Chapter - 799 Episode 799. He's handsome and bad-tempered. (4)



"Where's the man in the war?"



Jo-Gol looked forward with a slightly sulky face.



It's been a long time since Hwasan had a party, but other writers who have been in discussion among themselves have no idea of moving.



"The death penalty, they don't seem to be fighting within today. I'd love to see a policeman, aren't you just looking around and pulling out?"



"Walk."



"Yes, death penalty!"



"Close your mouth."



“…….”



When the sullen Jo-Gol lowered his head, Yoon-Jong sighed. These days, Jo-Gol seems to have more side than Chung-Myung. How can you think of saying that while looking at those big cronies?



But this time, Baek Cheon seemed to have a similar idea to Jo-Gol.



"……It's not moving at all."



Mumbled he, frowning. I don't think I'm even preparing anything, but time is running out.



Then Yoon-jong, who took a quick look, said.



"Isn't it more difficult to target that valley than you think?"



"Well, that's a possibility."



When Baek Cheon nodded, Chung-Myung, who was still listening, smirked.



"It's not like that.….”



"Huh?"



"We're in the middle of a bloody fight.”



"…fighting?"



Baek Cheon looked forward with curious eyes. The heads of the four clans still looked across the river and laid their backs leisurely.



"You're not fighting with a knife, but you're fighting a resourceful fight?"



"I'd say yes."



"Do you have a copy of the Black Dragon Salad to deal with them?"



"No, it's not the numbers, it's the ones next to me.”



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung laughed at the heads of your clique, twisting their lips.



"They're fighting amongst themselves, so they don't care about numbers."



"…I don't think so.”



"Normally, high-ranking men act gentle on the outside, and they feel sick on the inside.”



Chung-Myung's eyes looked pathetic. It was because I remembered the past.



It used to be like that. Son of a b*tc*.



When Mahyo first came out and pushed into the midfield. No, when Mahyo began to turn Sae-eou into a sea of fire in the middle field into a sea of fire.



Even then, if the Middle East had united as one and fought back against Mahkyo, the future might have changed a lot.



However, the midfield failed to unite in the end.



On the surface, it seemed to be united under the goal of preventing masochism, but on the inside, it was bent on reducing and benefiting from the damage of torture.



"Ha ha. They're the same over time. Haha……. Ha...….Ha……."



The laughter gradually dissipated from Chung-Myung's face.



"Come to think of it, I'm pissed off, you bastards!"



Flames rose from the snow.



They fought day and night over what kind of clique they were putting into a simple operation. You bastards!



The more I remembered, the more my teeth were chapped.



You should have just broken their heads without looking back! What kind of wealth do I have to live with?



Cheon Mun, I wish the death penalty would have beaten him up.



"……what are you up to?"



"Ugh."



Chung-Myung sighed deeply.



"We'll have a conclusion soon.”



"Huh? What?"



"At the end of the day, we'll be fighting over who's going to take the lead."



"…Is that so important?”



"It's important."



Chung-Myung flicking his head loudly.



"A vanguard is a place where you can make the greatest contribution, but at the same time take the greatest risk. I mean, it's an oddly uncomfortable place for me to step up, and it's a waste to give it to others, and it's a subtle, complicated, and ambiguous place.""What are you saying? Crazy guy."



"…What do you know about private life?”



“…….”



Chung-Myung, who clapped his tongue while looking at Baek Cheon who was dumbfounded, chinned forward.



"Don't worry. As I said, this is a matter of fixed conclusions. No matter how much you argue, there is only one place to stand in the vanguard.”



"Sorim?"



"No, Namgoongse."



"Huh?"



All those who listened to the unexpected words opened their eyes wide. On behalf of all those minds, Jo-Gol spoke.



"Uh…. No, of course, I'm not a gatekeeper where Namgung Sega goes and sags.….”



"Why is Namgoongsega at the forefront when there's a shaman with Shaolin?"



"Yes."



It was a question that was sufficient to hold. Chung-Myung explained with a small smile.



"If there were only one of the sounds or shamans, the Namgung Sega would not have been able to take the lead. But I can stand if I have both. If Cheongseong is there, there is no place to stand in the vanguard except Namgoongse."



"What the hell are you talking about?"



Jo-Gol didn't seem to understand at all.



But Baek Cheon frowned as if he understood what Chung-Myung meant.



"…Would you rather hand over the ball to the Five Tides than see one of the same old factions take the lead?"



"Oh, he's a little brainy, though.”



Baek Cheon burst out laughing as if he was dumbfounded. However, Yoon-Jong returned in a way that he didn't understand at all.



"But Shaolin, shaman, and Cheongseong belong to the same old file room, right? Of course, I'm close to Oh, but I can't compare them to the same old school, so why do you come to that conclusion?"



Chung-Myung looks at Yoon-Jong as if he is impressed.



"My death penalty is good, too. How naive!"



"…just swear, Chung-Myung."



"The death penalty doesn't seem to know, but you can't see people doing well. And even if a complete stranger buys the land, if his cousin buys it, his stomach hurts."



"Isn't that too much of a world for you?"



"See you then."



