Chapter - 603 Episode 603. You have to be sure to do it. (3)



"…Here you are."



"Oh, he's big, too.”



Chung-Myung grabbed a bunch of slip Song Tae-ak gave out.



"Thankfully……."



Squeeze.



“…….”



“…….”



Chung-Myung, who was pulling a bunch of slips, looked at Song Tae-ak with strange eyes.



He and Song Tae-ak met in Ho Gong.



"Let it go."



“…….”



"Oh, let go."



"Giggles."



Song Tae-ak's hand drained his strength. His soul escaped with the clump of slips that he had been holding tightly.



How did you save this money?



With one transaction, all the extra funds disappeared. No, not to the extent that the extra funds disappeared, but the breweries and lands that had been invested to raise money had to be sold to the top of the competition.



Of course you can't get my money. I can't help but take the money that I can't sell, but what's the sense of despondency when all the money I've barely prepared is taken out in an instant?



Song Tae-ak, who was groaning in pain as if he had cut off a chunk of flesh, closed his eyes tightly.



No, it's an investment.



Those who are afraid of going out will never make a fortune.



The important thing is what you can earn from the money you invest now. If you can resell Unnam cars to North Korea and Beijing, you can earn money that you can't compare.



There will be very little profit left! But if you can get the authority to sell your car to Beijing's dignitaries, you'd better have a profit or something like that!’



So in the end, it's a business that'….



It's an extra business, but...….



"What's wrong with your face?"



Song Tae-ak forced the corners of his mouth to twist at Chung-Myung's sad words.



"Ki, I'm glad. With joy."



"You don't look so happy."



"Well, that can't be true. Look, I'm so happy that I can't stop crying.….”



Chung-Myung, who saw tears in Song Tae-ak's eyes, giggled and laughed.



"What do you mean, tears? Ha-ha. You must be really happy."



“…….”



Yeah, that's great.



Wouldn't it be good if it were you? You son of a b*tc*?



Song Tae-ak pushed back his anger.



It's all or nothing anyway.’



You can't make money without investment, and you can't grow without adventure.



His gamble was not to pay for the sale of the car.



Moving his client to Wasan, not a shaman, was a gamble on his fortune.



If this number fails, the top of the gold line will be ruined.’



But what if we succeed?



At least in the business district above North Korea, you will be able to get an absolute position. Hwasan is located on the island, and all the tops that deal with them are west of the midfield.



Being the only pro-Hwasan upper east of the midfield was sure to bring enormous risks and enormous opportunities at the same time.



It's just...



"Hehehe! How much is it all?”



“…….”



Seeing Chung-Myung shoveling a bunch of slips into his arms with joy and joy, it was Song Tae-ak who kept doubting whether he was doing well or not.



"Hehe. Let's do our best."



"Yes, I look forward to your kind cooperation."



Song Tae-ak held Chung-Myung's hand tightly.



The situation is already a sign anyway. Now that you're on the back of a tiger, you have no choice but to become close to the tiger.



"But……."



Song Tae-ak turned his head slightly and looked toward the yard.



In the middle of the yard at the top of the gold ship, which was made to deal with logistics, there were piles of white bags."What?"



"…What the hell are you going to use those for?"



Song Tae-ak made a mysterious expression.



Chung-Myung asked him to prepare a workable amount of money, not money, as a commodity. It was worth a million pieces of money, if anything.



No matter how many of Hwasan's disciples are here, it's not going to be easy to carry all those bags to the island.….



"Oh, that one?"



Chung-Myung shrugged.



"It's none of your business. We prepared it for you.”



"…what do you mean?"



"What."



A subtle smile hung around Chung-Myung's mouth.



"If you're going to do it, you have to be sure.



Song Tae-ak, who saw the smile, trembled with unknown anxiety.



* * *



Infinite, North Jeolla Province, where the top of the Geumseon is located, is the largest city in North Jeolla Province. As a result, it was a place greatly influenced by Shudang, the largest gatekeeper in North Korea.



A group of people now appeared on the infinite boulevard of the North Korean province.



"Huh?"



People walking through the boulevard tilted their heads as they saw them suddenly appearing.



"What about those people?"



There was nothing strange about the fact that a large group of people appeared because it was a busy street.



Nevertheless, the reason why I couldn't take my eyes off was that more than a hundred people who appeared now are all dressed in the same clothes, and the clothes have never been seen in infinity.



"In black unclothed...…that pattern…… What? Flowers? Flowers?"



"Hwasan!"



"Hwasan! Hwasan파다! Warriors of the Wasans!"



