บททั้งหมดของ The Secret Organization: บทที่ 291 - บทที่ 300

Multiple guns were pointed towards Jeonghan and Joshua’s position. Both stepped back, waiting for the time when the triggers will be pull. “You’re right,” Ben said, standing triumphantly at the center. “That girl is as clever as her mother. Thus, I failed again even after waiting many years.” Jeonghan gritted his teeth and tamped down his frustration. Joshua, then looked around, counting how many men were pointing their weapons. “If you failed again, you have no years left,” Joshua told Ben. “Indeed,” Ben agreed. “But it is easy to find someone who will continue what I started. However, that would mean that just like before, everyone will die. Just like her parents, Freea, Klide, and your parents.” Harvhey died before. So Jeonghan felt the range on his chest when he heard from him about his father. “Why are you…” Bang! Dust in the air. A single deafening came from behind in the Western corner. One men was dropped dead. Bang! The second another attack was made, Jeonghan sides

Letting Kelly Park escaped is Junhui’s way to catch the real leader of the group who’s controlling both HongYoonChoi and Wen. He knew that the first person that Kelly will run to is no other than this man called Ben. Kelly thought that Junhui is dead by this time, so she won’t suspect that she was being followed. Junhui and Seungkwan took charge in following the old woman. He did not bring multiple men, which may expose them. Dokyeom reported that those members who had contact with the Governor in the past have received request of back up. And so, to eradicate these fellows who are nothing but only puppet of the no name organization, Dokyeom and Hoshi were sent to block the force from the traitors of Wen. In the alley way where tons of men were running, another pack blocked their way. “W-What?” They stepped back. Those who blocked them are from Wen’s organization, so they were flustered, as if cat caught of stealing. Among the pack who blocked the back up force way, two men le

Celine ducked to get the diamond ring that fell on the ground. Bullets still flying. Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots which were going near her made her almost temporarily unable to hear. The air around also not something to enjoy. Smokes, sweat, fishy scent of blood… they were all mixed together. Using her elbows, Celine crawled on the floor. She covered the back of her head from time to time, even if Vernon reassured her that he will cover her side. Her clothes which wiped the dusty floor, soon became a mess. She has scrapes on her knees, but she did not have time to complain. As soon as Celine got the ring on her hands, he pressed the diamond. She hoped that Minghao got the signal well. She turned around to check Vernon’s status. As of now, he was catching his breath while loading the gun that he had picked up from her defeated enemies. He was out of bullet. Therefore, he had no choice but to charge face to face, used his knife and picked up guns on his way. However, the men who

Celine’s POV In the Hong mansion garden, I picked up flowers that I planted though they bear no edible fruits. They are in different colors, delicate works of art. I can never get tired of their sweet fragrance. After picking enough amount to fill my hands, I looked at them together. Wind blew. The flowers were dancing rainbow, as if light and music had found a new way to blossom together. As the wind continue to blow, one of the petals danced on the hanged space. My eyes watched it flew away, before the beautiful pond came to my sight. There was a sparkling light from the crystal water that brought me a moment of peace. As I stared at that, I recalled some of my memories from the past. I used to play here with the two boys I met as Jill. A smile automatically spread on my lips just by thinking of those good memories. I looked up and see the the sky. It was a clear day, as there is no clouds to block the sunshine, and as if it saying that nothing is going to ruin the day. S

Celine’s POV The road, which I was standing in front of, was burned as fire and smoke engulfed it from all sides. Blast tore the concrete road and walls. Some car was on fire, and it came into various opening as if a fine breathing dragon was inside, puffing flames. Slowly, I walked towards the destroyed area filled with ashes and burnt materials. My eyes traced over the flames, burning in deep red and amber, almost livid purple. Smokes were licking up in the air with the wind, trying to catch something else, and finding nothing but air, disappearing into the windy night like disappointed flutters. Everything happened so fast. I stood in my place, inhaling ghost of smoke which where drifting around. I smelled it. It was not heavy at first but it had a pungent smell. I started to cough as the smoke enfolded me. The air surrounding me was becoming less breathable by the second. My mouth was filled with the bitter taste. The coughs aggravated the pain in my head. My eyes we