Chapter 427

Episode 427

An inn on the outskirts of Suncheon.

The elderly Mipyeong, who had been dozing off in the reception desk because there were no customers, jumped up with a happy face at the sound of the door opening at night.

“Welcome... come...”

A handsome young man with the appearance of a parakeet Somehow he looks ruthless, but a beautiful middle-aged woman and two young guru?

“What is so narrow?”

“...”

In the midst of this, a fat guru who had picked up a person and was carrying a thick piece of flesh got caught in the door that was only open on one side, and whimpered.

“Huh Chungwoo. Either put down the person carrying it or open both doors and come in...” “

Ah! such a good way.”

“...”

At Cheongsang’s words, Chungwoo smiled as if realizing how great it was, put the masked man on his shoulder down on the floor, and opened both doors wide.

“I’m going to do this long ago.”

“...”

Chungwoo. Either one was enough.

But let’s not bother to teach. It’s not anyone else.

Cheongsang shook his head and approached the seat where Jinmu was sitting.

“Old man.”

“...yes!”

Mi-pyeong, the owner of the inn, quickly approached the call of Jin-mu, who had a bad appearance with a knife over his shoulder and his hair tied carelessly.

No matter how well-known the capital city was, there were poisonous mushrooms like that everywhere.

Long life experience has taught us to always be careful about our behavior in these cases.

Those kinds of guys will break down the inn and gossip at the slightest annoyance.

“A glass of cold water and a few bottles of alcohol, please give me some meat snacks. And I have some work to do, so please clear the store.”

“The store...”

he groaned.

Mi-pyeong, who hesitated with a puzzled expression, hurriedly bent over the bag that was being lifted onto the table with a heavy sound.

“...I will prepare soon.”

“...”

Age doesn’t just eat.

I wanted to bend down, but in an instant, Mi-pyeong pulled back and brought back a gourd filled with alcohol, food, and water with all my might.

“If I’m going to tell you about this water, I just dug it up from a deep well behind the inn...” ”

Leave the store to us and come play for a while.”

jingle.

“thank you!”

When Jinmu offered up a few more coins, Mi-pyeong bowed once again and happily stepped back.

Will there be a windfall this year?

The first bag handed to her was heavy enough to last for a month, and the coin handed to her later was a hermit.

Also, you shouldn’t judge people based on their appearance.

I thought he was a parakho because of his behavior, but isn’t his manners equal to that of the guru who came with him?

“Then have a good time.”

Mi-pyeong greeted politely, carefully closed the door and disappeared.

Jinmu licked his lips in satisfaction.

Now, the place is prepared. Shall we find out what the masked guy is doing?

“Wake up Cheongsang.”

“Yes Sasook!”

Chow!

Upon receiving the order, Cheongsang handed over the water bowl to Jinmu and took off the mask of the man who was scattered on the floor, revealing his face.

Pooh!

“Umm...”

Cheongsang filled his mouth with water and spat it out on the face of the masked man, who was swollen from Neung Seo-hyeon’s hard work.

Doing such dirty things with such a neat appearance. I’d just spray it in a bowl.

“Mmm.”

Still, it must have worked, and the masked man woke up with his eyelids quivering with the sound of pain.

Then, he blinks his eyes and grasps the situation.

A handsome man wearing a guru holding a water bowl in front of him and a fat second guru sitting and eating something eagerly. And...

“...!”

When his eyes met the middle-aged woman who was glaring at him fiercely, his cheek suddenly burned and the masked man, choking on breath, widened his eyes and tried to struggle.

“That’s stupid. Stop doing nothing. Didn’t you wake up without blood?”

“...”

It wasn’t a middle-aged woman who spoke.

Sitting in front of him with his legs wide open, squatting with a fishy smile... A bully?

For a moment, I remembered the situation before I lost my mind.

Yangachi, who thought it was a hole that he would rise from among the collapsed sky, was the mouth of hell.

Damn... If you’re a tall guy, wear expensive clothes. Don’t make bad faces or make bad faces.

The masked man, who misunderstood the situation, blamed himself and asked.

“Who are you?”

Jinmu smiled at the masked man’s tone, which was so polite.

“It should have been that way. good anyway It looks like you’re ready to talk.”

“....”

“Hey, what are you so nervous about? As long as you answer a few questions well, nothing will happen.”

The masked man couldn’t understand why the goosebumps were rising when he grinned and patted the shoulder so benevolently.

“Shall we start with Tongseongmyeong first?”

“...”

“The name. your name.”

The masked man frowned and hesitated.

Although the escape failed, it was because the last pride of the hideout did not allow it to immediately answer the question of how many hits.

“Well... I told you that if you answer well, nothing will happen.”

“...!”

When Jinmu recalled his displeased expression, the masked man hurriedly looked at the middle-aged woman.

He also clenched his fists and was walking towards himself.

however.

“it’s okay. what i do You too go over there and have a bite.”

“yes? Are you okay?”

“are you okay. Sometimes you need to loosen up a bit.”

“I see.”

At Jinmu’s words, Neung Seo-hyeon lightly bowed her head and stepped back and sat down next to Chung-wu.

And the masked man was puzzled by the emotions passing by the eyes of Cheongsang and Chungwoo.

When the interrogation begins, shouldn’t you, as a colleague, warm up the atmosphere by glaring and threatening to find out more?

Why do you pity yourself with eyes full of pity?

Whoop!

“Kuk!”

With the feeling of the leather on his head being pulled into the barrel, the masked man with his head tilted forward met Jinmu’s gaze.

Then, in the ferocious madness in Jinmu’s pupils, he vaguely realized why his colleagues looked at him that way.

A glance is enough.

I guess I don’t even have to take a picture of it.

If he didn’t answer even now, he felt like he would turn into a handful of dung and be used as manure.

“My...”

Twaaaaaa!

“Ah!”

“Oh, don’t resist. Chin goes out.”

Contrary to the kind words of concern, Jinmu’s hands moved without rest.

Catch clap clap clap clap!

“Keuouk!”

sick.

It’s painful.

The slapping of a middle-aged woman who made her lose her mind?

Compared to the pain now, it was like a gentle breeze.

Every time he slapped the palm of his hand, the pain ran down his cheek and spread to every corner of his body.

Instead of losing my mind, I became even clearer, which made me feel sick several times over.

Hermits are usually trained to withstand torture in preparation for such situations.

By pushing them to the limit, they develop patience and are taught never to reveal secrets to others.

It was the same with the masked man.

but.

Clap clap clap clap!

“Keek!”

The training he had received for so long was of no avail.

Because I’ve never experienced training to withstand more painful slapping.

“Ugh! this bastard! Don’t move, why do you keep moving? Get your hands off your hands!”

Fast!

“Ah!”

The bones in the palm of the masked man’s palm were shattered as he tried to shake off Jinmu’s hand that was holding his hair.

“This kid is just a little bit beaten. I want to keep moving my legs!”

damn!

The kneecap, which struggled in Jinmu’s hand, is also helplessly crushed.

you cruel child

If you’re going to do this, you’d rather do point blood. Because it hurts, you move instinctively. Because it hurts!