A Monster Hunter Born of Capitalism

A middle-aged man with a young pair of unmanned men in front of him, giving a speech first.

Listening to the man, Yooseong was full of joy. No, the steam begins to rise slightly from your head beyond the spectacular range.

I didn't understand why it interfered so much with other people's food.

Even when I eat with my best friend, my voice rises and the acronyms come out naturally when I grab my knuckles. How much more angry is that person without a face?

“Hey mister. ”

Yooseong looked at the man and opened his mouth quietly.

“Yes? Are you talking to me? ”

“Yes, I'm looking at your face. Who would you ask? ”

“Oh, you have some thorns in your horse. ”

This guy?

So far, you've only said one thing without even thinking about it, and you're saying that there are thorns in the words?

He was also a passive man, but I thought he was also a trivial man. It was not going to be easy.

“So what's going on? ”

A man who brazenly retaliates as if he knows nothing. I looked at him, thinking I'd punch him in the face, but he looked strangely familiar.

‘I think I've seen that face a lot. ’

I remembered.

Friday night is a TV show that stimulates your stomach and salivary glands and makes you eat late night snacks. It was one of the cast members of the Friday's food tasting council and Hwang Kyu-ik, who was in charge of the 'unnecessary’ part of Al Pil-Shin magazine.

“Whoa, wait a minute. So that wasn't the concept? ”

I only thought that the frustrating attitude that I showed at the Friday Foods and the disdain of others' temperaments were just a broadcast concept. Nowadays, producers of television programs do all sorts of things for the viewership, so I thought it was intended to give that concept to performers to catch the viewership rate.

He also said that on the broadcast, there was no disagreement between the cast members, went well without alighting, and the viewership was not bad. So it was more like they were just broadcasting the concept of a shitty elite feeling. But now it was not a concept.

That attitude of pretending to be nothing after talking nonsense to someone who had never seen it before could never be a concept.

I should have known when I was fighting people at SNS.

Hwang Kyu-ik has been told that he is fighting over food with people on the internet lately. Hwang Kyu-ik was now a firewood that heats up the Internet. Currently, he has been reimagining the words and actions Hwang Kyu-yik has said on various broadcasts including the Friday Foods. It was because the behaviors that have been confident on the broadcast so far were actually cerebral from their brains and differed from the opinions of experts.

‘Obviously, he said it was a Japanese word for fish. ’

There was a great deal of controversy, but the most famous was the origin of the fire meat. A lot of people believed Hwang Gyu-ik's claim because he had a voice that was too confident. However, real experts such as linguists and historians were humiliated by denying Hwang Kyuik's claims to the fullest extent.

Nevertheless, I didn't think I'd be in the mood for a moment when I was relentlessly firewood SNS while casting a spiritual victory.

"Zola's a wizard. ’

Hwang Kyu-ik was still looking at Yooseong with the expression, "I don't know what's going on, but don't bother me."

“Say what you just said to me. ”

“Oh, did you hear that? ”

Hwang Gyu-ik replied with a smile pretending to be nothing.

The answer to Hwang Kyu-ik was not Yooseong, but Yooseong.

“You heard the man. Is that a floating head ornament? If someone doesn't come after you like that, isn't that an idiot? ”

Hwang Kyu-ik made an impression on the narrative of direct exploration.

“Your group is very rude. ”

“No, sir. You don't want to be rude. You're the one who used to say all kinds of things about eating other people's meals. What, I can't learn? What is it about you that makes you so judgmental when you eat other people's food and you don't learn? What difference does anyone from Seoul have to eat? ”

“I was just telling the truth. But if you're offended, I apologize. ”

Then, Hwang Kyu-ik was an apple and slightly poked his head up and down.

“ ……. ”

I didn't think of Yooseong who saw Yooseong's behavior. People get so angry that they don't think when they're crazy. The thinking circuit in your head stops. And now it was the same with Yooseong.

“I'm a little offended by the food I ate here today. I stopped by for relaxation and food, and I felt bad because I just had this hot, salty, sweet, irritating taste. So I think I was a little nervous. ”

“It's delicious, but what's wrong with it? ”

You hear the voice hanging next to the meteor that stopped the accident circuit. As he turned his head, there stood an old man whose soup had been cut.

“Tsk, tsk.”

The beggar was grabbing the right side of the noodles in front of Hwang Kyu-ik with his bare hands.

“Hiic! This guy is taking care of other people's food...! What could be worse than that? I can't believe you ate with your bare hands! What a moron! ”

Hwang Kyu-ik started rampaging down the street when someone ate his own food after saying it was bad. The beggar faced Hwang Kyu-ik and responded with a relaxed attitude.

“Huh? Didn't you tell him you had a bad appetite? Why are you being so loud? ”

“What a cheeky fellow! ”

“I can see you're just as bold as I am. Where's the noise? ”

“I only told you the truth and you were rude! ”

“Where is he screaming? ”

The beggar swung the rod that was holding onto his head.

