Chapter 42.1
Giving Him My Thanks (1)
Black grabbed a nearby steel chair and pounded on the door handle.The door began to jump in its frame. Once the door handle had been knocked completely off, the door swung open. As it did, we were struck by a sudden stench of oil. My eye was immediately drawn to an old oil-fired stove in the corner of the office.
“…France.”
Bang-!
Wang Ong-Gu was standing out in the open, holding a lighter in one hand and a ledger in the other. In order to prevent him from doing anything else, one of the officers shot him again with their firearm. Blood began to pour from Wang Ong-Gu’s mouth and nose, yet he kept his gaze fixed on the ledger despite this.
Tchk-
Even as he was dying, Wang Ong-Gu flicked the lighter and set the oil ablaze with the last of his strength. In an instant, his body was engulfed by the flames and the office was transformed into a hellish furnace. It took a long moment before Wang Ong-Gu’s burning body finally stopped writhing in pain.
We were struck by a disgusting burnt stench, waves of heat, and a suffocating cloud of smoke. Everyone was forced to back away from the rapidly spreading pool of flames.
“W-we need a fire extinguisher!”