Chung-Myung chins forward again.



"Am I wrong?"



“…….”



Yoon-Jong looked suspiciously in the direction Chung-Myung pointed.



Just in time, those who were equipped with gin began to move.



"Where is it?"



With everyone paying attention, all of the people in the queue, dressed in sky blue, rushed to the river in unison.



"Namgoongsehada!"



Baek Cheon looked at Chung-Myung with slightly fed-up eyes.



How the hell is this guy doing this?’



"Why? Is it amazing?"



“…….”



"There's nothing to be surprised about. Just understand what they are, and anyone can guess.”



Chung-Myung twisted his lips laughingly and drank again.



"By the way...I think that Namgoong Gasu has a lot of sense of resonance. Seeing that you're biting me for that position. Well…… since the party has left during the Great War, we must somehow let them know that the Great War is still alive. Giggling."



Baek Cheon sighed quietly as he listened to what he was saying.



'Anyway, this guy is really unpredictable.’



Everybody in Hwasan now knows that Chung-Myung is a much smarter guy than he thought. But no matter what, I didn't expect even the heads of that old file room and the Great Sega to move within his predictions.



The battlefield was moving while they were talking.



Mundos of Namgung Sega, who ran to the river, jumped on ships anchored along the river. The process of recovering the anchor that had been unloaded after completing the boarding literally passed in a blink of an eye.'Skilled.'



Baek Cheon was inwardly impressed.



That speed may somehow be followed, but that coordination was unthinkable for Hwasan. It was a scene of how they had lived under strict control and how hard they had practiced.



"That's Namgoongse...…!’



The reputation of the head of the Great Sega seemed to prove that not everyone wins. The ships loaded with Namgoong Sega moved quickly toward the watercrafts that occupied the other side of the river.



Jo-Gol exclaimed in a slightly embarrassed voice.



"Go head-on?"



"They're still numbers!"



Other Hwasan's disciples also watched the boat of Namgung Sega, which was rushing fiercely with astonished eyes.



There were more ships seized at the enemy than expected. However, it was only a handful compared to the water lines that filled the other side of the river.



"Wouldn't it be okay? The quality of the troops is different."



"Oh, no, but if you attack underwater, there's nothing you can do to stop it."



Whether they thought the same thing as Baek Cheon, the enemies began to jump into the river as they saw the approaching ship. It was clear that he was going to approach down and punch a hole in the bottom of the ship.



However, Namgoongse was also not only in easy circumstances.



At the very front of the ship moving from the lead, a person rose above the lion-shaped statue.



Growl.



Namggung Wang, a king's sword, pulled out a sword and stared forward with an angry face.



"How dare you little bandits!"



He raised the sword high above his head.



Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!



The energy gushed out like a storm around the sword. Soon a milky scintillation of his sword sprang into a lump and wound around the sword.



"Ta-da!"



The sword was dashed from top to bottom.



At the same time, a house-sized sword river, which was hard to believe, was fired like a shell.



Whoosh! Whoosh!



As soon as the river touched the river, which was not enough to be described in terms of processing, the flowing river burst in all directions. In an instant, the river was pushed from side to side, splitting more than a chapter.



"Well, what's that!"



"Crazy!"



Hawasan's disciples were appalled and exclaimed.



"Sword-cutting the river? Really?



It was truly a spectacular sight.



The milky sword and river moved forward without losing its power even after splitting the river. And in an instant, he got stuck in a ship that was camped in front of him.



The boat made of boards was too weak and insignificant to deal with the cleavage of the sword for emphasis.



Whoo! Whoosh!



The ship couldn't be cut off, exploded, and debris exploded everywhere like firecrackers.



"Ahhhhhhhhhh!



"Ahhhhhhhh!



Those who were swept away by the aftermath and screamed and flew away were in a good situation. Those who were directly hit by the optometrist did not even know how to die and were shattered to death.



Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!



Perhaps it was not enough to completely destroy one ship, but it died down only after destroying two ships one after the other.



Sword.



A single sword shattered as many as three ships, and slowly sank one into the water.



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"



"What the hell is this!"



Screaming was not only heard on the ship.



The embarrassment of those who jumped into the water was no match for them.



The destructive force in Namgung Wang's sword river completely swept through the water. Those swept away by the sudden vortex were swept away, and the placenta of them had to face a bizarre situation that had never been imagined, in which their bodies escaped on the sides, not on the top of the water.It was the deep riverbed that I thought would never see them with clear eyes in their entire lives.



Boom! Boom! Boom!



It was not long before a huge amount of water poured down onto the riverbeds. The cracked river found its place and crushed the water under water pressure.



Namgang Wang roared like an angry criminal who created a situation where Janggang's enemies drowned and couldn't understand the common sense.



"Hit! Tell those petty men the name of the palace!"



"Chung!"



As soon as Namgung Hwang's words fell, the Mundos of Namgung Sega ran out of the ship without hesitation and jumped into the swirling Janggang River.



All those who watched the scene had to shudder.



"…That's Namgoongse."



"The Sword of the King……. Namgung Wang."



It was a moment when Hwasan's disciples caught the true power of misleading the world.