"Let me see…….”
Chung-Myung's eyes turned to Sapaeryun across the street.
"I don't like them either."
This time, he looked down on the cliff in disapproval.
"I don't like these bastards either."
He soon chocked his tongue with a sour face.
"There are so many people in the world I like. I'm worried, I'm worried!"
Then, Yoon-Jong stood right behind him and whispered.
"You're just saying that, aren't you? You're actually trying to help the old school down there, aren't you?"
Chung-Myung looked back at Yoon-Jong with a pathetic face.
"No, you're sick or something. Do you want me to help them look pretty? If I could, I'd pour oil on it and even set it on fire."
"Why? You're still a political faction?”
"That's not it, man!"
Yoon-Jong winked desperately downward.
"There it is, there!"
Since Chung-Myung couldn't understand it, Yoo-Esul, who couldn't hear it, frowned and helped Yoon-Jong.
"Hye Yeon monk. Down below!"
"Right! There's a monk, Hye Yeon! No, it's a gupago, and monk Hye Yeon needs to be saved!"
"That's right, death penalty!"
Only then did Chung-Myung's eyes seem to be in shock.
"…...and now that I think about it, he's over there.”
Hye Yeon stood in the middle of Shaolin and looked up. People couldn't turn a blind eye to the shape of a cow's big eyes twinkling with sadness. Chung-Myung said, staring at the sheep.
"When a monk dies, he builds a tower of David and puts on makeup, right?”
"…Why all of a sudden?"
Chung-Myung scratched the back of his head and smiled.
"That's how it ends. Wouldn't it be unfair to think that I'm putting on makeup in advance?”
"What are you talking about, you lunatic!"
"You're supposed to talk like a horse!"
"Are you human? You did?
In the end, Oh Gum rushed in and grabbed Chung-Myung by the collar and shook him. After everyone turned their eyes, Jang Nilso seemed to be out of sight.
Chung-Myung protested as if he were innocent.
"No! Isn't Buddhism supposed to start with abandoning obsession? My biggest obsession is saving my life! In a way, this could be my help.”
"Jaw club, you d*mn Jaw club!"
"You have to be scolded!"
Yoon-Jong slapped Chung-Myung's mouth with his palm, and Yoo-Esul tapped Chung-Myung's head with a sword.
"Hey! Don't bother me! Let go! Then we can do it like this! Hey! Wrong!"
Chung-Myung pushed Yoo-Esul and Yoon-Jong away and shouted loudly. Hye Yeon looked at him with big eyes, unaware of the English.
"You come up!"
"You just come up. Do you think they're gonna have a seizure just because you're up there?"
"When you come up, it's done neatly. Come on up!”
Hye Yeon smiled brightly.
I knew you were crazy, but...….
'You're crazier than I thought. It's beyond imagination.
Now Chung-Myung is proving with his whole body that a madman is everywhere and time.
"…How am I supposed to go up there with my brothers, Si-
"Huh? Aren't you coming?"
"I can't go…….”
"Wow, we're loyal to each other. Then you can go to the ground with me."
Clear dew formed around Hye Yeon's eyes.
'I couldn't believe I wanted to see a guy like that for a while.’I've been through that's still...….
Meanwhile, Byo Kyonja lost what to say and stared blankly at Chung-Myung.
"…How can it be so frivolous?"
"He's a madman.”
There was also indelible displeasure on Namgung Wang's face.
Apparently Chung-Myung's behavior went too far. However, there were only two people who looked at Chung-Myung with different eyes.
One of them, Heo Do-jin's eyes, subsided.
'That's not something you can do just because you want to.’
Since humans are animals after all, they are bound to feel a sense of crisis instinctively. Even the world's naked thunder cannot run as usual when a knife is pushed into my throat.
But now Chung-Myung is running wilder than usual.
"It means that neither Sorim nor Shamans, nor even all men and women, can make him nervous.’
He knows, the Hwasan Divine is not an idiot who doesn't know the situation. Rather, it is too quick to calculate and accurately captures the flow of the current.
It's stupidity to let a person be idle, but isn't it self-confidence to know the situation?
Are you sure you can put this situation under my feet?’
Heo Do-jin bit his lips.
He's had enough praise for Chung-Myung. Few people appreciate Chung-Myung more than any other person in the world. But at this moment, Heo Do-jin couldn't get rid of the doubt that his assessment of Chung-Myung was completely wrong.
And besides Heo Do-jin, another person who looks at Chung-Myung with different eyes.
Jang Nilso slowly opened his mouth.
"You're not going to continue this boring skit, are you, Hwasan Theologian?"
Chung-Myung casts a sharp look at Jang Nilso.
"You told me to shut my mouth.”
"I'd love to, but I'm sure you know. If I don't open my mouth, the confrontation will last forever.”
Chung-Myung scratched his head without saying a word. It came out of Jang Nilso's mouth but he knew that wasn't wrong.
"Yeah, well, talk to me. Watch what you say instead. If you talk nonsense, I'll crash into you without looking back."
Everyone who heard it opened their mouths wide.
You told me to shut my mouth earlier, but don't talk nonsense this time. Even Bop Jeong, the head of Shaolin, wouldn't dare treat Jang Nilso like that.
What's more difficult to understand is that Jang Nilso doesn't look too bad when he's told off by a blue kid.
The mangeum godfather, who was watching silently, twisted his lips and laughed.
"What a big shot."
"That's not enough."
Jang Nilso nodded and gazed at Chung-Myung. The mangeum godfather thought that his expression seemed somehow pleasant.
