Chapter - 372 Episode 372. I agree with that. (2)



"…What did you just say?"



"Gee, you don't look old yet, do you have bad ears already?"



Chung-Myung rubbed my ears and shrugged.



"Hahaha."



Jokessado Yoppyyong smiled low with a mixture of absurdity and anger.



"Do you know who I am, young man?"



"Ha ha. I know that much. So I'm sure...…."



Chung-Myung flinched as he tried to say something with his fingers open.



"Uh……."



Then he turned his head and looked back.



"Who did you say it was?"



"……."



"……."



Hwasan's disciples bowed their heads in unison.



Please, Chung-Myung.



"I never thought I'd be embarrassed to look up in front of a safa in my life.'



"……Jokssado Yoppyong."



"Oh! That's right!"



Chung-Myung turned his head again.



"The Red Wave, too!"



"Enemy! Enemy! You son of a b*tc*!"



In the end, Yeopyeong, who couldn't control his anger, tried to open his eyes and Bangseung grabbed him tightly.



"Big, big, big, calm down! You can't fool around with a kid like that!"



"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"



Even in the midst of anger, Yeopyeong, who said it was right, breathed heavily and calmed down her seething head.



What's this guy?'



He has traveled around the world wearing a piece of do. I've met quite a few big names, and I've encountered a lot of weirdos.



None of them, however, excited the reviews with just a few words.



It's great if you're using a diaphragm, but if you're not...… Well, that's even greater.



"……I thought it was a lot of energy for a young man, but I guess he was a thunderclap who couldn't tell the difference between heaven and earth."



However, even before Yuppyeong could continue to say something, Chung-Myung shook his head and sighed deeply.



"The world has improved a lot. I can't believe a day has come when a sapan knows I'm a wasan."



"…Loo, muzzle?"



Yeop-pyeong was speechless.



How dare you say that in front of him? That wasan's little boy?



"Ee….Ee!"



"It's not that I don't know the world, it's that the world is wrong. Well, that's fine. We'll figure it out one by one. So, what do you want to do? Do you want to get beaten up here? Or do you want to go out of the castle?"



"You crazy bastard!"



Yeopyeong grabbed Do and tried to rush forward.



"Big, big!"



But Bang-seung quickly grabbed him.



"Let go!"



"Ji, calm down! You'll hurt your nose if you think it's easy. He's Hwasan Sinryong, who is famous in the Dead Sea these days."



"…Hwasan The Dragon?"



"Yes."



After hearing Bang Seung's words, Yeopyeong stared at Chung-Myung with blood in his eyes.



"I thought the young man was in a bad mood, and you were the Hwasan Divine."



His voice mixed with the animal's voice was brutal.



"But at that rate, the review index. How dare Hawsan block our way, not in Hwasan, block our way! They have to be decapitated to know the subject!"



Whoosh!



Yeopyeong, who avoided the Bangseung, stepped forward on the spot. At the same time, fearsome flesh began to shoot out of his body like a storm.



Jo-Gol, standing behind Chung-Myung, bit his lips to the flesh. My hair was naturally fluttering, and I felt like I was poking my whole skin with a needle.



I didn't think it would be this bad.….'



There wasn't much to it, but the force was certainly a threat.



Yuppyeong, who succeeded in threatening all of Hwasan's students in a single way, said, grinding his teeth.



"If you're still going to disturb us, all of us...….""Well, you're talking too much."



"……."



The eyes of Hwasan's disciples were all in the back of Chung-Myung's head.



"These days, do sapan cubs fight with their mouths. Why are you talking so much? Hey, come at me if you want to fight. Are you scared?"



"……."



Jo-Gol turned his head.



Yoon-Jong, who was standing next to him, was also looking at Jo-Gol as if it were natural.



The death penalty.



'Yes, I know how you feel.'



I've known this for a long time, but I'm more certain now. He must be a coward who doesn't exist.



"This……."



At that time, Bangseung stepped forward.



"Daeju. I'll take a moment...…."



"Get out of my way!"



"Hehe. Don't be so excited. What kind of kid are you so mad about? If you get rid of the naked thunder, you will lose the reputation of Daeju."



"Yes."



Yeopyeong did not loosen his crumpled impression, but stepped aside, clenching his teeth as if the words were not too wrong.



"Well."



Bang Seung gave Chung-Myung a glimpse as if he was having fun and turned to Hyun Young. He thinks it's better to deal with someone who looks like an elder than that little boy who only lives in his mouth.



"It looks like you're the elder of Hwasan, how reckless you are now...…."



(Screaming)



"……."



Everyone looked at the windshield with bewildered eyes at the sudden noise.



His mouth, where he was talking, was stuffed with shoes from somewhere.



"……."



"……."



While no one had any idea how to react, Bangseung fell to the floor.



Boom.



The sound of a person falling couldn't have been more pathetic.



"That's so true."



Chung-Myung opened his mouth with an irritated face as he put down his bare feet.



"They say you talk a lot, but you bastards!"



"……."



"……."



Baek Cheon looked at it with a smile on his face.



'Chung-Myung아.'



You shouldn't throw shoes at the mouth of the speaker. That's a little too much.



"No!"



Chung-Myung blinked his eyes.



"These bastards, let's see, let's see. Since when did the Sapa pups open their eyes in front of Hwasan and rob their mouths? In the past, we wouldn't have made eye contact."



"…Chung-Myung, calm down."



"But you're a human being, so you have to let him talk."



"You seem to have fainted."



He wasn't that strong at first sight, so he would have been beaten down in the end.… however, I felt so sad that I was knocked out by my shoes.



How much shame will he suffer when he wakes up?



Baek Cheon realized one more thing when he saw Chung-Myung.



'There's no one more fair than him.'



