Chapter 701: 701
"Crrrrr."
Behind Chung-Myung, who exudes steam from his mouth, a five-sword that seems to have been baked with soil fell over and was cramping.
"……I'm crazy…"….”
"Oh, my… Oh, my God, I'….”
Hwasan's latecomers, who are considered the best of the current clans, were on the verge of leaving their souls just by running.
Hwasan Ogum's heart, which arrived every single one of them, carrying the fallen one on his back, and holding the fallen one on his back, was filled with affection for each other.
I'll just leave it lying face down.’
"Poisonous people! You don't have to help me…….’
But you can't die, can you?’
So somehow they arrived in Namchang and stared at Chung-Myung with a face full of original venom. However, Chung-Myung was staring at the male spear with the eyes of a predator seeking food as if he couldn't feel it at all.
"But……."
Baek Cheon, barely catching his breath, asked Chung-Myung.
"What are you going to do now?"
“…….”
"We don't even know his face. And we don't know if the guy who calls Hwasan's disciple is still in the men's closet?"
“…….”
"So for now, I'll grab the audience, wash them a little, and then I'll take my time to find…….”
"Living quarters."
"Huh?"
But Chung-Myung cut it without looking back.
"So what are you gonna do to lead Hwasan?"
“…….”
"You don't know the face? Is he still in the men's window? What does that have to do with anything?”
"……Why doesn't it matter, you son of a b*tc*."
"Look, Yongin-sul is important to those who lead people."
Chung-Myung raised his hand slightly and folded it lightly.
Then something black popped out like a flash behind the trees standing on the left and right.
"Huh!"
"Is it an assault?"
The moment when Oh Gum, who was lying on the floor, was surprised and stood up.
"I'm seeing the Hwasan Mystery!"
"I've been waiting for you! Welcome to Namchang!"
A welcome came out.
Everyone looked at them lying flat with blank faces.
"…isn't it?"
"It's open, Sasook! Open up!"
"Opening up is a beggar, isn't it?"
"……No, his personality gets worse day by day."
Regardless, the open-minded people glanced at Chung-Myung and said quickly.
"I've been told by the Harmonist. I'll cooperate with everything I can!"
"Nice to meet you!"
A cold sweat broke out in the back of Baek Cheon's head.
'No…'
Of course, it's open with Hwasan.…. No, it's not unusual for Chung-Myung to cooperate with each other because he and his openness are not bad.
The problem, however, was that attitude that could never be considered "cooperation."
What the hell is going on about openness?’
I was wondering, but I honestly didn't want to know the answer. If he knew, he would be frustrated.
"What about him?"
At Chung-Myung's words, the openness quickly rose.
"It's still in the south window."
"I'll show you right away!"
"Let's go!"
"Yes!"
Baek Cheon and Jo-Gol freaked out as the beggars moved as they were about to run out.
"Now, let me catch my breath…….”
"Are you running again? Again?
Chung-Myung shouted without turning his head.
"I'll catch him and take a rest! What are you doing? Go!
"Yes!"
Open-mindednesses began to run to their death. Then Chung-Myung followed without delay.
"Oh, my God! Come on!"
"Stop running! Stop running! You son of a b*tc*!
Oh Geom also shed tears and followed Chung-Myung.
In fact, Chung-Myung's words were not so wrong. If the person who caused the problem gets out of the male window after dragging his feet, he will have to run for a long time to chase it.But the problem was that now they were literally on the verge of losing their breath.
d*mn it, you son of a b*tc*!
Why would you pretend to be Hwasan even if you impersonate him!
I'm going to grind it when I get caught!’
All their anger was directed at the impersonator somewhere in that male window.
Know
The cause of this pain is not just the impersonator. To be exact, Chung-Myung is here.
However, if a typhoon causes the house to collapse and fly away, wouldn't anyone blame the person who froze the house rather than blaming the typhoon? There's no point in blaming the typhoon for the cause of the cause of the pain.
Likewise, Chung-Myung has little meaning in blaming him. It's the fault of that Chung-Myung who made him go wild like that.
