The Chaser Page #2

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Are you busy now?

I told you I'm busy.

I don't know

how many of them there are.

I might be outnumbered.

Could you send

a few of your guys at least?

History will be the judge!

Get the hell out!

Gil-woo?

Damn it.

It's here.

Mangwon district, 24-1

Something wrong?

No.

Come in.

Okay.

- Coming?

- Yes.

I'll take a shower.

Sure, it's over there.

Mangwon district

Sending

Message failed

I think I left the condom in my car.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Mi-jin

Your call cannot be connected.

Damn it.

Mi-jin

- Your call cannot be connected.

- What the...

Hey.

Do you know Ji-young?

Haven't seen her for a while,

have you?

Hush, hush.

She kept screaming,

so I cut off her tongue.

Good.

Mi-jin.

Scared?

Do you want to go home?

Why do you

want to go home?

Tell me why you should live.

No reason?

Spare me.

Please let me live!

No reason, right?

Wait! I have one!

I have a daughter.

She's seven years old.

Nobody would even know

that you're dead.

Nobody will look for you.

Don't move.

Don't move.

It won't hurt at all.

None of them felt any pain.

It hurts if you move around.

Damn it.

Your call cannot be connected.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Who is it?

Sorry to disturb you so late.

Is Mr. Park home?

Who are you people?

Please leave

There's no one

by that name here.

Mr. Park hasn't come

to church lately.

There's no sign of him.

There's no such person here.

Then did he move?

I don't know.

Oh, goodness, it's Pungsan.

- Honey, isn't that Pungsan?

- You're right.

How'd you get so skinny?

Let's go.

Wait a minute. Look at her.

Why are you being

so stubborn?

- Pungsan!

- I'm sorry to disturb you.

Let's go.

Something's not right.

Wait a minute.

Sorry.

Actually, he's sleeping.

Come inside.

- Do you live around here?

- Yes.

Have you seen a guy and a girl

with long hair and a pale face?

No, I haven't.

- They were just here.

- Sorry.

Why do you keep on

bothering me?

Damn it.

F***.

I'm busy so just give me

your number.

The insurance will cover it.

I said

just give me your number.

Forget it. Just go.

What?

It's all right. Just leave.

Don't lay one on me later.

Just give me your number.

Mister!

I'm all right, okay?

Sir.

I made a mistake,

so I should make up for it.

It's okay.

Give me your number.

I'll take care of it, okay?

I said it's all right.

I'm really okay,

so can you move your car?

You don't have to pay me.

No, give me your number.

I'll pay for the damage.

You're hurt.

Isn't that blood?

What are you talking about?

Move your car!

I said move your car!

Are you deaf?

Lady, move your damn car!

Pull out!

- Pull out!

- Hey, 4885.

It's you, huh?

Oh, brother.

Son of a b*tch.

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