Chapter 322 – [Isn’t It Wrong to Seek an Encounter in Moorim?]

If the rumors spread properly about the work entrusted to Haomun, that was the only sound that could be heard subtly when going out into the streets.

Gook Haru’s bloodline appeared!

He’s back for revenge!

Yang Yoon-chae! Gook Haru’s blood has returned! Let’s ruin the National Day! And so on.

Ah, the last drip somehow feels like going to a place like Northern Europe to raise a child.

Even if you say Northern Europe here, it’s a part of Russia even though it’s close, so it’s hard to go on foot because it’s not far. Can we get to this place without a car? At best, it must be far away in the North Sea. Well, somehow convincing!

“Dongdonga”

“Keuheum, senior. No matter how, I’m sure my name is there…”

“That’s what they call you by nickname. And I did that for free?”

It’s good to distinguish between sweet and sour pork and dipping sauce, but that’s only under the assumption that I’m paying for it. Someone else is buying it, but you can’t count on that.

So instead of calling Donggunyeong Dongdong, I am doing something better. Are you looking at martial arts?

“I know that you two are the person I think you are, just from your behavior, words and actions, and the skills you show at a glance for the past few days… But isn’t it a bit like Dongdong?!”

“How about it? It’s a cute name.”

“Isn’t it too much to call a young man over 20?! At least call me by name!”

“Gunyoung?

Butthole or hole. Either way it’s kind of like that. I wish my wife had the opportunity to use these two words. Hmm… If you do it backwards, it feels different.

If you do it to a woman, it’s sexual harassment, and if you do it to a man, it’s just a bad prank, but I don’t want to call a man that name. You are Dongdong until the end.

“Mr. Dongdong! Tell me about Moorim!”

“………Okay”

Even Seon calls it that way.

Anyway, for a few days, Sunie ate well and slept well, so she gained weight. It sounds like you’re talking about fish or animals, but anyway, you look nice and chubby, so it’s like looking at a child of that age.

It’s a good time to teach martial arts once you’ve finished your work here. Let’s think step by step.

“What about the rumors?”

“It’s spread pretty well. They’ve probably figured out we’re staying here by now, too?”

“Somehow, there are people watching over here.”

“Oh, you know that, so what are you asking?”

If this kind of rumor spreads and they don’t do anything… One of two things. Either don’t care, or act cautiously. The latter seems to me, though.

He’s not going to come by the regular method. If he had believed in his skills, he would have chosen another menu instead of mapo tofu in the cooking competition. There was no way for a guy whose hair was turning in that direction to attack him head-on.

“Are you going to stay still? Do you have any plans to chase after me?”

“So what’s the point? Is it a crime to take someone’s life for stalking someone? You have to catch it when it’s important, so even if you kill it, it won’t hurt.”

“Well, that’s right”

I’m not just looking for a reason. And if I do everything first, I’m going to fuck at Sacheondangga. It’s obvious, but I can’t use my hands first.

What I want is to fight while hoping for the other person’s first bread. Even in modern times, regardless of whether there is a fight or not, the first person loses. That’s why I don’t eat bread first because I’m dizzy. At most, it’s to the extent that I’m mad at Zion-related things and crave it.

For a while, we passed the time by staying in a private room in an inn. Seon-i is cute and Dong-dong seems to have some talent, and it seems that only good relationships are met here.

“Let’s have a meal first. From my point of view, it seems like today or tomorrow.”

“Great deal… What on earth is that unfounded confidence?”

“The sixth sense of a master of savings?”

“Well, there’s credibility when you say that. I guess I was wrong.”

I called the waiter and ordered a separate dish. Let’s go out to play separately after eating.

“Doesn’t he know that we are masters?”

“Hmm… I don’t mind spreading rumors, what I did in Haomen is that they handle information, so I won’t spread it, and you’re a bit of an asshole.”

“The three of them are rumored to be able to deal with even the best players in Guizhou, but…”

“Barely?”

