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Lee Wang-chul’s head rolls around nimbly.

Manager Bang was already wrong.

The twisted arm was a serious condition that would make him an invalid forever, but he had to be able to survive it to be considered an invalid or not.

Rather, the stab wound on the neck was made with the intention of killing someone with a knack for killing people.

How can you stop the bleeding from your neck in the first place?

What if I strangle him to stop the bleeding?

Catch people before they bleed.

So Lee Wang-chul’s concern is not how to save Master Bang.

“Damn, the trickster lent me by the Apostolic Association.”

The problem is Apostolic Training.

I lent him one of the chief wardens, but he died because he was not a good guard, let alone treated well. (Not dead yet)

How can we excuse this?

Even if the inspector on his way to the side found him dead, it is absolutely no excuse.

Why did you let a weak strategist go to the side alone? You didn’t dare to invite the chief strategist to your local miscellaneous affairs faction. Instead, you should have brought him to the side with all his might and even laid out silk to make sure he didn’t get any dust. Are you calling that an excuse now? And it was obvious that it would only lead to anger.

Who in the world would want to follow him and take care of him all the way to the side, this was Gunso Bangpa’s sorrow.

So there is only one way to avoid wrath.

plural!

At least, if you shout out loud, “This is what will happen if you mess with the apostle of the world, Geon-ah, by finding that evil beast and thoroughly avenging him, you will have a justification for the Apostolic Training to take it into consideration.”

A flame bloomed in Lee Wang-chul’s eyes.

Of course, it was not because of resentment that Jang Bang and Master Bang, whom he had lived with, were murdered.

Lee Wang-chul is also a Sapa bastard, and the Sapa bastards’ hatred of literary affairs is a basic trait.

Mu-gong didn’t like the room manager who was making a fuss about a subject that was barely above the third-rate threshold, and that’s why the room manager who died like this is an absolutely disgusting asshole.

Lee Wang-chul’s anger was purely due to the damage I had suffered.

Fuck, if this goes on, I can’t even ask for help from the Apostolic Training again.

If we had just received one more chest of elixirs, we could have instantly become a huge powerhouse with influence beyond the county level city.

Because of this idiot Saenim and his evil beast.

“Find out what kind of bastard it is. Find it even if you don’t have it.”

Finding something even if it is not there is not a theory of tenacity that tells you to find it without fail.

I’m telling you to look for it and if you can’t find it, make one.

In response, the Salwol faction warriors began to open the paper doors all at once.

—-

Due to the structure of Jinhaeru, it is an observatory railing located outside the guest room.

So, to get some air, the remaining sister-in-law opens the door to the hallway on the other side and shows off a magical feat.

“What is it? Why are you out there?”

Then, Gyeon Po-hee smiles shyly, puts her lips close to Cheong’s ear, and whispers sweetly.

“I came here after peeing.”

hmm. This is information I really didn’t want to know.

Do I really need to say that while I’m slurping down Noeongjeongtang soup? Wow, that’s cool.

But Heemae is capable of that.

Because hee-mae.

In fact, Cheongdo is not a very meticulous race that can be offended that much.

Cheong instead giggles and asks.

“So. Is it cool?”

“Yes.”

“How about there? Is it clean?”

“Yes. I guess it’s because it’s a good guesthouse.”

It was good news to hear.

This is because clean sides are precious.

I thought, I should go back later.

It was then.

The sound of something crashing and breaking loudly is heard from outside.

Some people are yelling, while others are screaming loudly.

At that, the members of the Fire Dragon Team all stopped moving and closed their mouths as if they were planning something.

Jo Hak-che, who was glaring at Changbin with bloodshot eyes and spewing out poison, becomes serious and knocks on the table as if he has never done that before.

Then, the young men at the tables outside open the paper doors on the railing to let in the night air.

And the thick alcohol that blooms all at once.

A thick alcohol fog rises as the members of the Hwaryong Team simultaneously blow away their alcoholic energy.

I didn’t leave the paper door open for no reason, so it quickly melted into the night air.

oh. That sounds plausible.

Cheong was impressed.

This is the power of political factions… … No, it’s just because it’s a drinking party with two plus one ultra-beautiful people from the martial arts group.

If it had been just men or courtesans, they wouldn’t have been able to prepare for battle so splendidly.

