Chapter 262

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Chapter 262: The Greatest Worry (4)

“What, what did you say?”

“30 million...?”

With Yeongwoo’s shocking statement, not only were the members of the Five Masters of Anshan and the residents stunned, but even Standing Committee member Baek Gangryang was left speechless.

“What, you little punk?”

The money he was supposed to collect was 40 million, yet someone right next to him was calling for 30 million—wasn’t this breaking the code of conduct?

“You, you... who exactly are you?”

Baek Gangryang was so flustered that he started to stutter, realizing for the first time that this young, green boy was a rival to President Im Dupyeong.

And it wasn’t just the Five Masters of Anshan’s side that was flabbergasted.

“Hey, didn’t you just say...”

Jeong Taeryong, the eldest of the Five Masters of Anshan, trailed off.

He had clearly heard it earlier.

That he was supposed to get 20 million—that’s what the Strongest Sword had told him.

“The Standing Committee member will explain everything! Why I should receive 20 million!”

‘But why is it 30 million now?’

As the focus faded from Jeong Taeryong’s eyes, the Strongest Sword raised his sword towards the sky and shouted.

“Will you just stand by and watch Im Dupyeong try to become a dictator again? Protests or coups can’t change the regime anymore. The more money you pay, Im Dupyeong’s invincibility will become stronger! He’s already probably bulletproof!”

“...!”

Yeongwoo’s terrifying warning struck the hearts of many people forcefully.

In fact, China’s situation wasn’t much different before the reset either.

Im Dupyeong, who had completed a solid dictatorship long ago, was already virtually bulletproof before the reset.

No one dared to aim a gun at him.

But at least today, in this moment, there was an opportunity.

Someone had appeared who dared to point a sword at Im Dupyeong.

“Im Dupyeong...! He’s not invincible yet! He can still be killed now!”

As Yeongwoo wildly swung his sword in the air, inciting the people, Baek Gangryang, realizing something was very wrong, growled with a menacing expression.

“Are you all out of your minds? Remember, the price of treason is a brutal death!”

“Ah...!”

Some people flinched at this, but Yeongwoo immediately seized the atmosphere again by shouting a new slogan.

“Only 30 million to overthrow the dictatorship!”

As Yeongwoo glared at Baek Gangryang with this cry, Baek Gangryang smirked.

“Aren’t you also just after the people’s taxes, yet you talk about overthrowing dictatorship...?”

Baek Gangryang, a veteran who had been through countless battles in Chinese politics, saw the young man before him as nothing more than a particularly noisy insect.

The only problem was.

“Haha, you know the term ‘taxes’. At least you understand what it means?”

Jeong Yeongwoo was an enormous and powerful insect.

Swish!

Finally, Yeongwoo turned confidently towards the citizens of Anshan.

“Everyone, isn’t the lesser evil better than the worst? I’ll show you right now! The value of 30 million for one day...!”

With these words, Yeongwoo once again pulled out ‘Dark Slash’ from his weapon collection, causing Baek Gangryang’s eyes to widen.

“You brat!”

Baek Gangryang’s heart began to race.

He thought it was finally time to tear apart this eyesore of a kid.

Now that the weapon had reappeared, he had to kill this madman quickly and everything would be solved.

But he didn’t know.

That this madman would suddenly throw the Dark Slash into the air.

“I’m returning the weapon as promised!”

“What?”

Before Baek Gangryang could even shout out in surprise, the Dark Slash soared into the air with a heavy sound.

Swish!

As a result, Baek Gangryang had no choice but to look up reflexively. He had to roll his eyes to follow the movement of the Dark Slash.

And in that moment, Yeongwoo.

Tap!

Ran towards his opponent at lightning speed, changing his martial arts technique.

He removed ‘Call of God’ and replaced it with ‘Rohm’s Bottom’.

Immediately, a purple hologram appeared in front of him, and at the same time, the mark of ‘Strongest Sword Technique’ was displayed.

Two martial arts skills equipped in two separate slots were operating simultaneously.

‘What, this works?’

