"You son of a b*tc*!
A loud roar broke out.
Myeongsan Mountain, a long gate of the small and medium-sized Munpa Wallho Gate located in Sammunhyeop, looked at the scene with a horribly distorted face.
He has been running without looking back on the news that evil enemies are flocking to Seomchon and slaughtering both people. As soon as he saw the burning village and the devastating people of the two people, his heart started to burn like a cow.
"How……."
The powerless people of both s*xes were horribly dead. Hot tears flowed from the eyes of the mountain.
"How could you do this with a human mask? You're too good to tear to death!"
Byeokhomun Gate is a small gate house located in Sammunhyeop, and has never caused harm to ordinary people. Those who believe that the reason for learning ignorance is to protect and care for those who are weaker than themselves.
It was a shock to see the people who died in their eyes horribly.
"This……."
Not as good as an animal!
When the roaring of the Wall Roe rang, those who were leisurely leaving the devastated village looked around the doors of the Wall Roe with their eyes like this.
Their blood spattered all over the garment made even the doorways of the baekho Gate momentarily flabbergasted.
"……What's that again?"
"Hahaha, you've got a great association.”
Laughing at them, their eyes glistened with madness without a smile.
The word "scary" must exist to be used at times like this.
"I don't understand what the political factions think.”
A long spear-hunged wire-window grinned and approached the doors of the wall door.
"If I had just run away as if I hadn't seen it, I could have lived my life, but what makes me come all the way here and make a fuss? Do you think they can't get a knife in their throat?"
"So it's a political faction."
"You stupid bastards.”
Others slowly began to turn back.
"Anyway…… I'm a visitor, so I'll treat you.”
Even though Gangseo 7-year-old did not set the mood, the Sapans first stepped up and began to squeeze the wall door by showing their teeth.
"Mu, Lord Moon."
"This……."
Looking at the upcoming Sapines, the Wall Roe squashed his lips to the point to blood.
"Gwanhong!"
"Yes!"
"Lead the three great disciples to the West Bank now! We must inform the West Bank of this fact!"
"Yes!"
"The remaining great disciples and two great disciples join me in stopping them!"
"……I see!"
The wallpapers had a hunch. The fact that their skills can never stop them.
Their hands are already numb and numb with the energy emitted from their bodies. How can a small gatekeeper of the Three Moon Cooperatives handle such monsters?
Nevertheless, it was never able to back down.
The reason is simple.
If everyone runs away, everyone dies. Someone should remain here and be the shield to the disciples who run away.
And more importantly than that...….
"There could be people still alive in there! Wouldn't you be ashamed of the words "Hyeop" that you've been shouting all your life if you run away from the people who need help to live?"
"Yes!"
"A warrior proves himself by how he dies! Everybody clench your teeth!"
Fear disappears from the two eyes of the Mundos at the roar of the Wall Roe.
But at the sight, the windshield was just grinning.
"How do you prove yourself to die?"
The play.
A fishy smile hung around his mouth as he scratched the floor with the tip of the spear."Then you're all sons of b*tc*es. I'm going to die here!"
He rushed to the wall door at once, apparently refusing to yield the appetizing food he had seen for a long time.
"Stop it!"
"Defeat the evil enemies!"
Starting with the line changer, other Sapans all giggled and rushed in.
The Wall Roe began to pull up its inner ball as soon as it had.
'At least for a moment!'
I don't want to win.
All he wants is to drag some time. It was to buy time for the escaped disciples to survive, and delay the arrival of these evil enemies to the next village for a moment.
I'm sure the old file room will come to help! Definitely!'
The determined Wall Roe stepped down and shook his fist at the flying spear.
The eight walls of the royal house, a monologue warrior of the royal house, were completely spread out throughout the life of the royal house. His two fists, with intense red-colored power, swung like a tiger's forefoot.
One…….
"Slow, old man."
Crack!
The window of the wire window, which stretched like an island war, penetrated the right fist of the Wall Roe too easily.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
In a row, the window of the line window, which drilled holes the size of a child's fist in his arms, elbows and shoulders, was stuck in the heart of the Wall Roeho.
"……Turn it off……."
A single second.
The line-window laughed ridiculously at the wall-roots, who had been struck so quickly that the high consultation was overshadowed.
"Well, if I had trained at the time of my snout, I would have endured a little longer."
It was the moment when he tried to relentlessly pull out the spear stuck in the chest of the Wall Roe.
"Cough……."
The Wall No-ho Lighting Mountain grabbed the window stuck in his chest with trembling hands.
"Hm?"
It wasn't a move to try to break the line.
The light mountain pushed the window further into its heart. Then he tightened his chest muscles and grabbed the spear tightly with both hands.
As if he wouldn't give it away.
As if he would slow down the swing of this spear even for a moment.
"…...you old man?"
Flowing red blood with his mouth, Myongmyosan tried to smile somehow. Even though it can't be done with a disastrously distorted face.
"Hey, people...touch …… touch…….”
Oh, my god!
At that moment, the window of the line spear, which was swung at once, cut the body of the mountain in half and escaped over his head.
Flop.
"You stupid old man. I don't know the subject to the end."
The windshield, which shook off the drops of blood from the fingertips, turned its head. Before I knew it, those who attacked the wall door were unilaterally making a landfall.
The line spear, who was looking for its share, kicked its tongue in annoyance. It is impossible to swing a spear properly against these pyramids.
"It's lukewarm."
I felt like my blood was burning.
'…There are some more people in the West Bank who can deal with.’