So, in a way, it can be said that it was purely thanks to Cheong-ui who intervened without notice.

Or, when it comes to alcohol and cooking, I can’t keep my head and start pouring it into my face first. It’s a feat achieved by my greedy appetite.

Meanwhile, the loud, wow, wow noises got closer and closer, and finally, bam! The paper door leaves the door frame and splits the air.

To the side, a warrior from the Salwol faction appears, ignoring the etiquette of opening and closing the door of the Misioin center and pushing forward, shouting with great vigor.

“Kneel! these guys… … Ah?”

First of all, they stormed in brilliantly by suppressing the momentum.

The Salwolpa warrior trailed off when he saw about 30 weapons heading towards me.

Thirty members of the Fire Dragon Team. Three people as a bonus.

Countless requests for handshakes from Dogi and Geomgi.

The Salwol faction warrior naturally takes a step back from Apostle Geon-ah’s secret, as if nothing had happened, as if time had been turned backwards –

A bloody sound that passes through my ears.

I couldn’t even see what was passing by.

The Salwolpa warrior stands tall.

Then, he soon takes on a solemn expression and opens his mouth.

“Shall I kneel?”

Jo Hak-che nodded solemnly.

The Salwol faction warrior knelt down and put down his sword.

Except for at least two people here, all of them are charlatans of the political faction.

This means that, except for at least two people, they did not bother to cut down and kill the opponents who had lost their will to fight and quietly chose to neutralize them.

Jo Hak-che opens his mouth politely in a more relaxed manner.

Jo Hak-che’s eyes roll when he sees a woman, but his true nature is something that all later exponents (males) of the political faction talk about.

Although he is ranked as the most unpleasant person to look at, the most burdensome person, and the person they don’t want to meet, for all the later exponents (women) of the political faction.

“Look, what kind of fuss is this when multiple people are running on base? Of course, if a person is angry or even drunk, of course-”

“Ahh! These guys, these guys!”

There was a shout that cut off Jo Hak-che’s waist, giving him good advice.

And the sound of rushing footsteps.

In an instant, the jiangjimun shattered and fell, and the Salwol sect warriors holding the sword in their hands lined up to form a siege net.

And finally, Lord Moon enters!

Lee Wang-chul appears with the utmost arrogance, showing off the leisureliness of a master.

It’s not because I can really afford it, but because I think it’s cool to appear like this.

It was life wisdom that was useful for scaring others into thinking that he actually had something up his sleeve.

The gaze of Lee Wang-chul, who appeared with such great weight, suddenly turned to a peerless beauty that I had never seen in my dreams… … Instead, a rather plain (this is why you get affectionate when you’re next to an angular stone) beautiful woman next to her catches your eye.

That’s true snow. Why is that here?

If Jinseol had not been there, I would have thought they were just kids holding a knife, but now that Jinseol has settled in, they are no longer just kids.

“Hmm, hmm. My name is Lee Wang-chul, a member of the Salwol faction. There seems to have been some kind of mistake, and it appears that the subordinates were in a state of anger trying to find the evil beast who brutally murdered the secret agent of the Sadyoryun, and thus committed a rude behavior.”

Moon-joo’s choice is a quick retreat.

It loses its shape, but what can I do?

However, it was a judgment that could be given a passing grade as the head of one faction, as the Apostolic Alliance would not be a problem once the number of pages was pushed aside and touched incorrectly.

Jo Hak-che falls into thought for a moment.

If it’s Salwolmun, they are definitely Sapa bastards.

Although they have the upper hand in terms of number of heads, there are more old guys out there, so the leader has a duty to take care of his group members rather than just blindly slashing at them.

Moreover, the Black Dragon Team was a preliminary battle group of later exponents formed to gain experience as a powerhouse and expand their network of contacts.

If I had known this would happen, I would have brought my older brothers from Jukhyeopdae with me.

So, I have no choice but to match the rhythm.

“The evil beast that killed the apostolic leader? What does that mean? Are you saying that something so dangerous, or rather, something terrible, suddenly happened in the middle of the night?”

Lee Wang-chul’s eyebrows twitch slightly.

Young guy, no matter how much of a political faction we are, what can you do when I am an old man and a senior to you?

However, I understood the signal to move on with good words.

Asking what’s going on in the first place doesn’t mean that you’re in the wrong room and that it has nothing to do with us, so don’t bother and just shut up.

