Chapter - 253 Episode 253. I dug my own grave. (3)

"Whoo."

Ungak, who finished cleaning up the pharmacy, stole his forehead with his sleeve.

Now that the place that had been bustling all along is quiet, it is a little pathetic.

It was great.

The biggest typhoon since he entered the pharmacy has swept by. Didn't all the medical staff, as well as the elders and Chung-Myung come together to create a self-organization?

It makes me proud to think that he has achieved a great achievement that will never disappear.

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Fortunately, I'm more than happy that the results are good.…the heat that had filled me suddenly drained away, and I felt empty.

It's like a dream.

If it wasn't for the iron pot over there, I'd have thought it was all a dream...….

"Huh?"

Ungak tilted his head slightly.

(Laughs)

Was it really a dream? I can't see the cauldron...….

"……."

Ungak's eyes grew as big as a lantern. Then a cold sweat began to pour like a waterfall.

"Ha, where's the cauldron?"

The contemplated Woon-Gak freaked out and ran out of the hall!

"He's a thief!"

* * *

"I am!"

Crying!

"You did this!"

Crying!

"How many times do I have to do it?"

Crying!

Chung-Myung shivered and hit the pot for a season.

"Oh, yeah.

Is this what a person should do?

Dig again, fill it up and dig again.

Bend the cut, spread it again and stick it on.

When a dog is trained like this, it is swollen and bites its owner. Chung-Myung is a human being. But Chung-Myung doesn't even own the water.

"Oh, yeah."

He sighed deeply and hit the pot for a season. I've put all the imported secret ingredients inside, so I just need to spread this pot and stick it together.

"Oh, my God."

This is the last time HWASAN took another step.…. No, it's a good thing to take two or three steps forward, but there's too much work to be done in the process.

First of all, this pot!

"It's d*mn hard! For real!"

Crying!

It was a long time when I cut it with a sword and cut it, but when I punched it, it was a long time ago.

"Oh, it's over."

Chung-Myung sighed and looked up, as he had barely finished the pot. In a round hole, a pot which is now a round steel plate is brought and hit.

Of course, it's just the beginning.

"I don't want to be rich or noble."

I put my hand where the iron plate touched.

Oh, my god!

It's not long before a tremendous amount of heat comes out of your hands. The end of the season, which is indescribable to being hard, melts little by little and becomes mushy. He diligently rubbed the part together.

"Oh, my back."

It was never easy for Chung-Myung to release a triangular evolution that would melt the late-life season.

It's not that difficult to make a triangular breakthrough, but it was a separate matter to keep it while all this season was added.

"I do this, you son of a b*tc*!"

Of course, he was the one who cut off the season like this, but...…It was Chung-Myung who decided to let it go.

"Stop it!"

As much as the light in the eyes lit up, the fire that bloomed from the hands grew.

"For God's sake, Hwasan! I'll make you the world's most civilized!"

Or there is no place to relieve this injustice.

"Foah!"

Chung-Myung, who finally crawled on the ground after filling up the dugout, looked around with glistening eyes.

"These are the things I'm going through, and I'm going to sleep peacefully.…."

Yes?

You're not sleeping?Chung-Myung tilted his head and shook the soil.

There is a sense of urgency everywhere in Hawsan. Everyone was sleeping when he came in here, but why all of a sudden...….

"Look everywhere from here and there!"

"The elders are already searching under the mountain, so we can look here. The thief might be hiding, so make sure you see him! Definitely!"

"……."

Chung-Myung grinned at the distant voice.

'You noticed it quickly.'

Well, the pot is gone, so it deserves to be a mess.

Where's the regular pot? It is a pot made of iron that is not exchanged for the same amount of gold.

I couldn't sell it because I had to make a self-organization next time, but I let it go...….

"No! No!"

Chung-Myung, who realized something, started the game.

So the next time you're gonna make a suicide squad, you're gonna have to do this again?

"You better kill me, boys!"

Why didn't I think of that? d*mn!

Chung-Myung, who sighed deeply, wrapped himself weakly. What can I do? That the situation has already become like this. It's not like you can do anything else just because you already know.

