“S-Stop! Don’t come close!”

“Try and 'chop' me then.”

“Don’t… don’t come any clo---, kuk...”

But ignoring Abubakar's pleas, Kang Chul-In grabbed his throat.

“Hmm… you look kind of familiar.”

Kang Chul-In tilted his head.

“...!”

“Where have I seen your…”

At that moment, Kang Chul-In’s eyes narrowed. He had remembered something.

“Ah. That’s right.”

“...!”

“Are you not...”

“W-What are you…”

“A terrorist?”

“...!”

“I remember seeing you on the news.”

Of course, it was hard not to know Abubakar’s face.

Why wouldn’t he?

Anyone somewhat interested in the media would have come across Abubakar’s face at least once in the news.

And,

“Your bounty… wasn't it 20 million dollars?”

Abubakar...