Chapter 421

Chapter 421

Cheonungbang is located in Nanju, Gansu Province.

Cheonwoong’s Ark Wonwonho couldn’t hide his embarrassment due to the sudden visitors.

“.......”

Those sitting in the inner room of the palace prepared as a meeting hall glared at each other.

why... ... .

Won-ho Won, who was in tears, was busy watching without saying anything.

The first to come was the head of Hao Mun, Myung Se-chan, a student of the apostle, and the silver guard under his command.

Even if he, one of the powers of Sapaecheon, appeared directly in the sphere of influence of the frontier, it would be enough to upset the entire Cheonwoongbang... ... .

Following Myung Se-chan, two figures secretly appeared in Cheonwoong’s room.

The impressive man with a sharp sword, a sharp blade, and a fierce prayer like a blade was the Yeomwangdaeju Magang, who is called the sword of the Jeok-yeomje Buk-ri-do-cheon.

And the tall, skinny man standing next to him with a mask covering his face was Mae-hwan, the owner of Sakwol-cheon, a demonic cult called the three major intelligence organizations in the central plains.

why?

No matter how much Jinmu conquered the Demonic Cult, why did they, whose name alone would cause a stir, cross the border?

Of course, in Cheonung’s room?

“Heh, I don’t mind being in the same place as a bastard from Sapa.”

“Our Maehwan has grown so much that he has crossed the line. Saying all sorts of shit to me.”

At Mae-hwan’s words, Myung Se-chan raised the corners of his mouth and laughed coldly.

“Crazy bastard, I was originally taller. Like anywhere else.”

“Oh, yes? Shall I cut off those stinky ankles to shorten them? Making eunuchs is easier.”

“If you are confident, where would you like to try it?”

When Mae-hwan grinned as he touched the sword bottle on his side, Myung Se-chan grinned and grabbed his favorite soldier, Han-cheol, with a smile.

No wonder.

They are the heads of intelligence organizations representing Safa and Demonic Cult respectively.

Contrary to the opening, which is a political faction on the subject of beggars and is outwardly polite, Haomen and Sakwolcheon have been in conflict for a long time, and naturally, several people have died between them.

No matter how much they now served the same master, there was no way that their deep-rooted resentment would be easily resolved.

No, it wouldn’t be strange if a life-and-death struggle broke out right away.

so why?

why! Are you sure it’s Cheonungbang?

there’s a lot to fight

Heaven and earth are flat and mountainous, so why do you come here and stare at each other?

Won Won-ho wanted to wail while beating the ground.

“Stop it. A futile fight only becomes someone who invites us.”

Mae-hwan and Myung-se-chan, who were growling at each other, intervened, unable to see Won-ho Won, who was in trouble.

“what? He’s scared alone, so the two of you are going to attack? Well, I was curious about you, Magang. You should have had a chance to see his excellent sword skills while living with Bukri Docheon.”

Myung Se-chan’s eyes flashed sharply, and Ma Gang’s face hardened.

“Bukri... ... Docheon?”

As he twitched his eyes, a cold chill began to flow in the room.

“I knew you were a madman who couldn’t find a place to lie down, but you dared to mention the name of the former headteacher.”

“Damn it. I’m just calling because I’m the former teacher. Why, pick it up?”

“Gabuja, try to talk!”

“What a fucking bastard! Who is Gabuja!”

The word Myung Se-chan hates the most.

When the anchovy that only Jinmu could sing came out, Myung Se-chan swears and curses.

Puck, puck!

Tables and walls crumbled as the two bloodstained bodies collided with each other.

Won-ho Won, who barely endured by raising all his strength in the fight of the spirit of those called absolutes, eventually collapsed on the spot.

Damn, so why the hell are you guys in one place?

Why is it Cheonungbang?

And, why doesn’t the main character who created this situation appear?

Won Won-ho resents Jinmu for inviting them to Cheonwoong’s room.

No, didn’t you tell me to attack Ohyeon Lee, the gateway to the Demonic Cult last time?

Even then, it was a shame that things worked out well, but I almost had an all-out war with the Demonic Cult.

What sins did he commit in his previous life, and is he always like this?