"…I can't do this."

Then trudgingly began to escape Hawasan. Anyway, I've done everything, so I'll have to come back up tomorrow morning.

"But I'm going through a lot of trouble, so you guys have to work together.'

I think I'm a little relieved to see him like that.

It was just when Chung-Myung, who was taking a leisurely step, was about to cross Hwasan's wall.

"What the f*ck is he?"

"Oh?"

Chung-Myung turns his head.

Did you find my sign?'

I don't know who it is, but I have to give him a compliment...….

Yes?

Chung-Myung, who saw the face of a man exposed under the moonlight, raised his eyes to surprise.

"Back Sang Sasook?"

I can't help but admire it.

If it were Baek Sang in the past, Chung-Myung wouldn't have noticed the sign even if he walked in front of his eyes.

However, Baek Sang, who didn't care about taking Jasodan, detected Chung-Myung's signs.

"Oh, praise for finding me...…."

"Here! Here! There's a thief here!"

"……."

No, he's in a terrible hurry.

Hey, dude! Huh?

If we meet in a place like this, we'll see each other, huh? Get in the mood, huh?

Ha. That's why modern ones don't work. When I was young, I was romantic! Romantic!

However, as soon as Baek Sang shouted, his disciples pulled swords from all over Hawasan began to run like dogs. Then he quickly surrounded Chung-Myung.

"Oh, he's quick to react?"

And you're in a bad mood?

I feel something unknown of pride.

'Oh, I've raised them up to here.'

Now, without Chung-Myung, most of the gatekeepers are ready to eat.

If we put them back together, wouldn't we be able to knock them down on the floor and get on and slap them?

Chung-Myung looked at Hwasan's disciples with mixed emotions and cleared his throat slightly.

Yeah, it's not bad to recharge your confidence at this point.

"Well, the spirit of Hwasan's disciples...…."

"What, that thief?"

"Shake off your baby, huh? The thief's a b*tc*, right?"

"Do you think this is a joke? My head is so swollen that I have to put a plum flower in my head to get a hold of myself, right?"

"……."

Uh...

You guys are... uh...….

Hahahaha.

Long sentence death penalty.

I understand why the death penalty told me to keep my mouth shut.It's not even the Heukdo and Parakho.

I get excited when I do it, but I get angry when others do it.

Chung-Myung pressed down on the rising anger.

"No, I...…."

"Should I cut my arm?"

"Then you're running away. Legs. Let's cut a leg."

"I've sharpened the knife, that's great. He knows where Hwasan is. If Chung-Myung was here, he wouldn't have bought it. You're lucky."

"……."

Is that a compliment to me? Or are you cursing?

Chung-Myung coughed low in the air.

"Today, I'm going to step down because the situation is not good for me. Hwasan's disciples are...…."

"No, is he kidding me?"

"Leave me alone, you'll wake up if you're beaten up like a dog."

"Hey, hey. Come here. Come over here. Don't cry and come here."

No, but these bastards?

Blood vessels sprang up on Chung-Myung's forehead.

These bastards know who I am...…. Oh, I shouldn't know. Anyway, where in front of me?

"…let me go when I'm talking nicely. If you don't want to die."

"Oh, my God, we're going to die, boys."

"Tsk tsk tsk. I think that's a mental problem."

"Don't pick on poor people and beat them up quickly."

A big pile.

Chung-Myung clenched his fist.

'Oh, it's my fault.'

I didn't teach these bastards humility.

It is a busy situation, but how can one call a good man by neglecting to teach his descendants? Even if you're busy....

Thick. Thick.

Chung-Myung snapped his neck violently.

I can blow you a shot in the head.'

Then you'll be more modest, right?

"Yeah, so you're trying to fight, right?"

"What do you mean, man. You're dead."

"Ha... ha ha. Yeah."

Someone's going to die.

Chung-Myung flipped his eyes.

That's not who I am!

It was the moment Chung-Myung was about to rush at them like a bolt from the blue.

"Get out of my way."

Everyone stopped and looked back at the voice from the back.

"It's private lodging!"

"Baek Cheon death penalty!"

