Chapter 317

Episode 317

Hwangshin and So Dongbo shuddered as if they were getting chills just by looking at them.

It is because the pain of being beaten is transmitted indirectly.

crazy bitch.

I’ve been through it a few times and watched it, but it’s still too scary.

Hwangshin vowed never to touch Jinmu’s money, and So Dong-bo swore never to do anything to Jinmu.

“her! I can’t do that!”

Yang Xiaobang could not hide her surprise.

He competed with Jinmu twice. Once on the outskirts of Danjiang District and once at the top of the Sun Sea.

At that time, I couldn’t forget the image of Jinmu, who broke the breaking heart, which was the secret of opening and his own martial arts.

Since then, I have heard countless times about Jinmu’s martial arts, which showed tremendous achievements, but this is the first time I have seen it in person.

Yang Xiaobang was surprised not because the realm of Jinmu had already transcended himself.

Jinmu’s beating toward exile.

“...and perfect.”

“...?”

In admiration of Yang Xiaobang, Hwangshin and Xiao Dongbo turned their heads and glared at him.

what? perfect? Giving and beating a disciple is something you would love so much admiration?

But they won’t know. The reason why Yangsobang is surprised.

The open baton method.

People in the world might just laugh at dogs as a martial arts, but it contains all the secrets of openness that have been developed over and over again through generations of troubles and troubles.

It is none other than an effective beating technique.

“Ah...”

Tears of joy filled Yang So-bang’s eyes.

Now Jinmu’s fist contained all the developments of the batting stick method.

There was a noble method of beating that he wanted to learn, not extortion.

The meticulousness of hitting while looking for the place where it was not hit.

A perfect beating technique that completely obliterates the opponent’s will to fight and allows them to focus exclusively on being beaten.

“Keep it off!”

Gakchul let out a shrill scream as tears flowed from his nose.

“Ha ha ha...”

Jinmu, who had almost crushed the gakchul, sighed heavily and shook his fists a couple of times.

“Save me... please... Gamyeong or whatever... I was wrong...”

Kakchul, who didn’t want to get hit any more, begged for a new job begging while grabbing onto Jinmu’s trouser hem.

“You know you’re going to get hit again, you bastard? I already closed my eyes!”

“...!”

That’s what I said, but I didn’t even have to close my eyes.

The fatal weakness of the Begging God, which he figured out from the words of Yang So-bang when he was first hit.

It won’t work if you don’t look at it or use your inner energy.

Kwajik Kwajik.

Extinguishment began to be trampled again for the crime of reminding me of the defeat of the bet.

Looking at the scene, Yang Xiaobang was convinced that his choice was correct.

Jinmoo He will further develop the open batting technique through excavation.

The baton method will no longer be talked about by people as a mere method of catching dogs, but will be re-evaluated as one of the greatest Buddhist studies in Murimsa Temple in Jungwon.

“Each child... It’s a chance. It’s a coincidence.”

Hwangsin and So Dongbo, who watched Yang So-bang perform a feat while shedding tears as if they were moved, began to feel alive.

I don’t even think about the pain of a very inferior person. It’s sapaecheon and it’s all the same. Like fucking old people.

“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

“yep!”

Jinmu, who felt relieved only after stepping on Gachchul to his soul, called Hwangshin and So Dongbo.

“Take him and treat him.”

“yes!”

Hwangsin and Sodongbo moved like lightning and only after the beating was over, they supported Gakchul, who had lost his mind, and retreated.

* * *

“Ugh....”

How long has it been since you lost your mind?

He struggled to lift his trembling eyelids upwards.

“...”

Through the light that brightened the hazy vision, I heard someone shaking me and spitting out words, but I couldn’t understand exactly.

Is it the grim reaper who came to pick me up?

Seeing that they have different voices, are they two...? I came along well

yes let’s go Although it was a beggar, it was a good life. lived hard

Kakchul, who had given up on everything, was trying to let go of his spirit, but the underworld guardians were talking about something again...

Winnie the Pooh!

The cold feeling sprayed on his face instantly awakened his faltering spirit.

“Are you awake?”

“...?”

