Chapter - 709 Episode 709. I have to check. (4)

"Come quickly!"

"…Yes."

A man who was told off ran to the wall, sweating profusely.

The man's appearance was so strange that his clothes were huge that he was obviously a beggar, but his body was bulky. The body-shaped beggar, who seemed to roll on the side, clung closely to the wall, wiping his sweat away with a dirty towel.

"Gasp! Gasp! I'm...… I don't have any taste in running…….”

"Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

The beggars glared irritatedly at his complaints. But only that, no one could blame the fat beggar any more.

"How... How did it go, huh?”

"See for yourself!"

The fat beggar sighed as the beggars shouted bluntly.

"Hong Dae Kwang, if you hadn't beaten him, you wouldn't have suffered."….”

"You're the same guy anyway, so why are you so low-key!"

"Don't even say it, you bastards...…. He is a man of central importance, even if he is a man of the same disposition and same determination. I refused your request.How do you deal with the consequences if you're an ark later on?"

The man's eyes drooped.

"I'll be half as thin as I am.”

"Don't talk nonsense and come up quickly. You have to see this."

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Deok, a heavy beggar, sighed deeply and jumped lightly with a light movement that did not fit his large body.

Sitting on the wall, he peeked inside and flinched.

"…What's going on? All those swordsmen are swordsmen."

"It's not that bad. Take a good look. Few people have died. He's overpowering without using water.”

Wang Deok's face, which was trembling, hardened. The expression of exaggerated sighs as if it had been washed away, and the jaws overlapped with the flesh began to tremble slightly.

"I……."

Trying to say something, he kept his mouth shut for a moment and swallowed a dry mouth.

Chung-Myung, who is wielding a sword beyond those who are fighting with small eyes like a buttonhole, has been fixed to those who are fighting against him.

"…The hell, the whole crowd is here. I was just wondering if the iron-mimics had invited a guest from the bay."

Although several beggars have been sprayed to check the facts, no matter how open they were, they could not check the inside of the steel imitation room.

No matter how open it was, there was no way to figure out if the person who arrived without any sound hid inside. Their eyes don't even depend on the sky.

"Are you sure you're all over the place?"

"The person who saves is the false form of the crowd. His tension breaks mountains and cuts rivers."

"Il Jang Hong, you mean Heo?"

"Yeah."

Listening to Wang Deok, the beggar stared at the master of the room, who was using tension.

'Il Jang Hong...'

I heard that once you write a chapter, the world turns red. He is known as one of the masters recognized by the world.

In general, those who hold the position of the chief are stronger than those who do not have a position. But all the people are Safa. Countless people are just gathered under the name of the defeated.

Therefore, even though the majority are more known externally, it does not mean that they are weaker than the majority because they do not have a position and do not belong accurately. That Il Jang-hong was one of them.

'That kind of man...'.’

At that time, a person stumbled out of the fallen wreckage. The moment I saw him messed up with dust, Wang Deok's indisputable groan leaked out of his mouth."…Gioryeongdo Island."

"Ma, the last? The author?"

"…if my eyes are not wrong. What do you mean, a bluff on the last floor? What the hell is this crazy guy thinking?”

It was common only in the past.

The universal people did everything they could to expand their power. Not only did he set up his own power and started a war, but he also did not hesitate to send his masters for money and use them as men of war.

However, since the international community became known as Shin Juopae and gained their own face, they have rarely turned their masters to the outside world.….

"Oh, no, wait a minute."

Heukhwan-gae, a partial batter of the male-chang-bunta, was surprised and asked.

"Are those two the maknae and the sham?"

"What else do you ask when you hear it?"

"So the guy who just got kicked by that little guy is a terrible ghost?"

"…what? You're stuck?"

Wang Deok's gaze flew into one's back. My eyes trembled.

Just by looking at the distorted face of Heo Hyung and the expression of Chimi, who couldn't help but be angry, it was not difficult to determine who was holding the victory.

Wang Deok, who understood the situation again, groaned.

"……are those ridiculous rumors about the Hwasan Divine rather reduced than they really?"

Wang Deok, who was smiling in vain as if he was puzzled, suddenly turned his head.

"Re-check the baby beggars! If something goes wrong and he gets out of here, something terrible will happen."

"…What do you mean terrible?"

"For God's sake, your skills are worse than your rumors, and your personality is less than your rumors?"

“…….”

Recalling rumors about the Hwasan Divine Dragon spreading within the opening, Heukhwan-gae quickly nodded with a white face.

"I'll be back after checking."

Wang Deok didn't reply and only kept an eye on Chung-Myung.

"……and I'll be really half-hearted…"….”

A sad voice leaked out of his mouth.

"This…… this…… This earbag...….”

The giant also felt his jaw with trembling hands.

I think the kick on the chin was crushed. Every time I tried to spit out a horse, a broken tooth fell out of my mouth.

"Cough!"

Blood was also flowing from the tongue with the tip cut off. Blood was in the eyes of Georyeongdo, who spat out a mixture of blood, blood and flesh.