Currently, Yeongwoo’s highest-level sword technique, the Strongest Sword Technique, and the combat technique from another world, Rohm’s Bottom.

Yeongwoo was in a state with no openings.

Maybe that was why.

Thwack!

Seeing his own elbow smashed pitifully, Yeongwoo’s eyes widened.

The shattered joint caused the broken ends of the upper and lower arm bones to protrude through the skin and cross each other, resembling...

"...「Dogo」?"

The marks of the Dogo wedge.

“What did you say?”

While Baek Gangryang’s pupils dilated at the sudden, transcendent word lodged in his brain, venomous blood flowed from Yeongwoo’s forearm.

Sizzle!

At the same moment, icons indicating bleeding and bodily damage appeared in Yeongwoo’s view.

Finally, Yeongwoo’s combat power approached its maximum output.

He then proclaimed the start of the advertisement.

“This battle is brought to you by the pan-galactic weapon brand, Dogo!”

“...?”

“I am Jeong Yeongwoo07, elected representative of the Korean Peninsula and master of the Bastard!”

At the same time, Baek Gangryang let out a thunderous scream.

“Aaaargh!”

His fingers, which were gripping the Strongest Sword’s elbow, began to melt.

Because it wasn’t supernatural damage, the venom effect manifested fully.

“That hurts, doesn’t it?”

“You...!”

Reacting to Yeongwoo’s words, Baek Gangryang instinctively glanced at the weapon that had flown away, the Dark Slash.

There, he saw the large crescent blade embedded in the ground in the distance.

However, his relief was short-lived.

Riiip!

A moment later, a tremendous pain surged through his abdomen.

The problem was that the Strongest Sword had used his shattered left elbow... no, the bone shards to stab Baek Gangryang’s stomach.

“Aaaagh!”

As his intestines spilled out, Baek Gangryang screamed in agony, and the onlooking Anshan Five Masters and over a thousand citizens also screamed and recoiled.

The problem-solving method of the supposed demon from the Korean Peninsula was quite different from what they had imagined.

Could it be that he intended to kill Im Dupyeong similarly?

Judging by what he was doing now, it seemed entirely possible.

Thud!

Next, Jeong Yeongwoo delivered a right uppercut to Baek Gangryang’s chin and then stabbed his now sharper left elbow bone into Baek Gangryang’s throat.

Thrust!

“Baek Gangryang, I sentence you to death!”

Even in this chaos, Yeongwoo didn’t forget that his battle was a 30 million-a-day contract job.

“...Grrrk.”

The 4th Standing Committee member, with his throat pierced by the venom-coated bone shards, rolled his eyes and collapsed backward.

Thud!

And then, soon.

Ssshhh!

Just like the previously deceased Zhang Jinshan, a purple miasma shot toward Beijing.

It was still unclear whether this meant their power was being reclaimed or merely signaling their death.

What mattered was.

‘That’s the second one.’

Two of Im Dupyeong’s lieutenants, the Standing Committee members, were now gone.

So, Im Dupyeong must have started to feel it by now.

The strength of the sudden competitor disrupting his supply lines was quite formidable.

‘So, what now? Are you going to make a move yourself?’

Yeongwoo glanced in the direction of Beijing and then tried to check the time, but he couldn’t.

His left wrist was lying over there where he wore his watch.

“...Darn.”

As Yeongwoo made a face, showing his predicament, and started walking toward his severed wrist, someone quickly approached.

Tap, tap!

When Yeongwoo turned his head towards the source of the sound, he was surprised to see Jeong Taeryong of the Anshan Five Brotherhood handing him a watch.

“Please use my watch.”

“Ah, thank you, but I can use mine.”

After saying this, Yeongwoo tried to retrieve his own wrist.

However, Jeong Taeryong insisted, offering his watch again.

“You don’t need to bow before us, Great Hero!”

“Oh.”

He had finally called him a Great Hero.

Yeongwoo blinked, wondering if he had heard it wrong, then sighed softly and gestured for Jeong Taeryong to step aside.

“No, I still need to bend down to pick up my wrist.”

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