Chapter - 22 Episode 22. Are you from Jongnam? (2)

"……How left……Mida."

"Won't you pronounce it correctly?"

"…im……because it didn't explode."

"Hmm."

Nocturnal. Chung-Myung crossed his legs and fell into thought.

"I know."

"Yes."

"You lent me more than 100,000 dollars to Hawasan?"

"……yes."

"What?"

"Yes."

"10,000?"

"……."

"Sipmaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?"

Yujong San wanted to cry.

What do you want me to do, man?

If you have any complaints, you have to solve them through conversation. Why bother people like this when it's crazy to hit people like a dog out of course.

"Hey."

"Yes!"

"I don't think I'd be able to sell it to you right now, let alone a hundred thousand, but you lent me a hundred thousand to Hawasan?"

"Oh, it's...."

Yujong San, who clearly figured out what Chung-Myung was using as a problem, replied with a big smile.

"That's what rings are all about. If you lend money with a high interest rate, the interest will continue to increase unless you pay back the principal. Hehe. As it rises and rises, the interest becomes so huge that the principal is nothing. If you swallow it then...…."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Oops!"

Yujong San grabbed his head and rolled on the floor.

"Showing off, man."

"Yes."

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

Well, is there no point in blaming him?'

Perhaps Hawasan's debt was not built up in his day.

I'm sure he is.'

It's meaningless to borrow a lot of money now. The time when real money was needed was when Hawasan collapsed. Because I need money to get a basket to plug in the sand.

"By the way."

"Yes."

"Did you say you were the shopkeeper of the Chordship Point?"

"That's right."

"When did you buy the Chordship Point?"

"Huh? What do you mean? That store has been owned by my family for generations."

"...was the owner?"

"Yes, as far as I know, my great-grandfather built a harmony store."

Chung-Myung grinned.

'No way.'

The same is true: Chordship Artillery was one of the businesses of Hawasan.

Hmm?

Was all the best businesses in Chords owned by Hwasan?

Of course.

It's no wonder. In the first place, harmony was just a village with a few fields until Hawasan settled down.

With the arrival of Hwasan and the increase of visitors, the village was created, and it developed into a large prefecture as Hwasan released money to create various businesses.

The business of touching some money in chords is basically Hwasan's.

So, what, the harmony store was going to start with your great-grandfather?

Considering his age, his great-grandfather would have been around Chung-Myung's age or younger. I remember going to the Harmony Point to get rid of the children's uniforms, but the owner froze to death.

'It smells bad.'

Let me see.

"I need a few answers."

"…… Feel free to ask."

"Then who runs Hwaseondaru?"

"It's a cruise."

"Of course it belonged to your family a few generations ago, didn't it?"

"That's what I know."

"Of course the top five and the chords do, right?"

"Yes, they're all very good at harmony."

Chung-Myung grinned. I know roughly even if you don't ask me any more.

So the guys who ran the business while Hawasan's boss was cut off and ruined all of it?

"Oh, my."

I tried to hold it in, but I kept smiling.

There are two reasons why Hawasan does not run businesses directly and entrust them to agents.

The first is that Hawasan, no matter how much he is a secular sect, is ultimately a province. It is impossible to look good for others to run a base and sell silk at a common store.And the other thing is.

- Chung-Myung아. What Hwasan wants is not to monopolize wealth, but to live well together. Aren't the people in harmony neighbors, if not belonging to Hawasan? If we live well together and we are full together, what could be better?

Good things freeze to death.

'This is a person. Long death penalty.'

There is only one reason why scriptures and good people emphasize that people should be able to return their kindness.

Because man is a being who does not repay his kindness.

No, I'm glad you didn't pay me back. A person can put a knife on his benefactor's back at any time if he or she benefits.

At best, I gave him grace so that he could make ends meet, but instead of repaying it, he took advantage of the crisis and carried the business.

Then I'll know my sins and live with a silver spoon. Put a hook in Hasan based on the business?

"Era!"

Boom!

Chung-Myung kicks Yujong San with all his might, and Yujong San's huge body rolls like a ball.

"Oh, my God!"

Chung-Myung sighed as he looked at it.

What's the point of hitting him?'

Maybe Yujong San doesn't even know what's wrong with what he's doing. Because he thinks the harmony target is really his family's business.

How am I supposed to do this?'

Chung-Myung couldn't help but be troubled.

I want to hit these guys right away, kick them out of harmony, and gulp down businesses again, but this is not so simple.

Hawasan is a prestigious political party.

Now that the name of prestigious has faded, however, the image of Hwasan, who Chung-Myung wants to revive, does not deviate much from the prestigious political faction.

What if it's a safa? Those who are called the prestigious political faction threaten other businesses with power without justifiable reasons?

On that day, Hawasan's name falls to the ground.

"It's twisted, but it's dirty."

I know exactly how things went, but the solution is difficult. We must find a way to regain business without threatening it with power and without losing its cause.

