Reborn To Survive's. [COMMISSIONS READER]

Reborn To Survive's. [COMMISSIONS READER]
CHAPTERS 17. "Under Ground." [1]



"There! That guy...!"


My eyes narrowed when I saw the flashlight shining down on my view. My eyebrows furrowed knowing that they turned out to be the same class of thugs teri market class.


"Who are you?" Ask someone who looks like their boss.


"Kim's Dad."


Dokja is now dashing and starts talking like a market thug.


The thug boss who threw his question to Dokja is now even angry.


His angry expression changed when he saw me. The thug diverted his attention that was originally focused on the presence of Dokja, he stepped his feet closer to me.


"Hey. Who's this pretty girl you brought? Your sister, huh?"


This time he was closer to me. And the man's flashlight then shone down on my chest as if it was harassing me. I'm the one who noticed it a little bit taking shelter behind Dokja's body.


The thug even ignored the existence of Dokja in front of him, this time he intended to touch my hip.


"NAJIS! FREELIN–"


Before he could touch my body part with a sudden increase in distance.


Now that my emotions were starting to explode, I clenched my hand that was preparing to hit his heart. But I haven't had the chance to hit the thug, there is already Dokja standing behind the Thugs earlier with a murderous aura.


And with a hard, twisted arm belonging to the Thug who had intended to grepe-grepeku.


"As far as you're concerned, I'm her boyfriend, br*ngsek."


Dokja who had been looking relaxed was now her face turned slightly red due to being ignited emotions. His cold and sharp gaze shone on the thug who turned out to be named Cheolsu. Dokja then smiled obliquely.


Cheolsu The brengs*k thug who was very close to me immediately moved away, like a small prey that knew there was a predator nearby.


I saw that he was a bit worried about Dokja's whereabouts.


"Well, that woman is from an exiled group, right? Isn't he back with you?" Chirp one of the men who looks like Cheolsu's subordinate, while pointing towards Jung Heewon.


Jung Heewon's expression now became very nervous, I saw sweat begin to pour from the temples of his head.


"E-Em.."


Cheolsu's face became irritated, he stared in dislike as his subordinates suddenly highlighted Heewon.


As if not knowing kapok, Cheolsu now switched the topic and invited me and Dokja to join him, but on condition of handing over Heewon. I don't know what they'll do to Heewon if I don't reject them outright. I pretended to be calm even though in my heart dag dig dug ser knew that this action of mine would be the angler of danger.


Cheolsu who heard me reject his invitation was raw and deeply ashamed. Shortly thereafter, Cheolsu called out his entire sneak and wanted to chase me away with Dokja. But Dokja immediately beat up the bastards brutally.


"B*ngsat, you're brave too, yeah."


"You just realized it?" Reply Narcissistic Dokja.


Dokja again began to act handsome in front of me, she also seemed to be showing off her muscles and strength to me while beating up Cheolsu's subordinates. He beat them with an iron pipe.


I pretended not to see it, and just focused on Heewon. I introduced myself to Heewon, not forgetting to mention my real name– Aluna.


"Looks like you already know my name, Dal Mi." He said in a slightly hoarse voice then slightly smiled at me.


Heewon chose to call me Dal Mi because he just got to know me.


***


I again saw a wound on some part of his palm. I just sighed because I was tired of the wayward nature of Kim Dokja that had been embedded long ago.


I carried Heewon's body back to the underground precisely, under Geumho station. The people who were there immediately sensitized when they saw there were many people who were injured and immediately treated their injuries, who else if not Dokja was the cause.


I handed Heewon over to one of the friendly-looking women there. I think I can trust him for now, so I'm handing Heewon over to him.


Amidst the busy crowd, I found Yoo Sangah's bright brown mane.


"God... Dal Mi's! Dokja Kim!" His face looked very worried when he saw me, even more so when he saw Dokja.


Yoo Sangah ran over to us, followed by Hyunsung who greeted me.


I stretched out my arms to the boy who was running towards me and hugged me.


Dokja who saw my moment and Gilyoung then smiled and stroked his blackish chocolate mane, I then reached into the contents of my jacket and I gave him a bar of chocolate and milk box.


Hyunsung came up to me, he asked a bit of pleasantries with me. Apparently he wanted to convey his apology for leaving Dokja and not catching my body when Dokja threw my body at him.


Dokja laughs nervously remembering it, which was then met with a sharp glare by me.


"Ahahah. The situation is forced." His words scratched the back of his neck that did not itch.


"Rubber! Dokja is a little stupid, willing to throw me from that distance. So don't apologize!" I spoke in a slightly loud tone and cursed Dokja indirectly. Dokja kept on letting out an irritating smile.


Dokja poked my arm then whispered, she wants to talk to me about something, has not had time to take a word from her lips suddenly a group of people came to us. I saw that there was Han Myungoh carrying a large group of men carrying iron pipes, he then pointed loudly at Dokja.


Myungoh looked at me and Dokja was scared.


"S-Ease him! He is a very bad man! Ah, that woman wearing the black jacket too!"


My gaze changed completely into one who was out of lose streak.


I haven't had time to take my vow to him, I saw a man who was quite tall with light brown hair. The man immediately stopped the action of Myungoh who wanted to destroy the situation of the community. The man's steps began to approach us, now he was smiling cunningly instead.


"Ah.. You're the guy 'he' was talking about, huh? It's nice to meet you. May I know what your name is, beautiful?" She blinked one eye at me, I replied with a disgusted face like wanting to vomit.


"Kim Dokja." He interrupted as I was about to speak, Dokja then approached the man.


"Dokja yes apparently..all right, even if you're not the one I'm asking questions about. My name is Inho Cheon."


I lazily rolled my eyeballs, looking at him hatefully. "I don't ask, I don't need any information from you, no matter who you are or what it is."


"Are you brave too?"


"By the way, I've heard that you and Dokja-ssi have been fighting monsters to save our group members..."


Cheon Inho suddenly hardened his tone. He told the people who were at the underground station; if I would distribute food to them.


One by one people started coming to us. At once we were surrounded by many people like a spoonful of sugar sand in a jar filled with many hungry ants. The eyes are only fixed on one object, which is a crackle full of food brought by Dokja.


"Welcome to Geumho station, you two."


Cheon Inho was now showing his friendly smile to me, which now felt even more irritating than before.