In the past, no one recognized Hwasan without someone showing up, but now everyone can recognize the Hwasan faction just by wearing no clothes and plum blossoms.



This is why fame is important.



"Hwasan who wiped out that Daveyolchae?"



"Yes! That Hwasan Para!"



"But why are they here?"



The eyes of infinite people on the Hwasan faction were bound to be favorable.



There was nothing to bring about any reason. Who wouldn't like it if they were the ones who beat up bandits in the nearby mountains right now?



Even if the bandits were just ordinary bandits, they should be grateful to break their heads, but didn't Hwasan beat that notorious Daveyolchae, not another bandit?



Naturally, everyone looked at the Wasans with admiration and gratitude.



"Hwasan para. What a sight they have!"



"It feels different from a shaman."



"Hehe, yes. In fact, the shaman is the mastermind of the world, but isn't Hwasan's momentum high these days?"



How can you compare a shaman to a Wasan, though?"



"Huh? That's not it. That's right. Have you ever heard of a shaman performing in these years?"



"…but not really."



"Situation is not eternal. Now, of course, a shaman is the world's best and the world's most questionable, but if it's ten years later, we don't know what's going to happen again!"



"Tsk tsk. That's how it is it. Where did you go?"



People's opinions were divided.



However, considering that this place is infinite, like a shaman's front yard, this kind of reaction is also a great one.



You can grill your arms inside, and dogs eat half of their own yard.



The fact that Hwasan, a far-off islander, was compared to a shaman in this very infinity proved how much higher his reputation was.



"But…… what is that?"



"Well, I think everyone carries a few bags."



"I don't know what it is, but it looks pretty heavy."Middle school students questioned the bags carried by the disciples of the Hwasan faction.



Hwasan's disciples, who walked without showing signs of difficulty with a few bags that seemed too much to lift, began to pile them up between Korea and China.



"Oh?"



"…...there's a lot of stuff.”



"What are you going to do with that?”



The middlemen looked at the scene with curiosity.



But…….



Whoosh.



Whasan's disciples, who had laid down the sack, did not think about what to do, turned around and began to turn back.



"Huh?"



"Huh?"



Everyone who saw the scene looked dumbfounded.



Whirring.



Where all of Hawsan's disciples had left, only piles of piles of sacks remained empty.



"……why don't you just go?"



"Well, what are you gonna do about that?"



When everyone was wondering what the hell was going on.



"Hey, hey! Here we go again!"



"Huh? What else is there?"



Those who saw Hwasan's disciples who reappeared in the distance opened their mouths wide. It was because there were as many bags on the shoulders of the Hwasan disciples who reappeared.



Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!



Hacks were piled up again on the sacks that were piled up by Hwasan's disciples. The process was repeated over and over again, and the mountains of the sacks grew larger and higher.



"Uh……."



"Uh……."



The eyes of those watching the scene began to grow bigger and bigger. The piled-up sacks now looked like a small garden.



"Is that it?"



"I think so?"



Hwasan's last students, who raised the sack, now stood around the sack instead of going around the road.



What happened without saying a word.



However, those who saw the necrosis had no choice but to stop their way and gather to see what was going on.



What are you trying to do?’



What the hell are those bags?



I'm dying of curiosity.’



The crowds looked back and forth at the hilt and the disciples of Hwasan surrounding the mountain.



"What the hell is that?"



"What are you trying to do here?”



When Hwasan's disciples remained in place without any explanation, the impatient began to raise their voices.



Nevertheless, Hwasan's disciples remained silent.



By the time the frustration reached its peak.



"Ahem!"



A man walked out slowly among Hwasan's disciples, all around the eyes of the middle class.



Naturally, everyone's eyes were on him walking out.



"Hahaha!"



The young man, who had not yet completely disappeared, coughed in vain under the spotlight.



"I mean."



The person who looked around the people opened his mouth slightly and turned his head as if to say something.



"Where do I start explaining this?"



"Why are you asking us that?"



"Just do it, man!"



"Geo, you'really.



Chung-Myung, who made a remark but failed to find his true self, distorted his face and raised his voice.



"Ah! Can you hear me?"



When Hwasan's disciples saw Chung-Myung shouting at people, their faces turned red and bowed their heads.



"…Please just do it."



"Why is shame on us?"



Look.



Their priests, who are ashamed of everything.



Of course, Chung-Myung, who couldn't care less about the reactions of his disciples, grinned once and opened his mouth to the crowd."You all know who we are, don't you?”



"Aren't you the Hwasan people!"