“The level of Moorim has also dropped a lot. If Master sees it, he will regret it.”

“What if you were Yong-senpai’s teacher?”

“You know what are you asking?”

Soon after, the dish came out. Basically, the amount of dishes here is so large that it is difficult to eat unless you have a fairly large stomach. There is not half a duck or chicken, but one.

Of course, if you think on the contrary, it’s good because the amount is large… But if you’re used to modern stimulating seasonings, it won’t be delicious unless it’s a decent dish. It’s because I have a taste that doesn’t matter to me in the first place.

“………………..Uh?”

“Why are you doing that, Daehyeop?”

“Hey, don’t eat”

Hayeon Yong didn’t even eat the dishes, as if she had already noticed. I stopped Dongdong and Seon from reaching out to cook, and I smelled the faint smell rising from the steaming steam.

It is often said that it is colorless and odorless poison… What is the standard for that? A level that you can’t even detect the high level? Then it doesn’t mean much Even if I use poison that even the transcendentalist cannot detect, it is meaningless to me.

I’ve just reached the level of poison, so even if I use something similar to a heart sword, I’ll get caught, but will that work? And I am immune to poison thanks to the Infinity Force Core and Covetous Infinite Qigong.

“These bastards…?”

If there are a few categories I hate the most, one of them is those who play with food.

When I was living in a facility in Korea, if Director Kim had played around with the children eating, he would have changed the facility and whatnot. In terms of quantity, it was a bit like that.

But do you poison the rice?

“Eat except for this. This is poisonous.”

“Are you poison?!”

“It doesn’t go unnoticed by a few guys…And it’s vicious, it’s slow-acting. If it’s fast-acting, it’ll raise suspicion.”

If you openly eat at an inn and look around, everyone will suspect poisoning. A guy with a head would use slow-acting poison rather than quick-acting poison to get out of the line of the dragon.

However, there is a difference depending on the level of poison even if it is a slow-acting poison. It accumulates for a long time and becomes a chronic poison, and one day it goes away, and another one within a short period of time. This is the latter

“Even if I had to, I did the most embarrassing thing…?”

If I had done this in Korea, I wouldn’t have been able to openly do it even if I changed it. Because that is absolutely illegal under Korean criminal law.

But not in Moorim. If your opponent is caught trying to poison you, revenge is just.

Moorim is good in this respect! Even if security is like a dog’s dick, you can do it with your own strength!!!

“This bastard’s limiter has been released. Wouldn’t it have been better for me to be alone…”

“Wait a minute, I’ll finish everything in a while.”

I first opened my eyes to the kitchen. I didn’t bribe the cook. It was sneaked in Then I wouldn’t have left this guesthouse yet.

While maintaining a sense of humor, I noticed signs of running away quickly from the inn. Killing a presence is quite good, it seems that he has been trained separately.

“I’m eating first. I’m leaving”

“Have a good trip!”

“……Please go, Daehyeop.”

“OK”

I got out of the inn and tracked down the fugitive. If you run, you can catch up in no time, but that doesn’t mean much.

It’s easier to dig up information when you know where he’s from and where he’s from. He can be caught and interrogated, but it’s much easier for Ji to go back to where he came from than to do that.

And I’m going to bone and flesh him. I’ll make you pay for messing around with your food!

“Is this…?”

Before long, his presence arrived at one place.

A mansion with a high wall… No, it’s a bigger place than a mansion.

And in the land of Sichuan, few places can boast of such power, and even less in Chengdu. And one of them…

“Are you from the Tang family?”

I vaguely remember seeing it. Along with the army of Sichuan, it is known as the leader of the political faction, Sichuan Tangga, or Sacheon Tangmun. It is famous for poison and memorization.

I was deliberately wary of these guys clinging to each other and becoming a nuisance… It seems that Yang Yoon-chae made a string for this kind of thing.

“What are you here for?”

At the entrance, the guard blocked me and asked. It’s not simply asking about business, but it gives off a feeling of being wary of me.

