Book 6 Chapter - 17

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The Failure of the Dark Horned Non-Britain.

Fail! Fail again!

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"Crunch!"

In the hands of an old man.

The teacup crumbled flat.

Brain death's face trembled with rage.I even thought I might be senile now.

Even though he's over a hundred years old, he's still a few more years away from senility.

He was proud of himself.

"What did you just say?"

"It's a total failure. There is no loss of target."

The news of the failure of the Dark Horn Bee Young University this time is so ridiculous.

It was so disastrous that brain cancer was not able to be angry as expected.

No matter how hard the operation is, we'll put in all that manpower and power.

It's a big fault from the start that nothing has been achieved.

It was a story that was. Brain death wasn't stupid enough not to know it.

Brain death even occurred to me that he had made a huge mistake.

"Survivors?"

"Not yet confirmed."

replied a mean man. Most of them were probably killed or captured alive.

I didn't even need to check it out. There was a long silence between the two.

Brain death felt as if the limbs had been cut off.

"What are you going to do now that the Dark Dragon and the Dark Souls have failed?

Do you have any other hidden tricks?"

Brain death asked. I felt like I was getting a fever in my head. his chest

My life was wriggling inside.

On the contrary, despite the disastrous failure of the Dark Horned Young Army, the despicable East.

Yoha was maintaining a calm, unflinching state of mind. Not only that, he's...

I was smiling inwardly.

He laughs inwardly at the restless brain mass.

It's done.

"Of course, if they're capable enough to stop it, I'll worry about it in the first place."

I didn't even do it! If we let it go, it'll be our victory at 12 percent.

I thought I'd say, "Hey!" But you're so cheap.

I'm sure you'll see a brain tumor going berserk like a mad cow.

Because I did. Because I don't know what he's doing when he's crazy.

Sahan just swallowed this thought to his heart.

It was not the time yet.

The thought of being half-dead was uttered by a cheap person.

"They're just bait. The bait to hide the real knife. It's just a smoke screen.

It is!"

"Angry!"

For a moment, the eyebrows of brain death wriggled. Baiting children who were like their own hands.

There was no way I was happy to handle it.

"You sound like you have another good idea!"

Brain death was asked back. And he should soon regret asking this question.

I did.

"I'm going to use a blood flow chart!"

"Sorry!"

Brain death jumped out of his seat, opened his eyes and vomited alarm.

"Don't tell me, you'really! Are you going to use him in custody at Cheonmareu?"

"Is there any reason why it can't be done?"

On the contrary, it was cheap to ask back. He had no qualms about it.

It was clear from the beginning that this was planned.

"Are you crazy?"

"It's very normal."

Brain death shook its head vigorously.

"I disagree, he's too dangerous! That's the kind of madman you use.

Are you out of your mind? How are you going to pick up the pieces?"

I could never allow it.

"The order of words has changed. That's why I'm using him. excuse later

It'll be comfortable when you do it. A man who is out of our control escapes from the brain cage.

I did what I wanted to do!"

The more I heard it, the chills my spine. but

Besides being a madman, there's another reason why brain death is absolutely against it.

I know nothing about being a madman compared to this problem.

It was."Don't tell me he's his own blood."

"No way! I can't forget the famous story! that

I'm sure he's one of his two grandchildren.

I remember! You don't have to worry about my memory.

Everything."

It was confirmed that the fatality remembered for sure.

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Blood flow Galhyo Stick

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Once a high school graduate,

A man who gathered expectations from the managing director.

But one day he suddenly changed.

A single killer has become uncontrollable.

What's called the future star of Heukdo?

Could you have turned him around? No one knows why.

A killer ear that wipes out everything in front of him. His sword is...

It was incredibly sharp and no one had the wherewithal to stop it.

Four of the teenage elders in the sky were able to subdue him.

The teenage elders couldn't bring themselves to kill him.

The old government put things in their hands. Once under them,

He was taught, called the best description, loved, and promising people.

He was a man of talent. How could he ventured to do so?

Moreover, he was the grandson of Musinma Gal Jung-hyuk. There can be arbitrary treatment.

There was no such sin that he was imprisoned by a thousand men. And

Nine years have passed since that day.

One by one, they were forgotten in people's heads.

There were still many who remembered him and his terrible hand.

If Galhyo bong breaks out of Cheonmareu and engages in division, it's an excuse.

It was a cheap idea that it would be easy. Nine years anyway, Cheonmareu.

He was locked up in a cage. It's not like there's been a couple of attempts to escape.

Even if reason is not determined, the desire for freedom remains unchanged.

He constantly tried to escape. It's like getting out of a cage, teeth.