“Ouch! You crazy old man! ”

Many people know him as a tasting columnist, but Hwang Gyu-ik is also a hunter. He also learned shameless as a hunter on his way.

“This man must not speak out of turn! Hiya!”

Hwang Kyu-ik rushed to the beggar, but Hwang Kyu-ik groaned and rolled on the floor less than a second after running. Using a long rod, the mysterious or violent technique of the elderly suppressed Hwang Kyu-ik in an instant.

“Ugh! Ugh! No, sir! I was wrong!”

“Where does a young man swing his fist at an adult? You're rude.”

Yooseong woke up to the loud scream of Hwang Kyu-ik. When I woke up and looked around, I saw Hwang Kyu-ik on the ground, trembling.

‘I don't need to lose, judging by the state. ’

I was beaten like a dog by an old man. I felt like I could really die if I hit myself again.

‘I'm sorry I couldn't beat you myself, but it's not bad to watch someone else beat you. ’

So that's why the fight scene is the best of all the sights.

Yooseong became aware of the reason why people enjoy watching others fight.

“What are you going to do? Are they going to avenge us now that they've been beaten? ”

I asked a pair of men and women who were joining Hwang Kyo-ik.

“I'm the first person I've met today. ”

“Actually, we didn't like it either. I thought she was a good and caring person because she used to watch a lot of TV shows, but she kept saying weird things. ”

From what the two men and women are saying, it's true that they were together, but they weren't together. We didn't seem to bump into each other.

“Oh, the South Palace narrow. Where are you going?”

“I can't let you do that, so I'll take you to the senate. We'll see you again in front of the guests later. ”

“Got it.”

“Excuse me for a moment, then. ”

The Nam-gu office carried the stunned Hwang Kyu-ik on its back and escaped the guest glass.

“Everyone I've ever met had their own postcards done, and he's terrible. Are you a postcard too?”

As the situation calmed down, the beggar looked at the meteor and asked.

“Yes, that's right. ”

“If I'd hit you with your fist, that competition would have killed the postmortem. ”

“What does that mean? ”

“Would you like to see your fist now? ”

Yooseong raised his hand at the beggar's words. His fist was filled with strength.

"Did I give you the strength of my fist? ’

I didn't do anything else except get so pissed off that I blacked out for a while.

“The body just moved on its own. If I'd hit him with that fist, he'd be dead. Your skills are no joke to me. ”

“You're not dead. I would have controlled the force. ”

“No, I'm sure he's dead. I have a little eye for people. ”

The beggar insisted as if he were certain.

“So you saved a life today. ”

“Sort of. So why don't you buy us some food? That's not good enough. ”

“I'm not short on money, so I'll buy you one. ”

“Oh! I love that the answer is so cool. People buy things for beggars or make things right because the world has become so small these days. ”

It doesn't cost a lot to buy a meal for the beggar, so Yooseong decided to eat with the old man.

“Hey……. ”

A woman, who was talking to an unmanned man named Nam-goong Chung, who was about to return to her original position with the old man, approached.

“What can I do for you? ”

“Your old man ruined our place, so we're out of room. ”

He had to eat, but the beggar broke the table, so there was no room to eat with him.

“It doesn't matter to me... Are you sure you want to do this?" ”

“It's okay, because you're not going to make weird noises like Mr. Hwang. ”

She didn't really care.

The Mental Strengthening in such a short time as I listened to Hwang Kyuik.

Yooseong went back to his seat with an old beggar and an unmanned woman. When we get back to our seats, what we see are clean, empty plates.

“Yul must have eaten it all. ”

The killer was sure of that, seeing the spices and pieces of food attached to Yul's hands and mouth. I haven't been gone that long, and I can't believe you ate all that food.

“Abdominal party. ”

Yuli tapped her belly against the chair.

“Well, that little girl's got one hell of an appetite. ”

“So every time I eat, I have a combat meal. ”

Yooseong ordered a new food. An unmanned woman in attendance ordered her own food.

“What's your name, old man? ”

“What do you know your beggar's name for? ”

“It doesn't seem like a normal thing. ”

“What good is his name to a beggar? It's just a dog.). ”

“A dog?”

“I like to drink a little. I was drunk and had an accident... No, what am I talking about? Speaking of which, can I get you a drink? ”

“Yes, do whatever you want. ”

“Huh-huh-huh, good boy. ”

The dog ordered a drink. I thought I'd order a bottle or two, but he ordered a big one.

I didn't expect to sell a whole jar of liquor. It was an astonishing dimension.

“What's her name? ”

“I call it a panic. ”

The moment I heard the name Choran, I remembered the Thousand Horse's daughter who ran away in his head. The name of the runaway daughter was also green.