episode_0712

“Wow, Cheonma fights well. To the point where I want to stick together one more time.”

“I want to fight Tusin. I want to repay the pain I felt from my tooth being knocked out by that guy’s fist.”

The customers of the soup restaurant, most of whom had various ‘villain names’ whether they were demons or other extremely vicious names, gritted their teeth as they watched the battle on TV.

“I want to go in right now and blow it up.”

“Now, now. Calm down.”

The Red Devil reached out his hand towards the villains and picked up an empty soju glass.

“Let’s all cheer together!”

“…I’m completely Korean.”

“If you want to live in Korea, you have to live as a Korean.”

“You are the devil.”

“Then, you are a Korean citizen.”

“Without even having a national ID card.”

“Heung.”

The Red Devil took a gulp of what was in the soju glass.

The glass was soju, but what was inside was a black liquid called cola, not alcohol, and the others placed a cola bottle in front of them instead of a soju glass and gulped it down.

“So when can we go on a rampage?”

“Calm down, Flying Spaghetti. The stadium’s barrier is solid, and we can’t go in there.”

The villains gnashed their teeth as they expertly scooped up the soup with spoons.

“Even with the help of the devil, you cannot enter that stadium. Didn’t we already confirm that in the round of 16?”

“That’s right.”

The escaped villains have already tried to wreak havoc once.

Although there were some who were caught while crossing the Pacific, there were others who were hijacked by the Hero Association while on a plane, and there were also cases where someone who recognized them caught them after entering Korea and was wrapped in a tangerine peel and turned into a tangerine hareubang.

In this way, the escaped villains along with the devil were able to enter the center of Busan.

They are clearly criminals who escaped from prison and are vicious villains, and even now, the Hero Association has placed a bounty amounting to hundreds of millions of dollars per person.

What is the secret behind them wandering around so openly in the middle of Busan?

The secret is….

“I’m the boss! One more soup!”

“Tsk, did you come to Busan to eat?”

“Okay then! Thanks to that, I can now walk around like this without getting caught.”

Because the devil of victory is protecting them.

“If you don’t like it, act separately from me. ah. You know that if you go out of my ‘range’, you’ll get caught right away, right? These desperate kids, are you now turning on the lights to catch people who are trying to mess with the World Cup? Korean heroes too.”

“…Okay. The concubines of the patriotic general are running around very eagerly, shooting electricity and spitting fire.”

The number of people who came to Korea from the Amazon was much higher than it is now.

“If you don’t join us on your trip, you will be on the Hero Association’s radar. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have even eaten this awful soup.”

However, people who were fed up with Red Devil’s ‘Eight Island Food Tour’ began to leave one by one, and they were all caught.

Those who remained had heard the information, so they had to join the Red Devil’s journey to avoid being caught before he could achieve his goal.

“Are you sick of soup and rice? Why?”

“I ate only gomtang for a whole week in Uruguay, so of course it was.”

“Gomtang? It must have been delicious?”

“Without radish radish or stone foil.”

“That’s a bit over the line.”

Red Devil trembled with a frightened look on his face.

“He must have wanted to escape from prison. No matter how much of a prisoner you are, they still feed you like that.”

“My words. …No, I didn’t escape from prison because of rice. The reason I escaped from prison is because I want revenge on that man, the Heavenly Demon.”

“Losing in Korea and losing in China?”

“……Then what can you do quickly? I’m already pissed that my player was taken away by the Hwalbindang bastards.”

The villain who had a grudge against Cheonma gritted his teeth and chewed the sundae.

“If you had only let us go, we would have gone right there. They would have buried the Chinese, including Cheonma, in the sea of Jeju Island.”

“Hehe. don’t worry. Slowly… it’s starting to ripen.”

licking.

Red Devil smiled happily as he chewed a sundae soaked in ssamjang.

“… Ssamjang in sundae. I’m going crazy.”

A villain who was watching from the side shook his head as he dipped the sundae into the salt on the plate in front of him, but the villain next to him immediately grabbed his hand.

“E. If you come to Busan, the sundae is ssamjang.”

“…Do you want to die?”

“Even if you are a hillbilly from Seoul, if you come to Busan, just be quiet and eat what you eat in Busan.”

“Director Nam: What does it matter to you whether I eat whatever I want or not? A guy who dips sundae in vinegared vinegar and eats it.”

“Seoul Saenim teaches you how to eat… Wait a minute. Red Devil, what are you doing now?”

“It’s angle.”

Red Devil stood up.

Her black horns were sparkling with black light as if receiving a signal, and the devil drank the remaining cola in one go.

“People want a ‘quick victory’. And now, the barrier has become weaker.”

“!!”

“Wait a minute. The barrier has weakened? No way. Why is Baek Seol-hee’s barrier weakening?…”

Chop, chop chop.

The villains opened their mouths and nodded at Red Devil’s actions.

“That’s possible.”

“Ah, I see. If that’s the case…”

“No matter what, it is so bad that the barrier of the stadium is weakened-”

Everyone’s eyes turned to the villain who spoke last.