"I don't know who it is, but let's start with a bamboo punch!"
"That sounds ridiculous, but I strongly agree!"
"Kill me!"
With blood in his eyes, the disciples of Hwasan, who clenched their teeth, ran toward the gold sword.
"Huh?"
Jo Moo-sung, a conservative guard at the main gate of the gold inspection department, frowned at a group of people running toward him.
"What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Look over there, over there!"
Yeom Gong, who had been on the same boat, also flinched at the side pointed by Cho Moo-sung.
"What beggars……?”
It was so hard to recognize the original color of clothes and hair that were stained with haze dust. There was a stream of dirt on the face that was exposed through the chaos of the Bongdu.
"Stop! Stop!"
The Yeomgong shouted like a thunderbolt and blocked the beggars.
Put it on. Put it in!
Then the young beggar, who was running in the lead, stretched his legs forward and slid and stopped. It was very early in the morning.
"You guys, where are we? You're making a fuss.….”
"Never mind!"
But the leading beggar cut off his horse.
"What's going on in there with Hwasan?”
"Hwasan?"
Yeomgong squinted and got angry while looking at the beggar.
"Are they insane? How dare you use the expression "Naburang" to a master of the Wasan tribe! You little bastards!"
Then he snapped a golden sword around his waist.
"It would be right to scold you, but I'll let you go this time because you have guests. Be grateful and walk away. If you make a fuss again, you won't be safe."
"There you are!"
Among the hundreds of words, Chung-Myung was specialized in removing the remaining words from his head after hearing them.
Sure enough, once again, the only words left in his head that he had heard everything were the "Hwasan faction," the "master" and the "guest."
Chung-Myung's eyes flashed and snorted.
"You impostor!"
When he tried to push the people who had been on duty inside, the two grabbed their shoulders at the same time.
"But this guy!"
"Uh-huh, compact! Didn't you hear this friend? Get out of here."
Chung-Myung's eyes, who peeked at my shoulder, became thinner.
Surprised by this, Baek Cheon rushed forward.
"Wait!"
He calmly explained the situation, starting with a polite artillery power.
"We're from Hwasan on the island. I'm here to investigate someone impersonating Hwasan's student in Namchang, so please cooperate with me."
Then the two tilted their heads and looked at Baek Cheon. He looked a little better than the others who came with him, but he was a beggar compared to the master of the Wasan faction."……Where are you from?"
"Hwasan faction of the island castle."
"Oh……. You guys?"
Yeomgong giggled openly. Cho Moo-sung did not laugh openly, but he turned his head slightly and flinched his lips, perhaps because he couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
Smiling Yeomgong, who was shaking his body for a long time, suddenly shouted.
"Do you think you'll ever come to your senses when they're in big trouble?"
"…Yes?"
"You know what the Hwasans are like, and you pretend to be Hwasans! The Wasans have a reputation for being noble! But where on the battlefield are you going to cry out for three days with a rolling tail?"
Baek Cheon sheds resentful eyes on Chung-Myung.
That's why I told you to wash up, you son of a b*tc*!’
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. How dare you little ones cheat nonchalantly! I would have been fooled if I hadn't seen the Wasans in person a while ago! There's nothing to say. I was going to let you off the hook because you're still young, but if you're bothering me anymore, I'll tell you what a heartless place the world is! Get the hell out of here!"
The Yeomgong gave off a hideous aura.
Baek Cheon, who sighed deeply, looked at Chung-Myung with a sad face. Then Chung-Myung grinned.
"What do you think is so difficult. We can prove that we're the real Hwasanian.”
"……how?"
"How… How…….”
There was an evil smile on Chung-Myung's face. Baek Cheon, who saw the look, flinched and stepped back. It was an instinctive movement.
"I know…….how to prove it. Sigh, that's a tough job. It's hard."
"Cher, Chung-Myung?"
"It's so hard that I can't think of any other way than this."
As soon as Chung-Myung's hand grabbed the sword, Baek Cheon closed his eyes unknowingly. Chung-Myung grinned and said.