Are you saying there's a connection between crazy people?’
It's a truly bizarre thing.
The reputation of the Mangeum godfather is rather higher than that of Jang Nilso, considering the rank of the king. And I don't dare to compare it to that Hawasan Divine.
Such a mangeum godfather could not dare to intervene in the conversation between the two.
There was something between these two that had nothing to do with the reputation or status discussed in the stronghold. Something else they can't just call madness, they don't
Jang Nilso's red lips drew lines."How is it, Hwasan The Dragon. The gift I prepared?”
"…What are you talking about?"
"Now we have nothing to hide, don't we? Of course you want to tear me to death, don't you?"
"You know it well."
"But at the same time, you're a man who can work with enemies for what you want."
Jang Nilso's smiling face looked bizarre at first glance.
"Weave the gateways and the gateways to form a bond, and those who seem never to be able to gather gather gather under one roof. This cannot be done unless you are entrusted with desire."
"You seem to be mistaken, but that's not the case with Chun Woo-men."
"No, no, Hwasan The Dragon."
Jang Nilso shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that you don't intend to be satisfied with this much. What you want is for the thunderstorm to grow bigger! More! More! Enough to devour everything! More!"
Chung-Myung's eyes sink.
"Do you know me? You're talking like you know everything.
"Of course I do. Because we look alike."
Chung-Myung's face is distorted.
"Don't you know it's not all about the mouth that pops out? I would've told you I wouldn't leave you alone if you were talking nonsense.”
"No, no. One looks exactly alike.”
Jang Nilso scoured Chung-Myung with meaningful eyes.
"Not knowing satisfaction."
It was not Chung-Myung who flinched at the words, but the disciples of Hwasan who stood by them.
I can't deny that.’
If Jang Nilso is the incarnation of desire, Chung-Myung is the incarnation of greed. Didn't Hwasan grow so fast thanks to Chung-Myung's greed?
The other clique is Chung-Myung, who is not satisfied with the unthinkable growth in a short period of time, and is doing another thing even after coming to Janggang.
"So, look. Hwasan The Dragon. Is there a better chance than this?”
"As long as there are old file rooms in Cheonwoo-Meng and Sapaeryeon-do and Oh Dae-sega, we have no choice but to face limitations. But... if we can destroy them, we can share the vast land of Gangbuk with Cheon U-men and Sapaeryon!"
Everyone saw Chung-Myung as just Chung-Myung.
But only Jang Nilso sees Chung-Myung's "location" correctly. His current opponent is Hwasan Sinryong Chung-Myung, a disciple of Hwasan, but also Chung-Myung, a practical determiner of Chun Woo-men.
"Do, justice, consultation…"….I'm sure you know how worthless such words are. I'm sure they understand how disgusting it is to discuss such a thing!"
Chung-Myung just stared at him across the street without answering. Jang Nilso smiled, calming down his exasperated voice.
"Help me, Hwasan The Dragon."
"An ant cub can't survive. I'm not sending a single one out of here alive. Then no one in the world will know what happened here. Sapaeryon will take all the blame for not killing them. You just have to stand there and watch."
Jang Nilso laid out his arms lightly. His red tarpaulin swung in the wind, and his ornaments jingled like a charm.
"Then you can get your hands on half of the world."
"It's not like they're the ones who knock it down. The collapse here is the reign of the old file room and the Great Sega of the past 100 years! This is where the world turns! You and I will turn the world around together!"Every word of Jang Nilso was filled with conviction.
Baek Cheon was thrown back unknowingly.
Pressure that couldn't reach this far seemed to be pushing him away.
His nearly pure black madness covered this cliff.
Heo Do-jin's eyes shook.
"What the hell is he...…what are you talking about?’
You're holding hands with Chun Woo-men, and you're going to hit the old file room?
'What nonsense is that?….’
That can never happen. No, it shouldn't happen. How can a Sapa and a faction join forces to attack a faction?
But contrary to the fierce backlash from common sense that Heo Do-jin had, his reason was constantly whispering that this was not an impossible story.
His shaky eyes chased Chung-Myung.
The core of the Old and Great Sega is gathered here. If they were to annihilate here, the old file room would only have a shell.
Can the Gupilebang without Shaolin and Shudang, and the Great Sega, who lost Namgung Segawa Sacheondang, survive their merger?
No. Even if you can make it through.
Even if the old file room wins a long war, there will be no seats for Shaolin, Shudang, Namgung and Cheongseong.
Whatever the outcome may be, these four clans may eventually disappear from the history of power, depending on Chung-Myung's decision.
'That's never gonna happen!’
No matter how much Hwasan has a grudge against them...….
At the moment Heo Do-jin breathed in.
"Even if you have a grudge?"
What are you trying to say?
Even if there is a grudge, do we have to abide by reason? Even though the old file room is the first place to break the rules?
At that moment, Heo Do-jin realized how he was pushing harsh standards against Hawasan, wrapping himself up in the name of a political faction.
The harsh standards that you thought you knew but you didn't know.
So I had no choice but to think about it.
If he were on the same page, would he fight to protect those who watched the Munpa burn? To protect your own will?
It's enough to just take a step back and watch.
An eye for an eye. Tooth for a tooth.
It's just that Hwasan gives back what the old file room did in the past. But that's the wrong choice. Can you blame him?
Heo Do-jin opened his mouth, distorting his face.
But before that, Chung-Myung, who stood silent and listened to Jang Nilso, opened his mouth.