So, you can’t attack the anti-communist unit just because they feel bad.

“Keuhum, the body of an apostolic activist who was trying to get some air during the banquet was found dead. Since the blood was still flowing, I thought the evil eye would not be far away and started searching, but in the midst of that, I unintentionally broke the mood.”

“Ah. Is that so? hmm.

It was then.

Suddenly, Cheong steps in and raises his voice.

“Can’t we rebuild the excitement that has already been broken? If you’re really sorry, you could at least pay for the drinks instead. What happens if you just say sorry?”

At that, smiles secretly spread on the lips of the Hwaryongjo team members.

If he were to drink alcohol as an apology for the evil behavior of those Sapa men, wouldn’t it be a heroic story that would spread far and wide?

On the contrary, Lee Wang-chul’s expression is crumpled.

I wonder whose face this pale young bitch is trying to save.

However, even trivial disputes between political factions and factions become serious competition.

Lee Wang-chul realized that I had made a mistake.

I ended up saying that it was my fault, so I immediately hammered the nail in the coffin by saying I was sorry.

What happens now?

What should Lee Wang-chul do with this?

If you buy him a drink, he turns pale and becomes a jerk who gives gold and silver to a young guy out of fear.

Even if you say you can’t pay for the drinks, you end up like a small person who can’t even buy a drink.

I never said anything like that. Aren’t you sorry?

If so, it’s just an insult. Immediately, an excuse was taken and the attack was launched.

What a dilemma!

Of course, Cheong is more sincere than anyone else in the world when it comes to harassing evildoers, and at that moment, he even displays supernormal abilities that soar to his intelligence by operating his brain at full power.

But for now, I was just arguing about how to try cutting with a knife.

I already sorted out two and still have one left, right?

If I break the head of Munju’s bastard, I’ll just get rid of all the rest and leave with a light heart.

Without even knowing that, the Hwaryongjo members couldn’t help but exclaim a thousand times in their hearts, saying that after the mission was over, they had rescued a King Daebak incident that would be talked about in the neighborhood.

The Heavenly Flower Sword is as witty as it is beautiful!

I would say it’s a huge misunderstanding and bullshit.

It was then.

“Uh. That person. Is it that person from earlier?”

Gyeon Po-hee pointed at the body of Inspector Bang being carried behind Lee Wang-chul.

“Heemae? Is it him?”

“He keeps pouring me a drink, kissing me, grabbing my wrist and trying to drag me away so that men and women can meet and do things together. I smashed it.”

Everyone closes their mouths at once.

ah. Heemae said that.

Well, Heemae can do that. Because it’s rare.

ah… … . It’s our fault.

Damn, these guys really are.

The same thought passes through everyone.

At that moment, Cheong struck first.

“Dare! You’re trying to make fun of me, Cheonhwageom’s sister! The lustful bastards, who were fascinated by Hee-mae’s beauty, planned to molest my Hee-mae and forcibly drag her away and commit unscrupulous acts! I can’t forgive!”

“What-”

“No questions and answers!”

bang! For some reason, black dust rises and the blue new model stretches forward.

The moment when Lee Wang-chul was surprised and raised his sword.

Damn-!! The temple bell cries with a loud, but not loud, gentle roar.

If you think of the Heavenly Flower Sword, wouldn’t it be the Tathagata God, the Tathagata God of the Buddha would be the Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin Temple would be the Great Master Muhak?

And since the nickname Cheonhwageom was given by Master Muhak, it may be a bit tattered to force it to continue, but it makes sense.

Yi Wang-chul reminded him of the legendary divine skill that had been forgotten due to vulgar jokes such as Ouch, the successor of the Tathagata God, the Three-headed Gain, and the Five-headed Manjok.

However, it was already too late, and the Tathagata God’s powerful force, containing tremendous power, touched Lee Wang-chul’s feet and struck him!

Martial arts starts from the feet.

Conversely, it also means that martial arts cannot begin the moment the ground beneath your feet collapses.

And before we knew it, the new type of Cheonhwageom was right before our eyes.

Cheonhwageom’s hand flashes.

A weapon held in a beautiful hand, dazzling like a transparent white jade, and a sunset-colored force shines on the pig’s feet –

Lee Wang-chul opened his eyes.

Pig’s feet!

You shouldn’t die by being hit by pig’s feet!