“…No, rice cake. Rice Cake!”

“Would you like us to say ‘patriotism’ in cultured Korean?”

“…Damn. okay. If the barrier between Baek Seol-hee and the great patriotic general has weakened, this is a gap.”

The villain steadfastly expressed his intentions.

“Since we are intruding and causing an accident while patriotism is being celebrated, won’t they be very angry if they are interrupted during patriotism?”

“So, that anger is channeled in another direction.”

Red Devil began unbuttoning his black shirt from the top.

“With this.”

fluttering.

Inside her shirt, at the center of her white t-shirt, was the Korean national flag.

“Let’s go to the stadium. And then they attack the Heavenly Demon. People who don’t want to attack Cheonma can attack Tushin. Did you finish eating? Let’s go eat something delicious for dessert.”

Red Devil looked at the people who were eating all their soup one by one.

“Tusin barley tea hand.”

About four villains raised their hands.

“Cheonmayong stop hand.”

And, except for four, all the remaining villains raised their hands, held the earthen pot with one hand, and drank up all the remaining soup from the soup.

“…is it okay? Now, the whole world is watching.”

“Anyway, you guys are villains wanted by Interpol.”

“That’s right.”

Grumble.

One by one, the villains stood up.

“Boss. Please calculate.”

“…I’ll give it my all…. …won.”

Hong Ki-woo stood in front of the POS machine and said the total amount in a trembling voice.

“What? wait for a sec. No, what kind of soup restaurant costs 3 million won? Is this right?”

“It’s because I wasted that much. It’s even worse because I ate it in small portions every time I ate it.”

“No, even if you multiply it, it’s 1,000 won…. 2,000 won? Oh my god, did prices go up that much again while I was in prison? Don’t say it, don’t say it.”

“…….”

Hong Ki-woo was worried for no reason, but-

“Can I pay you everything in cash?”

“Do you do cash receipts?”

“No. Who wants a receipt?”

I responded with a smile to the feast of 50,000 won bills fluttering before my eyes, and nodded my head sharply when I saw that no one was applying for a cash receipt.

“Uh, well, at least some fruit for dessert…”

“If you come to a soup restaurant, this is dessert.”

Red Devil stood in the center, putting a peppermint candy in front of the calculator into his mouth.

The villains were already drinking mixed coffee or coix tea to clear their mouths.

“Okay then, boss. Sell a lot~”

When Red Devil snapped his fingers, Red Devil and the villains disappeared in an instant.

“…Ha.”

Hong Ki-woo lost strength in his legs and sat down.

“Phew…. I’m glad, I’m glad.”

Likewise, the mother, who was in the kitchen, also collapsed on her chair.

“Take it. I don’t think it’s a counterfeit bill.”

“If it is counterfeit, you should report it….”

Hong Ki-woo handed cash to her, her forehead dripping with sweat.

“Son. Keep this in mind. There is no sin in money. If you want to make a living, you can put aside things like conscience for a moment. If we had reported them, all we would have received would have been a police investigation and media interviews.”

“…Mother.”

Hong Ki-woo pointed to his mouth.

“Busan dialect. You’re using Seoul now.”

“Why are you using that when you and I are together? Awkwardly.”

“…….”

outside.

On the sign, the phrase ‘Hong’s Busan Gukbap’ was shining.

* * *

The Internet is full of public opinion.

Public opinion hopes for the victory of Cheonma.

Mainly Chinese people support Cheonma, but there are also public opinions that support Cheonma in other cases before nationality.

“There are so many water buffalos in the world. Those people who cheer just because they are women.”

I support Cheonma because she is a woman.

The three people here seem to have a hard time understanding those words, but there is such a thing as a living being called a man.

“Or, there are those who do not want women to lose to men and cheer for the victory of the Heavenly Demon.”

It’s a little hard to mention, but such people definitely exist in this world.

They are not people with special abilities, but they want the Heavenly Demon to win – more precisely, the Tusin – just because they are of the same gender.

“Before the semifinals open, I want to shake off all that and go. In that sense, this game is the best environment right now. I hope you understand.”

I asked for understanding from the president and the president of the association.

“Seolhee. Barrier, open.”

“…hu. Following the Jeju Island Rocking Hotel, will it be the Busan Rocking Stadium? I am indeed.”

Baek Seol-hee grunted and stretched out her hand towards the wall.

“I am responsible, but should I be more responsible?”

“Of course.”

Saaaa.

There was a hole in the transparent ice barrier separating the stadium and the stands.

and.

-Is it now ㅡㅡㅡㅡ?!

Unidentified shadows ran into the stadium.

“Then.”

I also wore a mask made with magical power.

[Let’s start ‘intervention’.]

usually.

What is a farce in traditional culture?

[The battle method is Royal Rumble, but the basis is clowning.]

Because the audience is with the actors.

[In the end, only Tusin and Cheonma remain in the duel, and everyone is kicked out of the stage.]