It is the duty of a good superior, because he treats all who deal with him regardless of the political and social issues.



But some didn't seem to think so.



"……."



Yeopyeong burst into laughter while still looking at the convulsed Bangseung.



"Well, that's ridiculous."



But contrary to what he said, blue flesh flowed out of his eyes.



"You little thing."



"Why old man?"



"……It's all started by you guys. Don't blame us."



"Yeah, yeah, don't blame them either."



"……."



Yeop-com was no longer excited. It was just a cold, raw stream of life.



No more conversation was needed.



"I see the end of Hwasan here today! All……."



The moment Yuppyeong opened his mouth to order an attack.



"Hey! Hit him! Peel him!"



"...Hey! That makes us feel more like Sapa!"



"I'm coming!"



Chung-Myung didn't wait for Yeop-pyeong's words and beat him up. Soon after, Hwasan's disciples all drew swords and rushed in."Oh, my God.



Yeop-pyeong, who was deprived of the player, flinched as he saw his students rush in.



'No... 'What the hell are these people?'



It's not once or twice that I've clashed with political factions leading the enemy squad, and I've never seen such guys before.



"Kill them! Kill them all!"



When Yeop-pyeong screamed seetically, the enemy squad belatedly ran toward the Wasan faction.



In the middle of the West Bank's coffin, the enemy forces of the bay and the disciples of the Hwasan faction rushed toward each other.



Whoosh!



Jo-Gol clenched his teeth.



My heart beat freely and blood poured into my face. The hand holding the sword was shaking unusually.



God d*mn it, calm down!



This is not the first time to deal with the strong.



It's all because of that Chung-Myung, but Jo-Gol has experienced several times that the three great disciples of the ordinary civil school cannot.



But that and this are obviously different issues. First of all, their chosen provincial government is never intended to subdue or simply defeat Jo-Gol. It's to take his life by hitting his head.



Of course, in the past, I have fought for my life in the process of getting my hands on a marriage group. But to be honest, it was more like just watching Chung-Myung fight.



It was the first time to face a sword directly against a person who is willing to kill.



Maybe that's why?



God d*mn it!



I felt like my body wasn't moving properly. No matter how calm I tried to be, I couldn't control the heat.



Love, love, love and sorrow!



At that moment, the enemy soldier who rushed to him swung a big beat and hit Jo-Gol's head.



'Oh, my God.'



Jo-Gol raised the sword, frightened with a red face.



"…Will it be all right?"



"What?"



Hyun Young looked worried and asked Chung-Myung.



"Isn't this the first time children have experienced real life? Of course I believe in them, but I'm afraid I'll get hurt because I can't show my skills.…."



"Oh, that?"



Chung-Myung replied with a sour face.



"Well…… it's nothing."



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung says with a smirk.



"Don't worry. I've let you deal with it."



"As far as I know, you've never trained like that. Is there anything I don't know?"



"No, that's all."



"……but?"



When Hyun Young asked back with an incomprehensible face, Chung-Myung shrugged.



"The training you've seen before will do."



"……huh?"



"Well…… I couldn't show my skills because I was nervous, or Kang Ho-chul made a mistake and died unfortunately. What are you worried about?"



"That's right."



"Have you seen a tiger get nervous and get beaten to death by a rabbit?"



"…I haven't seen it."



No, that can't happen.



Chung-Myung nodded as if to look at it.



"The excuse for not being able to perform and being nervous is for those who don't usually train properly. In the first place, training should be based on the premise that I won't be able to show my skills because I'm nervous."



"……."



"I'm nervous and I don't care. If you count more, you win. If you show half your skills, you can win."



"Then my children...…."



"Yes, well…."



Chung-Myung grinned.



"Don't tell me you're going to lose to the Sapa bastards. I'm about to die."



"……."



Hyun Young looked forward and closed his eyes tightly.



'Please don't get hurt, boys.'



I don't think you'll see any good things if you get hurt.



Whoops!



The sword's blockage bounced back.'Huh?'



The more embarrassed of the attackers and the ones who blocked them were the ones who blocked them.



Jo-Gol looks at the enemy with a slightly blank look.



'What....'



Why is it bouncing off?



No, I didn't push you.



"Hey, you!"



But there was no time to think deeply. The enemy soldier who recovered the province rushed back with a face of evil.



One.



'Is it slow?'



The strong spirit is certainly excellent. But the flying speed of the island was somewhat different from what Jo-Gol thought.



Rather, Paenga's province was much faster and stronger.



Whoops!



His sword and province collided again. His sword, carrying a blue sword, dug an inch into the beat of a red porcelain soldier.



"Hey, you little brat!"



The enemy soldier shouted seizurely and pushed the province and came in.



One.



What are you doing?'



Jo-Gol pulled back slightly in line with the enemy's movement with a face of absurdity. Then, the enemy's posture collapsed badly.



"Ha!"



And Jo-Gol didn't miss the break in that posture. The sword moved first and cut off the empty shoulder before the head thought.



"Gasp!"



The enemy soldier twisted his body and stepped back.



The blood from his shoulders sprayed and soaked the floor red.



"Ho-oh……."



Jo-Gol rolled up the corners of his mouth.



And with a more relaxed face than the first time, he gently pointed at the sword and shook his head.



"It's not as big as I thought. I was so scared."



"Hey, you malko!"



Jo-Gol peeked back.



Sure enough, Chung-Myung was looking at them with a sour face.



"What are you doing?"



In Jo-Gol's ear came Chung-Myung's voice.



"Get rid of it!"



Come on!



Having fully recovered his confidence, Jo-Gol rushed at the enemy with an evil smile resembling Chung-Myung.



"I'll break your head!"



Fraudless Jo-Gol's sword began to sweep through enemy lines.