"The death penalty is here!"

It was like children who found their father in a fight. Then suddenly, he gave Chung-Myung a pitiful look.

Oh, this is how it feels.'

Usually, those sad eyes go that way, not that way.

Baek Cheon's private lodging.

You've worked so hard. I'll take it easy today.

Baek Cheon slowly stepped forward with Jo-Gol, Yoon-Jong and Yoo-Esul. Then he opened his mouth with his eyes half-closed.

"How dare you make a mess of cleanliness this late at night. Whasan is a foreigner...… carelessly……."

Baek Cheon tilts his head.

"What is it?"

It's a bit out of place.

No, I'm sure it's a thief. That black night happiness and black blessing...….

"Well, well, that?"

I've seen that guy so many times.

No! That crazy bastard!

Now you're beating up Hwasan.

No, are you really crazy?

Baek Cheon, who recognized Chung-Myung at a glance, freaked out and stepped back two steps.

"Living room? No, why...…. What, what, that bastard!"

Jo-Gol freaked out and tried to say something, and Yoon-Jong quickly shut his mouth.

"It's not a person. It's not a real person."

Yoo-Esul's low voice was speaking for them.

No, why is he there?'

"Are you really crazy? I thought it was peaceful because I couldn't see you for a few days. What are you thinking about?'

"Is he a thief?'

……then you should have told me to steal it.It works cheaply. It's better to just pay for everything and beg for it to be used than to fight with that jerk.

Baek Cheon rolled his eyes. They are used to that look, but the other students didn't seem to have noticed Chung-Myung's identity yet.

Why aren't you going, you son of a b*tc*?'

With Chung-Myung's ability, getting out of here is not a job. But what's wrong with him?

God d*mn primitive man!

Let's cut it short! What am I supposed to do in this situation?

A troubled Baek Cheon quickly refined his complexion.

"The……, uh, the……the thief…. No, the thief. Oh, I can't do this."

"What? The death penalty………?"

"Oh, no...."

It's not about the eyes of other students who are embarrassed.

Baek Cheon gave Chung-Myung a desperate wink.

Go!

"Huh?"

Go, you son of a b*tc*! Hurry up and go!

"What?"

I can't communicate with my eyes.

I'm screwed.

When Baek Cheon groaned in despair as if it had fallen into a hell of a fire, Yoon-Jong quickly approached and stuck by.

What do I do?'

What can I do? What's wrong with him?'

'It's been a day or two for him to do something crazy. Let's create a situation for now.'

Yoon-Jong quickly finished the calculation.

The best solution now is to give Chung-Myung an excuse to get out of here.

"I'll deal with it!"

Yoon-Jong pulled out a sword hard.

"You just have to swing a knife big enough so that you can run away while pretending to be fighting."'

He's not tactless, so he'll run away on his own.

Yoon-jong, who made up his mind, rushed in without delay.

"Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….No! You beast!"

Even though he rushed at him like that, he gave Chung-Myung a hard look.

Now, Chung-Myung. If I swing a knife, if I take it back and fly away...….'

Unfortunately, however, his eyes did not reach Chung-Myung.

Suddenly, something comes close to my face. Then, it gradually grew, turning the world black.

Realizing that it was Chung-Myung's fist that flew right in front of him, Yoon-Jong smiled delightedly at that moment.

Son of a b*tc*.

Oh, my god!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

It bounces twice as fast as Yoon-Jong did. Flying far away, he soon got stuck on the floor and trembled.

The mask, therefore, shouted Chung-Myung.

"Where are you cutting? I'm about to die!"

"……."

After watching the whole scene, Baek Cheon glanced up at the sky.

Sigh...

The sky is so clear.

It's making me cry.

"Hahaha. Then I'll leave you alone. Furthermore, Hwasan's disciples. Hahahahaha!"

"……."

The masked man blew his body away, bursting into a ore.

"Jjo, go after him!"

"HOLD!"

Hwasan's disciples, who have yet to grasp the situation, are scrambling to follow suit.

Baek Cheon smiled as if he had emptied it all out.

I wish I could die.'

Or I'd rather die.

Rotten.