"You…… you son of a b*tc*…"….”

The body was of course not normal. The shock that blocked Il Jang-hong and Heo Hyung's tension was great, but they were even beaten to the point where their jaws were crushed. Of course, my legs trembled and my whole body felt like burning.

But the pain felt in the body was nothing. The anger of being kicked and ridiculed by a young man from a political faction who would not have lived half his life was enormous enough to simply suppress all this pain.

One.

"What?"

Chung-Myung remained calm, even though he was a master of most things, he was full of life and anger even after peeing.

"Tell me the truth. I don't understand what you're saying.

"Argh!"

The bristly membrane rushed with its bulging eyes. No, I tried to jump in. At that moment, Heo Hyung shouted.

"Calm down, Makwi! If you rush in...….”

However, when he raised his voice, he paused and closed his mouth without realizing it.

What if I storm in?

What was to be said after that?

God d*mn it.

I'm dying. Yeah, I'm dying.

The man in front of them now is never worse than them. No, he is an absolute stickler who can't guarantee that he can win even if he joins forces perfectly.I rushed in.It was the last pride of Heo Hyung that he didn't say anything about liver death. And fortunately, Makwi understood the meaning as if he had heard it.

"This……."

Let's go!

The upside-down grip scratched the floor roughly.

"Be calm. The opponent is strong. I can't win with excitement."

Heo Hyung licked his cracked lips dry.

"I didn't know this was what you meant by losing.’

Given the age, I thought it would naturally mean that I had an eye on the future. However, Chung-Myung, who has faced each other in person, was a person who did not need to discuss the future.

What's the point of discussing such a man's future when he has the ability to stab his sword in his throat right away? It would not be easy to live here right away.

There's no way the rubbish stuff filling the back can help them. They seem overwhelmed to deal with those who were dragged by the Hwasan Divine.

No... Even if you can afford it, what good would those people do?

In the end, he and his last two men must deal with that monster.

Heo Hyung licked his lips once again and whispered softly.

"He is still a young man, even if he has skills. I'm sure you don't have enough experience.…. First of all, calm down…….”

It was just that moment.

Chung-Myung's body, which was watching them relaxed with its center of gravity pulled back, stretched like a taffy. This means that he moved at such a ridiculous speed that even the eyes of Heo Hyung, who had trained his eyesight, seemed so.

"Gasp!"

The frightened Heo Hyung quickly tried to move back. But Chung-Myung was much faster than his eyes, expected. Feeling Chung-Myung, who is just around the corner, Heo Hyung suddenly sprays tension to the front.

Whoo!

However, the urgent tension could not have been properly refined. Although the speed of release may have been fast, the end was dull.

There's no way he doesn't know that either.

"Ta-da!"

Lack of refinement can be overcome by numbers. Tension was released one after another whenever his arms were stirred like crazy.

Rather than an attack to defeat the opponent, it was more like an attempt to escape and block the opponent immediately.

It was the very moment when Heo Hyung, who filled all the places where his eyes touched with tension, hurriedly flew back and tried to escape from the opponent.

Deep!

A creepy sound rang in my ear.

In fact, I couldn't hear anything. The tension is exploding and resonating.

But Heo Hyung definitely heard clearly. Whether it's auditory hallucinations or not.

The top of the wall he made with tension was penetrated. As soon as I checked the tip of the sword, the eyes of Heo Hyung were wide open.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

It was not long before the sound of cutting silk with a sharp knife rang. At the same time, the blade of the sword, which protruded, fell down, and the wall of tension split at once.

It literally happened in the blink of an eye.

In a space torn by a sword and forced into, Chung-Myung entered like an arrow shot with an expressionless face.

'Oh, inside...'

While his head was white, Heo Hyung's hand moved to give off reflexive tension. One moment he saw.

Push!

Something poked out from the back of the hand that stretched out to release tension.

'...Sword?'

At the same time, some of the energy gathered in the palm of his hand was scattered, and some of it was reversed. He dug deeper and deeper, scratching the black bone through his hand.With the gruesome sound of friction.

Push!

“…….”

With his mouth slightly open, Heo Hyung slowly lowered his eyes.

The place where his eyes touched was a white, black blade embedded in my left chest, precisely that left chest. The sword penetrated through the palm of the hand penetrated the chest.

Ddo-ok.

Blood from the chest flowed through the examination body and fell to the floor.

"You……."

Heo Hyung looked at Chung-Myung with distrustful eyes.

Despite penetrating the enemy's heart, Chung-Myung slowly opened his mouth with a cold face that was not shaken at all.

"Next time.”

The corners of my mouth went up sharply.

"Take your life when you care about others."

“…….”

"That's how you survive the battlefield, boy."

The world, which had vivid colors, became blurred and black.

Heo Hyung's body sank weakly to the floor.

I don't have enough experience.…was on my side…….’

It was the last thought of Heo Hyung before he lost his breath.