It was like a beast biting a cage with a rod and scratching the wall. How many times already

I may have changed the solitary door for the second time. I can't even count the number of broken chains.

There were no. Solitary rooms have already been changed a dozen times.

Even if Galhyo-bong is given blood and gold, he's already been given gold.

Untie and try to escape. Especially once the blood starts to boil and go berserk.

The chains that bound him were often cut off like rotten rope.

All, his idleness was unpredictable.

However, it was not possible to destroy the power failure and cut off the muscle. that is.

It was totally unacceptable. But every time there's an escape, it's a little...

The number of chains has increased and the thickness has only become thicker.

So there was nothing strange about praying for another escape. Of course

This time, the escape is successful, although it is different from before.

Punishing only a few prison administrators can cover both eyes for now.

There will be.

Galhyo Peak was a kind of offering. No matter how good Gal Hyo-bong is.

It's impossible to kill all of your targets with your own body.

It was a job and I didn't expect it.

What needed cheapness was his status rather than his ability.

If he dies at the hands of a white man for any reason, stay still in Black Heaven.

It couldn't have been. He's a former blackbencher, no matter what anyone says.The grandson of Gal Joong-hyuk, the current black lord, was also the eldest son of Gal Joong-cheon.

It was thrown.

He's killing two birds with one stone, eating pheasants, ditching and catching crayfish.

I was doing it.

The blood flow of Musinma Paecheon and Gal Joong Hyuk is the death of Gal Hyo Bong! at his death

The disciples of the Chunmu Academy involved!

His death was a breakthrough into a love affair.

Plus, this is a success, and Musinma Gal Jung-hyuk's blood is here.

It cuts off, the heir disappears. That's what the cheap guy was after.

It was a mole.

And brain cancer was also a part that I never understood.

"And you're gonna use him? You face the authority of the Black Heavenly Blind.

Are you going to take on a challenge yourself? How are you going to handle his anger?"

The brain tumor that watched Gal Jung-hyuk's identity a hundred years ago...

I was well aware of his fear.

"More than half of the reasons we're using him for this project are his origins.

Yo, that's why he's worth more. as a sacrifice

The value."

Brain death saw a wicked smile on the face of a fatally fat man.

It was a feeling of excitement.

"It's easier to make excuses now that you're close to a brain cell."

Planning for something that could be accompanied by a huge bloodbath, a prank.

A mean smile like a child playing with persimmons, even more gruesome.

It was palpable brain death.

"Did I see this wrong?'

Cerebral cancer may have been looking down on him too much.

The thought suddenly crossed my mind.

"I already have permission from the Grand Duke. This is the real operation.

It's

Cheater Han's attitude was tough.

Now, as if he had given up stopping him, the brain Jong-myung asked.

"I haven't touched him in almost five years. I can control it.

Me?"

If you had the means to bring Galhyo Stick back to its senses, it would have been used before.

If you still don't do it, there's no way.

It was the same story as me.

"There's nothing we can do to distract ourselves, but we're trying to subdue the spirit.

We can make it move to."

It was an extremely dangerous way, and the risk to the parties involved was too great.

"Is there such a brilliant sub-maritalist."

Brain death asked.

"Let's send the world away!"

A cheap reply was nonchalant. The sight of brain death upon hearing his answer.

It was filled with evil. It's a burden on the heart for a man over a hundred years old.

I've been in shock many times.

"Do you mean Myeongwang Island, the first sword of heaven and earth?""

It was natural to be surprised that the brain tumor became so thoughtful. double life

One of the strongest forces in the world, and the two of them are armed with 300 ordinary men.

It was so much better than combined. Is that all?

If they move, the first marriage and the Ming Dynasty under his command.

It was the same as moving together.

I'm afraid I'll get into a public rage because of his cruel hand.

There was, and now the cheap guy says he's gonna use them.

It's doing.

"Wouldn't that be too secretive?"

In the eyes of brain death, the way he acts right now is intentionally only to make things big.

It looked like it was holding it.

You're mistaken.

He tried to deny the question rising in his mind.

"That's all right. You'd better finish your job with a bang."

Cheershan said with a determined look on his face.

"What a bone marrow! Alas, what a sad tragedy!"

Spookyly grotesque around his mouth, speaking with an exaggerated gesture.This smile caught my eye. Brain death somehow gave me a creepy.

Back in his office, Chishan rang the bell and called his subordinate Chen Li-hori.

Called.

As soon as Cheolli Hori called him, he ran quickly and refused in front of him.

"These days, the world and the earth and earth?

"Yes! I've been spending time in Surajeon these days."

"Well, I'll meet you in person! He's got a high nose and he's not.

They're human figures, so I'll deal with them myself! And right now, I'm gonna kill you.

I want you to issue a general summons!"