It’s going to be a little faster than planned, but… Rather, it went well. I think we can shorten the schedule.

I kicked the guard and broke the front gate of Sichuan Tang Street and stormed inside.

“Bring the bastard who entered earlier, you bastards!!!!!!”

Because the justification is over here, go aaaaa!!!!

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Clumsy! As the main gate made of thick wood was smashed, the eyes of the people inside were drawn to this direction.

The family members who work in the Tang Gate, and the bloodlines with the Tang surname, regardless of whether they are direct or collateral, look this way, understand the situation, and start glaring at me.

“Innoom!!!! How dare you do something like that here!”

“I’m going to Sacheondang, you bastards!!!! Don’t you think I’m a fool who can’t read a single signboard? I know, but I came in because of that reason, bastard!!!!”

I answered the sound of someone shouting at me.

Slowly people start to gather. Regardless of age, most of them are those who have learned martial arts.

It smells faintly sour. It shows that he has mastered the unique technique of Tang Moon. Someone was preparing to memorize, someone to poison.

“Because a bastard just entered the party? That bastard poisoned the rice I was going to eat. If you bring that bastard, I’ll treat you well.”

“Yes, you bastard!!! How dare you do such a foolish thing in the middle of the gate!”

“I can’t save you!!!!”

“I tried to go over gracefully, but I didn’t do that. They don’t seem to know what they did wrong.”

Taking sides as if they were family is rather a waste of money. Think about it, how well Korean prosecutors stick together even though they are the same prosecutors.

If it is stagnant, it will rot, and if it is rotten, it must be cut out. However, due to the nature of the closed environment of Munpa, that is impossible. In the first place, I wanted to take sides with the Moon faction, so if I had done that earlier, the political faction wouldn’t have been called a group of hypocrites.

“There’s nothing left to see! Die!!!!”

Blood shot!!!

Someone threw me a memory like spit. It was fast, sharp, and even contained internal energy, so it was at the level of penetrating not only human flesh but also iron plates.

But that memorization hit my force field and bounced back. Shit, the only guys who can pierce my force field in Moorim are Gray’s disciples, who are called the Three Worlds here, right? Even so, it’s too much to completely pierce it.

It is meaningless to memorize a single word in a station field that does not budge even if it is beaten with a strong weapon for three days and nights. If you want to do something with me, why don’t you call Gray?

Of course, this time it won’t be as simple as the last time.

“Heung! You’re doing quite a bit! But that doesn’t mean you can avoid paying for insulting Tang Mun! Black death squad! Hit it!”

“””Yes!!!!”””

Before long, several skilled warriors rushed at me. Dangmun is certainly famous for memorization and poison, but that doesn’t mean that only memorization and poison are used. There were enough samurai who used swords, and combat units were also organized.

It may have changed after I died, but I remember that I used to name poisonous creatures such as snakes, scorpions, and spiders.

Like a snake, warriors holding soft swords soaked in dark-colored poison surrounded me, linking with each other.

It looks like he has been trained quite a bit. It just doesn’t make any sense.

“Have you ever eaten a snake! Snakes taste like chicken!”

“What are you talking about, you madman?!”

Turn up!!!

I grabbed the guy in the front. He tried to shake off my hand, but he couldn’t. Even if I catch it roughly, even a master of transcendence won’t be able to shake it off, you?

“You guys George, it’s as fucking easy as twisting a chicken neck!!!”

“Aaaaagh?!?!”

Kwaaaaang!!!!

There was no need to mix any other skills. It’s enough to throw the caught guy as it is and defeat the rest of the Black Death.

In Moorim, one of the methods used to beat someone stronger than oneself is the jjoksu. Since ancient times, it has been said that beating a master is a joke.

And if the majority of them make the pass, they become many times stronger. But I tackled and stopped it before I camped out.

Sunbread said it was a win! In the first place, I can’t win with side numbers!!!

“Keuugh?! This guy!!!!”

“It’s popping out of my baby right now !!!!!”

Separate the flesh from the bones!!!!