not been seen came in.

“Oh, are you hurt?”

One of them looked at his bloody hands and asked: I immediately shook my head no and pointed at Taeyeon.

“I buried it while trying to stop the bleeding. Here, please take this person away. This person was also shot.”

“Hey, do you want to search? No, it’s okay. “I just got a little bruise.”

“I have some bruises. It was almost as big as a fist. Hurry up and go. And please bring a stretcher here.”

“Don’t make a fuss. “Can I walk?”

“You won’t be able to walk out.”

“You can go there on foot. You idiot. Ugh!”

Taeyeon woke up with a frown on her face. She tried to walk away, clutching her sore stomach, but he quickly turned back when he saw the crowd surrounding the police station.

“Just get me a stretcher. “I just can’t go out on foot.”

In a gun-controlled society, mass shootings have caused confusion. It started at the police station where the gunfight took place, followed by the hospital where patients with gunshot wounds were treated.

“Bhyung positive here. Quickly.”

“Yes, sir. A patient came in here with a gunshot wound. No. A gunshot wound. Yes.”

“Patient. What is the patient’s name? Patient. Come to your senses.”

Blood was splattered on the white floor, and hospital staff were busy walking over it. After the gunshot wound patient came in, the atmosphere in the emergency room became busier, and I became nervous.

“Ah, Mr. What a bastard, really. “Why do you have a gun?”

Taeyeon, taking off her gray police jacket and wearing a blue shirt, grumbled while lying on the hospital bed. She nodded, and I agreed, sitting on a small chair next to her.

“You’re absolutely crazy. Really.”

She was told that the female police officer tried to shoot her because she was incapable of doing her job, and that she had close to 30 homemade firearms in the cross bag she was wearing. Other than the word crazy, I couldn’t think of any words to describe the shooter.

Jump, jump, jump!

Taeyeon and I chatted lightly as we waited to be tested. At this time, a pregnant woman with silver hair shining like starlight walked in near the emergency room entrance.

“Uh! Sohee! It’s here, it’s here!”

“What. Why does that bastard come here?”

While I was riding in the ambulance to the emergency room, I wasn’t just playing around. I announced the good news to Taeyeon’s friends who were worried after seeing the police station shooting on the news.

“Write! Taeyeon! Is there something to worry about pregnant women?”

Of course, I also passed it on to my wives. The Demon King, who arrived first and alone, approached us and put his fist on our waist, getting angry.

“If you keep worrying about Jim, I won’t give you a kiss!”

“Fuck off, you bitch. “I don’t even want to do it.”

Haha, even if you don’t want to, I’ll force you to do it.”

He seemed relieved to see Taeyeon acting like usual. The Demon King immediately released her face and placed her buttocks on the edge of the bed where Taeyeon was lying.

“Tsk. Taeyeon. Are you okay?”

“No. It fucking hurts.”

“Let me show you.”

“Get out.”

“Haha, don’t do that. Just show me once. Well, I guess I’ll just take a look. Just look.”

“Oh, fuck. Really. Why did you call him? “Crazy.”

Taeyeon unbuttoned her blue shirt one by one, as if to show off even though she was complaining. I also made an excuse by putting up a curtain around her so that no one could see her.

“Of course I should call you. What kind of relationship are we?”

“Even if he is like this?”

“Ha, ha, Taeyeon’s inner skin… ! It sounds delicious… !”

I felt a little regret after seeing him panting so unpleasantly.

“Hmm… !”

However, the devil’s face hardened when he saw the bruises that were revealed as the navy blue shirt was opened. With a serious expression and no hint of playfulness, he stretched out his hand with a bruise the size of a baseball.

“Hey, Mr. “They say they just want to look.”

“Hmm. That’s right. I’ll just watch. Just touch it.”

“Are you crazy? Really. Ah, ah… !”

“Is it that painful?”

“It hurts, you bitch.”

When she saw Taeyeon moaning in pain at the slightest touch, she frowned. The Demon King took his hand away and comforted him in a serious tone as he fastened the button himself.

“Were you very scared?”

“Knock it.”

“Haha, you don’t have to be so pretentious.”

With a soft smile, the Demon King grabbed Taeyeon’s hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed the back of her hand and said in a whisper.

“Wow, you worked hard. “You don’t have to worry anymore.”

“That’s terrible.”

“I told you not to brag.”

“What am I bluffing about? “You bitch.”

Still, the eyes looking at the Demon King were moist. Taeyeon, who had been acting bluntly on purpose, sniffed his nose and changed the topic a bit.

“But why are you the only one who came? What about Sehee and Minah?”

“Hmm. Sehee said she would come later because she had something to do. “Minah is late because she has to bring her mother and Yena.”

“Mom is coming? Ah, Mr. It’s going to suck again. Really. But why doesn’t your sister come right away?”

“I told you just now. “I have something to do, so she’ll come later.”

“Ah, fuck you. Really.”

Even though he was an impatient person because he couldn’t eat it normally, it didn’t seem like he didn’t want to see it. Taeyeon grumbled and looked sad when she heard that Sehee was late. Her demon lord smiled at her and comforted her.

“Hmm. It’s okay. “It will come soon.”

Surely, just like the devil said, Sehee was brought to the emergency room right away. The problem was that I came in as a patient rather than a visitor. That too, as a patient with Nairobi.