"Sigh, all the double-reeds?"

It was natural for a Cheonri Hori to be surprised. If you call it double-edged sword, you can't call it double-edged sword.

It was a combination of the Chohon and Myeongwang dae groups.

They were raised by a twin-year-old man called Horror, even on Heukdo Island.

The Dark Horn Spirit is great, but when it comes to all-out war, it's a double-edged sword.

It's far short of something.

Are you trying to fight a war?'

It was not unreasonable to ask this question.

"Since when did you ask me back?"

The tone of the cheap guy became cold.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Puck!"

Chen Li-hori quickly hit his head on the floor and apologized curtly.

A cask in his arms that looked at him with contempt for a moment.

He took out a letter from the doctor and threw it in front of the Cheonlihori.

The public bureau quickly accepted the letter with two hands before it fell to the floor.

"Send the epistolary to the Portrait of Chenmareu.

Tell them to provide all convenience to those who will visit. Silver as much as possible

Wheat, deliver it to him!"

"Yes!"

"Take care of it by express mail!"

"Bring it on!"

The Bureau of the Commonwealth of Chenliho-ri was forced to pay tribute and then leave the room. that

A drop of blood flowed from his forehead.

"Hhhhhhh, this is the real beginning! He's the one who's got everything.

as someone wishes!"

There was a cold glow in the eyes of a fat man.

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Cheonmareu ())

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Cheonmareu!

The pitch darkness!

Shaded and damp,

Cold air rising to the mossy stone wall,

And crucially, it's dark.

The smell of death penetrated into every space.

Located deep in Seomseo Castle, Suyangsan Mountain, it is a secretive place.

Fatal Su-ok! Cheonmareu!

This was a deep, dark place where death always existed.

Deep in Suyangsan Mountain, Cheonmareu is also known as the Black Heavenly Fengshui and the Macheongak.

Notorious within the Maeng and within the Cabinet, where only high-class prisoners who commit crimes are locked up.

It was a place famous for its height.

Where only the guilty enter, once they enter, they rarely return to life.

An impossible place of evil, a place where fear and madness, where death coexist with darkness,

The spooky and shadyness of it gives me goosebumps.

Cold, damp, dark vision. a long dark barrel

A picture paper created by a gleaming light on the road looks even more extraordinary.

All

I hear the clanging chains, the creaking iron doors, every now and then.

It was a scream of unknown origin, everything out of the ordinary.

All

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of the iron door twisting against the strong shock rang in the water. All around

Because of this closed basement, the echoing sound is ringing.

It was quite bizarre.

"Here we go again!"

One of the guards of this Cheonmareu, Jo Yeon-il, covers his ears and frowns.

His otherwise violent impression grew even worse.

From his hair, it seems like this has happened more than once.

It was.

"I'm spooky every time I hear that!"

Supporting actor Il spoke in an irritating tone.

"Who says no, I'm like a demon crying from a married woman in hell.I can hear you. I'm going to have a nervous breakdown!"

It was the same for Cho Yeon-sam, who was deeply dissatisfied.

"I know who the hell is trapped in there, and I know what surveillance is.

You'll never know!"

"Shh!"

Jo Yeon-il hurriedly covered his friend's mouth and put his finger on his mouth.

Setchi Tongue is the source of all anger, so watch your language.

"Be careful what you say, no one knows who's trapped in that special cage.

Don't you even know you shouldn't? Don't let me know! It's good to know.

While there's work, sometimes there's the same story as a herbal medicine kit.

It's all."

At the advice of his friend Cho Yeon-il, the supporting actor immediately covered his mouth.

Because his biggest goal was to live long. But he is the target.

never made it to the end of story.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Still, the sound was not stopping. Break down the iron door any minute.

It was a frightening sound of coming.

It was a wild-eyed glow that felt creepy at any time I saw it.

Deciding the life and death of dozens of people with one gesture that always lives near death.

Even a thousand years old cringes momentarily.

The eyes of a living soul! The redness of driving everything.

The cold will was all over the body.

A man is, in a word, a concentration of flesh and madness.

It was.

Blood flow rate Galhyo Stick! Seven years ago, 88 people were killed.

The great killer who slaughtered for no reason.

And, 12 years ago, the best description of the sky!

One defeat was his most promising black belt in a hundred years.

It transformed life into a blood-stained murder ear.

The tragedy began with the Volcano Protocol branch nine years ago.

The reason why all the black islanders lost this volcano was because of blood flow and brownness.

I said that Bong is here. No one would dispute this opinion.

I didn't.

It wasn't because he lost then. Because he didn't participate.

The main point of the reason was that the province lost to Baekdo.

He's been praised as the best entry in 100 years, ahead of the Volcano Protocol.