"There are two."
"Hm?"
"I really can't help it, so please excuse me. I have to go in here.”
"He's still……!”
"I've told you all the good things before, so from now on……it's your responsibility!"
Chung-Myung's eyes radiated blue light.
* * *
"Here you are."
Geum Geumbuju Sang Man-hee gave Jinyang Gon a bunch of slips.
Jinyang Gon looked down quietly at a bunch of slips on the table. His face was so nonchalant, but his hands shivered under the table, unable to hide their excitement.
'How much is all this…….I'm telling you…….’
With a huge amount of money ahead of him that he had never imagined in his life, he desperately calmed down while trying to swallow his dry saliva.
Jinyang Gon grabbed his thigh, suppressed his trembling and spoke as calmly as possible.
"I've heard that you're in a good mood, but I didn't expect you to make such a firm decision."
"How dare we doubt Hwasan? If we suspect Hawasan, who is famous for his consultation, the world will call us names."
Jinyang Gon nodded with a smile and slowly put his trembling hand on the table.
"All this money will be used for the hungry. And my envoy will never turn a blind eye to the consultation of the Department of Gold and Inspection that helped the poor."
"If you could do that, what more would you wish for? Thank you. Jin Daehyeop! No, stamp!
Sang Man-hee grabbed Jinyang Gon's hand.
Jinyang Gon nodded with a relaxed face and extended his other hand to pack a bundle of vouchers.
Whoo! Whoosh!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Huh?""Huh?"
Suddenly, however, Sang Man-hee and Jinyang Gon turned their heads at the same time when they heard loud loud noises and screams from outside.
"……what."
Whoo! Whoosh!
Sang Man-hee's face turned white at the sound of a series of sounds.
"S, the assault? Is it a wire imitation?"
His eyes quickly turned to Jinyang Gon.
"Do, seal. It looks like an iron copy has attacked."
Then Jinyang Gon smiled awkwardly with a slightly fed up face.
"Ha ha. One day, a puppy…You said you don't know how to be scared of criminals.….Don't worry. I'll take care of it."
"As expected!"
Sang Man-hee's face glowed rapidly.
"Let's go out together!"
"Oh, I'm going to start with this slip…….”
"…Yes?"
Sang Man-hee stared blankly at Jinyang Gon.
Jinyang Gon clenched his teeth in a cold sweat at the suspicious gaze.
"My lord!"
But then the contemplative general stormed in the door.
"What's going on? I don't think they know who's here.….”
"Oh, no, no! It's not a steel imitation."
"Huh? It's not a copycat?"
Sang Man-hee's face blanked out at the unexpected answer.
What the hell is all this sudden binge drinking unless it's a copycat?
"Then who is it?"
"Well, that's….”
The general stared at Jinyang Gon and opened his mouth.
"화, Hwasan……. People who call themselves the Wasanite are flocking in and making a mess. Bo, the students at the headquarters are blocking it, so it's not enough…….”
"Hwasan?"
Sang Man-hee rebuked me, saying, "What the hell does this mean?"
"Hwasan, what nonsense is that? Why are the Wasans making a mess here?”
"I'm not sure about that.….”
"Who the hell impersonated Hwasan…….”
It was just then.
Whoosh!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
With a loud binge, the inner door installed in front of the pavilion burst. At the same time, some of the gold swordsmen's disciples flew over the gate like frogs kicked by a child and fell on the floor.
Sang Man-hee blinked at an incredible sight.
And I looked.
The scene of a mysterious man loitering in through the broken gate.
His eyes, covered in dust all over his body, were spewing blue light. It was a sight that made me cringe.
"Gasp."
The eyes of the monster, who slowly turned his head left and right with a strange sound, were exactly focused on Sang Man-hee.
"Who's the hwasan b*tc*?"
Flames erupted from the eyes of the monster, Chung-Myung.
"What kind of b*tc* put Hwasan on her mouth? It's coming out! It's not coming out?"
“…….”
Are you from Jongnam?
It was Sang Man-hee's first thought when he heard that.
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