I have to pick a good day and give it my heart. ... .

jump!

At that time, full of tension, someone opened the door of the meeting hall without hesitation.

“what? Has everyone arrived already?”

“.......”

“.......”

At that bright voice, the murderous spirit that had filled the meeting hall disappeared as if it had been washed away.

In that damn situation, the benefactor who appeared out of nowhere and saved Won-ho was none other than Jinmu.

“Ah, are you here?”

“I can go to the ends of the earth!”

“Hell!”

Now, the two of them stand up and lean on the table, face each other, staring at each other as if they are going to eat each other.

Fools, maybe the two of you will kiss.

“Haha, these guys. How old are you and are you still fighting like a kid? stop it.”

Is it because of the low voice?

The two of them, who were already overheated, still growled as if they hadn’t heard Jinmu’s words.

“Anyway, the reason I called you guys was that I wanted you two to do something together.”

“Together? Haha, my lord. Just leave it to us. What do the vassals of the Demonic Cult know how to do? It’s a relief if you don’t sprinkle ash on the finished rice.”

“It is the same. Please leave everything to Yeomwangdae and Sakwolcheon. How can Hao-mun, who only uses bae-su or courtesans as his subordinates, compare with us? Although there are a lot of numbers, there is a huge difference in quality.”

“what? What a fucking bastard!”

“joy! You!”

fighting again

“stop. It’s something the two of you must do together. that the matter is not small. If you are unlucky, you will have to fight openly and politically, as well as alumni and alumni.”

“Then we must do it!”

“no. We do.”

“.......”

Jinmu let out a deep sigh as they raised their voices step by step so as not to lose each other.

what kind of villain are you?

Are you going to take turns telling me what the five yin and yang rules are, and what the palace merchant 角徵羽 is?

Ma Kang and Myung Se Chan, who were busy staring at each other, didn’t notice at all. Jinmu’s eyebrows slowly rise in reverse.

Others had already backed away a long way toward the wall to avoid being caught.

Jinmu calmly reached out his hand toward the two who were still glaring at each other.

Yes, I shouldn’t have taken you and explained it in words.

I thought about my pride, so I tried not to touch it in the presence of children... ... .

From now on, I’ll tell you my personal troubles.

chin.

“......?”

Whiik, Quaang!

“Keuuugh!”

Jinmu grabbed the two of them by the neck and slammed them on the table.

“If you want to stop once, you have to stop. Why don’t you listen?”

But it just wasn’t enough to end it.

“I told you to stop, you bastards!”

Shih! Kwajik, Kwajik, Kwajik.

“Did these twin bastards get older and have narrower ear canals?”

Kwajik, Bakak!

“Shall I call the emperor and widen it with an awl?”

Kuak, purok, jeok.

“What kind of situation is this now, is it a fight for pride? uh?”

Kwajik, Kwajik, Kwaaaang!

The inner room began to turn into a mess in an instant.

In this case, there were usually two types of people.

People who get angry when they get angry and people who get angry the more they get angry.

It was unfortunate for Ma Kang and Myung Se Chan, but Jinmu was the latter.

And people don’t change easily. Where will the temperament hair that has been kicked to the top line go?

Jinmu was still Jinmu.

“I’d rather die. Get lost, you bastards!”

Kwajik, Kwajik, Kwajik.

“Ah!”

The sounds of hitting, being hit, and breaking resonated as false sounds, and Jinmu’s screams and Ma Kang and Myung Se-chan’s screams became rhythms and filled the inner room.

Unlike Myung Se-chan, who had already been trampled on many times, Ma Kang, who had an unfamiliar experience, seemed to lose his soul.

“School, Principal... ... Up, up, up.”

Maehwan, who was lucky enough to survive, carefully tried to block Jinmu, but was blocked by Cheongsang.

“......?”

Cheongsang shook his head with a serious expression toward himself.

Come to think of it, everyone in the inner room turned their heads away, ignoring the sight of the two being trampled on.

As if you don’t even care.

ah! Could it be that?

Do you think I’ll get caught up in meddling and get hit together?

Maehwan was instinctively learning how to survive next to Jinmu.

Either way, the meeting that would shake the entire midfield in the future began like that.

with a mess.