It's easy to say!

"Turn it off."

Chung-Myung, who scratched the back of his head, glanced around Yujong San.

"Hey, so...…."

It was then.

"Stop!"

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung turned his head to the voice from behind.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

One of Yujong San's escorts, which had just been blown away, came to his senses and aimed at him.

I thought I hit it pretty hard, but I've already regained consciousness, it seems stronger than Chung-Myung thought.

"You son of a b*tc*!"

The escort gritted his teeth.

"Cowardly attack!"

Surprise?

Did I?

Chung-Myung looked at the escort with an absurd face.

"Hey, you came at me first."

"You coward!"

"Oh, yeah, well, let's just go with it."

I don't want to pick a fight with him. Let's just say yes.

"Who is it?"

"Huh?"

"I don't think he's a minor in obscurity, but identify yourself."

The absurdity has grown a little more.

You think I'd wear a mask if I knew who I was?

"What are you going to do with yourself?"

"I need to know who died on my sword."

"……you just fainted after being hit by me."

Then you'll have to pretend you're dead even though you're unconscious. Why do you stand up and earn a beating? Did all the kids get stupid during my reincarnation?

"If I hadn't let my guard down, I wouldn't be beaten by such a thing as you. I've been escorted for a while, and now I'm humiliated. Do you know who I am?""……."

"This adult god is the Trench Island Jeongbin. Even if you don't have any knowledge, you've heard the name of this body, right?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not as knowledgeable as you think."

"……."

Trench also opened Jung Bin's eyes wide.

His name is widespread in the island's western provinces, although he is now on a short guard duty to make money. And you've never heard of this name?

"You cheeky bastard."

Jeongbin grabs Do and aims at Chung-Myung.

"I'll give you a chance to say that name before you die."

"Ha...…."

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

Why are there so many crazy people in the world?

"Hey, but I don't think that's what the escort would say. I'm closer to the person you're supposed to escort?"

"Now I'm good at escorts."

Oh, yes. I'm sorry.

You were a hot person.

"Be prepared!"

Trench also rushed toward Chung-Myung wielding a do. Chung-Myung clicked his tongue at the sight.

His history is clearly stronger than Chung-Myung. And neither strength nor speed is Chung-Myung comparable. By general standards, Jung Bin is so strong that even comparing himself to Chung-Myung is rude.

Is Chung-Myung weaker than Jeongbin?

You welcome!

Strength, strength, speed.

Such is not a measure of strength. It may be a measure for ordinary people, but it does not apply to Chung-Myung.

Doesn't he have the experience of swinging a sword all his life and the memory of plum blossom inspection?

"Oops."

Chung-Myung's sword swings slowly. Compared to Jeong Bin's strong performance, it seems that it is hard to catch even a fly.

Snap!

However, the powerless sword clings to Jeongbin's strong flying province.

"Huh?"

At that moment, Jung Bin opened his eyes wide.

As soon as Chung-Myung's slow sword sticks to the drawing of the province, a huge weightlifting is suddenly delivered through his arm.

"Argh!"

Jeong Bin's spirit soared into the sky as his grip burst out.

"Learn more."

Chung-Myung's sword embroidered the sky brilliantly. It's not a vivid plum blossom, but a blurry flower blooms in Ho Gong.

Flop.

Jeongbin's body collapsed to the floor like a rotten tree.

"Tsk."

Chung-Myung kicked his tongue and retrieved the sword.

If I don't have power, I can use the power of the enemy.

A kid who can't handle his own strength is no match for Chung-Myung even if 100 people flock.

"Know the subject……."

It was that moment.

"I knew it!"

"Huh?"

Turning his head, Yujong San was looking at him in great surprise.

"Oops!"

Chung-Myung realized his mistake at the moment.

Anyway, Yujong San is a human who lives on harmony. Chung-Myung may be able to guess where he came from just by his clumsy flower petals. Of course, if you had an idea, you'd have guessed it to some extent already, but it's not like giving clear evidence.

"As expected, you're from the famous gate. I expected it, but."

Chung-Myung's face in the mask is distorted.

Do you want me to rub it?'

Or make sure you never open your mouth...….

"That neat, fancy sword! High level of airlessness and above all, a gentle feeling of goodness."

What, do you feel good?

You can't do that.

As soon as Chung-Myung hesitated to find a way to deal with it, Yujong San shouted with confidence.

"There's only one place in the neighborhood to raise a man who's still young and capable of that! Right away!""Oh, no...."

"Large Southmen!"

"……."

Chung-Myung looked at Yujong San with blank eyes.

Jong-nam? Why Jong-nam here?….

What?

"Are you from Jongnam?"

"……Huh?"

It was thought short, it was quick talk fast.

"Yes, it is!"

"Of course!"

Yujong San lies down on the ground.

"Please open the door. I'll answer anything."

"……thank you."

Thank you very much.

My my.

Hahaha.