"Thank you for beating up Daveyolchae!"



"Thank you so much!"



Chung-Myung grinned at the return cheer.



"Oh, I did something great. Hehehe."



"Hurry up! I'm embarrassed!"



"Dongryong, why don't you be quiet?"



Chung-Myung, who made an impression on the voice coming from the back, looked back at the middle and smiled brightly.



"Yes, we are the wasan Mundos. And not too long ago, we beat up the bandits of Daebyeolchae in Daebyeolsan Mountain and handed them over to Guan A. Now you won't have to worry about bandits when you climb Daepyeolsan Mountain!"



"Oh!"



"Thank you! Thank you so much!"



As I've heard before, none of them has ever seen it. But now that the person directly said it, I can be confident.



"But what the hell are those bags?"



"Oh, I was actually going to say that.”



Chung-Myung grinned and pointed his chin at the mountain of the sack.



"While we were organizing Dave, how frugal these bandits have been, the storehouses are piled up with wealth!"



"…he, then?"



"Yes, that's the wealth from that Daveyolchae."



The eyes of the middle have grown bigger.



And the quick-witted began to understand roughly what they were trying to do.



"Tsk. No one would blame us for swallowing this, but wouldn't it be all the wealth that the people of North Jeolla Province stole from Daebyeolsan Mountain?”



"He, he is.”



"So!"



Bang!



Chung-Myung took a strong step forward.



"Hwasan's long man says, it is not right for us to take these goods to Hwasan! This is something that the bandits stole from their masters, so of course it is right to return it to their masters!"



When Chung-Myung turned his head, Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong, who were waiting, untied the string that tied the bag and threw the bag down.



Whoosh!



Then grain poured out of the bag that fell on the floor.



All the eyes of the middle class were on the grain from the sack. Their eyes have trembled lightly.



"So from now on!"



Chung-Myung points to mountainous crops.



"I'm going to hand out these grains to the infinite of you!"



Whoosh!



As soon as that was said, Hwasan's disciples took out a bunch of prepared gourd and small bags.



Those watching the scene alternately looked at Yeonsin grain and Chung-Myung as if they couldn't believe it.



"Is that, is that true?"



"Have you been fooled all this time?"



"Oh, no, I've never heard of this before."



"What."



Chung-Myung kicked his tongue.



"I don't know how other gatekeepers do it, but this is how Hwasan does it."



“…….”



"So don't just look at it, everyone come! And bring in everyone who's not here! I'll hand it out from now on!"



Whoosh! Whoops!



Hawasan's disciples poured grain sacks one by one on the mat, and began to transfer grain to a small sack with double foil.



"Give it to me!"



"Here you are!"



"Take it!"



Whasan's disciples held a sack of grain in the hands of those who did not know what to do not know what to do.



"Go, thank you!"



"Hey, I don't know if I deserve this!”



As those who took the bags of grain bowed their heads as if they were ecstatic, Chung-Myung shouted.



"Don't thank me! This is originally yours!"



“…….”



"So hurry up and get everyone in! Everyone in Infinite has to take one bag today!""Thank you! Thank you so much!"



"Oh, my God! What a consultation!"



It's hard to start anything.



As one or two people began to receive grain, the people watching rushed to Hawasan's disciples.



"Well, give me one, too!"



"Me too!"



"Oh, wait in line! There's plenty!"



"I'll give it to you all, so don't rush! You'll get hurt."



Hwasan's disciples distributed grain to the crowd with a full smile.



At the same time, a voice praising Hwasan began to rise as if to leave.



"I can see why people are doing the Wasan, the Wasan."



"Thank you for putting your life on the line and beating your bandits, but you've done this to me.”



"I'll be sure to announce Hwasan's collaboration! Thank you very much!"



Hwasan's disciples, who continue to flock and share grain.



Chung-Myung, who was watching the scene pleasantly from behind, turned his head slightly and giggled.



What kind of bribes are there?’



It's not a bribe to give to the powerful. Wouldn't it be a bribe if you distribute your wealth and achieve what you want?



Although the grain is piled up like mountains, this amount of grain is little compared to Hawasan's finances. That's not much compared to the wealth I sold right away.



"If you can screw a shaman with it, it's not a business left."



What kind of expression would he make when this news got into the shaman Malcolm's ear?



"Giggling."



Chung-Myung laughed fervently.



"Mom, he's weird...….”



"Shh. Come here. You can't get close."



Although Chung-Myung had a slight (?) cut, it was the moment when Hwasan's name spread to infinity with a sack of grain.