While Chimi was pressing down on the flesh, the ringleader insinuated that Damhae, who was watching from the back, would go to Galcheonlib.
"Isn't it funny, big?"
"What?"
"I thought all the political factions were hypocrites. Didn't those old file rooms beg for their lives?”
"That's right."
"But didn't those who couldn't even reach the tip of their toes in the old file room die keeping my mouth shut? It's funny that these people are small and medium-sized people."
"It's upside down."
"What?"
Gal Chun-lip smirks.
"That's why they're small and medium-sized. How will the waves grow when you don't turn your eyes to the good, and you don't want to do the good?"
"…I guess that's true.""A growing clique should be sensitive to profit. "The people who truly believe in consultation or what they are saying are bound to look like that."
"Isn't that great, though?"
"Great. They certainly deserve respect. At least I'm not saying it in one bite like the hypocrites you know. Just……."
Galcheon-lip's eyes screamed and turned to the dying baekhomundos.
Contrary to what he said, there was not a grain of respect in his eyes.
"They're idiots. Throwing my life at a meaningless thing. Even animals avoid being threatened...That's not as good as an animal, is it is.
"Cooke cooke. Yes, large."
Gal Chun-lip took his eyes off the scene of the killing, which was slowly ending.
For them, the wall door was not even a chore. It's like pouring a drop of water into a burning person's throat.
'If you're more worried, you'll run for your master.'’
Galcheon-lip chinned toward the west.
"It's too late. It looks like everyone's poisoned, but now it's okay to head straight to the West Bank."
"Yes, large. I'll do that."
There was a fishy smile on Galcheon-lip's lips.
Perfect.
The preparation is now complete.
* * *
"Bunta-Lord."
The beggar who came into the office bit his lips.
"What's going on?"
"The village burned down."
"…what?"
"The Sapa killed all the people in the West Kwan Village and set the village on fire."
A big pile.
The brush in Hong Dae Kwang's hand broke.
Hong Dae Kwang, who bit his lips to the point of bleeding, held his breath for a long time with bloodshot eyes.
"…Seo Kwan Village?"
"Yes."
"Is that all?"
"…We've only confirmed that we've exterminated Seo Kwan-chon and moved to Seom-chon. He said he headed to Seomchon to block it from the wall door.….”
"……Wall Roe."
Hong Dae Kwang closed his eyes with a miserable face.
It's a foolish thing to do. There's no way we can stop them like a wall door. The difference in electricity is so huge that it is fortunate that even one person can live at the moment they encounter each other.
But…….
How can I say that those who heard the screams of the people and threw their lives away are foolish?
"Remember the name."
"Yes!"
"What about support? What happened to the request?”
"I've sent it to Chenlibiung, so it's time to get a reply."
"For God's sake, it's too late!”
Hong Dae Kwang bit his lips.
'They should have moved before Jeon Seo-gu got here.’
As I thought, everyone would be running on fire towards this island by now. Please, they must reach before the damage gets worse...….
"Buntaju! Buntaju! I got a reply!"
"Where are you?"
"The text!"
"Hurry up and get it! Come here!"
Hong Dae Kwang snatched the red book brought by the beggar and opened it up at once.
Soon his eyes trembled slightly.
"This……."
"Buntaju! Shaolin also replied!"
"…Open it."
"What? But in my power...….”
"Okay, open it up and read it, you son of a b*tc*!"
Surprised by the lively shouting from Hong Dae Kwang's mouth, the beggar opened the envelope on the spot.
The beggar, who opened up the library, looked at Hong Dae Kwang with flinching eyes at the words written in it.
"…Read it."
"That……."
"Read it!"
The beggar bit his lips. Dazed eyes shook with dismay."…Support………Not possible."
"Hahaha…."
Hong Dae Kwang smirked and dropped the library in my hand on the desk.
The four letters "Jiwon Nanmang" were clearly written on the paper that escaped his hand.
"It's hard to support?"
Whoosh!
Hong Dae Kwang hits the desk at once and breaks it into pieces.
"What are you dogs talking about? At this moment, dozens and hundreds of people are dying, and it's hard to support them? This... this is how you...… you... you son of a b*tc*!
Unbearable swear words broke out from Hong Dae Kwang's mouth.
The object is the main body of openness and Shaolin, the world's richest man. It's not something that would come out of the mouth of a single punt of openness, but no one here blamed Hong Dae Wang.
"What should I do now?"
"…What do I do?"
"Get us out of the main building...….”
At the moment, Hong Dae Kwang's eyes sparkled.
Oh, my god!
He kicked the inkstone on the floor and threw it at the beggar who opened his mouth, and changed his teeth.
"You son of a b*tc* who can't even beg, but we can live without starving because the people in this neighborhood trust us and help us. But since it's dangerous, you want me to step back first? You're a beggar of the Five Fingers!"
"Ha, but...…this is the order of the main body…….”
"Ignore the old, senile, crazy shit! d*mn it!"
Hong Dae Kwang said, barely suppressing his anger, as he blushed red and blue.
"Run to the villages in their path right now and evacuate everyone."
"Well, that's possible.….”
"Do as much as you can, no matter what! Tell the West Bank people to evacuate right now!"
"…I see."
"Move!"
"Yes!"
Hong Dae Kwang bit his lips as the beggars ran out. Red blood flowed from his torn lips.
"And then…."
Hong Dae-Kwang, who clenched his fist and trembled until the blood was gone, clenched his teeth and ran outside.
His blood-lined gaze turned to the cloud-covered Hwasan.
Finally determined, he made a quick run to the trail leading to the towering Hwasan.