Two faces filled with clarity in the sight of the awakened extrovert. It was Hwangsin and Sodongbo who followed Jinmu from Sapaecheon.

how are you

“Two days.”

“yes?”

“The time you were losing your mind.”

“...ah.”

As if it was only then that he could understand the excision, he barely raised his throbbing body and looked around.

By the way, Jinmu is a benefactor?

“We were also surprised at first. The inn owner’s life has changed because of the Lord.”

“...?”

With the explanation of So Dong-bo whispering in his ear, the question of excretion deepened.

“Originally, it was a small tavern on the outskirts that sold unlimited meat, but after it was broken down in a fight between unmanned men, they received a huge compensation and built a new one. In the meantime, it was rumored that it was the house where the shaman prosecutor went, and now it is said that it has turned into a high-class bar with customers from all over the central plains.”

“That much?”

“yes. Originally, reservations were delayed by a month, but because the Lord came, they sent out the guests at a higher price.”

“....”

Gakchul stared blankly at Jinmu, who was munching on alcohol and meat. He is a great

man

to be trusted, even if he is called Parakho .

There were writings such as, “This house is really delicious, anyone has been there,” and “This house has been visited by a shaman.”

“My benefactor, if you don’t mind, I’ll take a guest book...”

Just in time, the owner of the tavern, a man in fancy dress, handed out a piece of paper to Jinmu.

“Ah, that bothers me...”

When Jinmu scrawled something in annoyance, the tavern owner put on an expression as if he had gained the whole world.

What is that?

Extinguishment was just intriguing.

Originally, there were no cases in which the inn or the owner of the bar had a good relationship with the Murim people.

Should we say that it is a natural result, since they often fight even if they just make eye contact while eating, and because of that, the chair and table are never good?

But to be welcomed that way too.

What’s more, people have been gathering at the window outside the inn from earlier.

At first glance, the core of the voice heard was ‘to see the shaman’s sword’.

It’s rare. very rare

“Oh! Emperor!”

“yes!”

“I’ve been so busy that I forgot to ask. What happened to Hwayang?”

At Jinmu’s question, Hwangshin’s face contorts as he was eating.

“That’s...”

“Didn’t you find it?”

“Oh no. As a result of checking by operating Haomun’s informants, the courtesans with the name Hwayang in the central plain were all 20 and 30 in ordinary private houses. Among them, there are 12 people who are about 30 years old...”

Hwangshin’s voice gets smaller and smaller as Jinmu’s expression strangely distorts.

“What an idiot!”

“...yes?”

“I’m looking for something to check in Sapaecheon, targeting the former midfielder, and damn it!”

“That’s not what I said in detail... gagging!”

“Ohh? do you talk back Did this turn?”

“Oh no, not that.”

“No, what isn’t it? Aren’t you still lacking in training?”

“...!”

When Jinmu got up from his seat, Hwangshin hurriedly tried to escape by hiding, but was caught in vain.

And the result was obvious.

Kwajik Kwajik Tuak!

merciless beating.

“...”

Gakchul watched as Hwangsin was beaten with a contemplative face.

“That’s right?”

“It can’t be. about three times? No four times?”

“....”

So Dong-bo’s kind hint.

I didn’t know when I was being beaten, but it’s more scary to watch.

“Watch out for the beating. Substituting it for the baton method would make a huge improvement.”

“....”

In the meantime, the teacher’s hint to take a closer look at what others are doing and substitute them.

Are you crazy?

Anyway... I will never talk back.

How right was that?

The innkeeper cautiously approached Jinmu, who took a moment to catch his breath.

“That benefactor.”

“...what?”

“Wang Cheok, the owner of the clothing store, has arrived.”

“...”

At the words of the innkeeper, Jinmu said nervously when he saw Hwangshin stretched out on the floor and wriggling.

“The owner of the clothing store saved you. Stop fussing and get up.”

“Thank you for...”

The excerpt did not make sense at all.

Beaten up like that? And thank you after being hit?

The world is going so crazy

Gakchul stared at Yangsobang with fearful eyes.

“You have to learn well.”

However, the only thing that came back was a savage word that broke the barrage of extortion.

Master... can’t we just not follow him?

I’m so...so scared.