Descent of Demon god

"What? A martyr?"

Oh Tae-chung, the director of the Moorim Department, frowned.

If he's not mistaken, if he's a martyr, aren't the men of Choon Woo-jin, the death penalty officer who enforces his sentence in the judicial system?

What was even more bizarre than Oh Tae-cheong was the executives of the Muslim Association, including the leader of the shaman sect, Jang Pyeong-gae.

How did he do that? '

The Moorish Association focused on all personnel and looked at the trends of the martyrs, including the city of Jenam.

It was to confirm that they were coming to the capital city of Xi 'an.

I thought you said there was no movement. '

Apparently, the man who was dispatched to Jenam City said that none of the middlemen of the Mercury group left the city.

But I couldn't figure out how I got here.

[What's going on?]

The vice chairman of the pharmaceutical company D.A.N.G. sent a message.

However, there was no way to know the English word "Jang Pyeong-tae" when he asked.

[Primitive. Primitive. I don't know how often.]

[Ugh, I don't know if the distribution is big or stupid.]

Dang Mun-su put out his tongue.

Now there will be many bodies inside the law enforcement.

He was walking into limbs on his own feet.

"Ha!"

At that time, he snorted as if he was amazed.

If not, he was the one who thought he was making a pact with the Ministry of Defense to keep the group quiet.

"How dare you..."

Zec!

I went out to stop him right away, and he grabbed him and held on to the beep.

[Deputy, hold tight.]

It is Oh Tae-chung, who has not mastered art, but knows vocals.

Knowing that it is a technique that conveys intentions secretly, Oh Tae-chung looked around and kept his mouth shut.

'Tsk.'

I had a lot of snow around me.

It was a situation where reporters were holding out their cameras.

I looked at the executives of the Dangmun-su and the Muslim Association with the same eyes as what is wrong with Oh Tae Chung.

[Maybe it's going well anyway.]

How's it going? '

[He is now the representative of the Church.]

The executives of the Muslim Association heard in detail what the existence of the Hundred Horses means for the senior ambassador of Shaolin.

Oh Tae-chung's eyes became strange in the sound of his voice.

Representative?

I thought I was just one of the martyrs.

However, if you are the representative, things will be different.

[He's the one who raided the Mosque headquarters. If you take him into custody and put him behind bars and put him in the press, things will go smoother than originally planned.]

Tae-chung was satisfied with the sound of Byungmun-su's voice.

It was because I thought his words were different.

'This should put pressure on the Ministry of Defense.'

In a relaxed voice, Oh Tae-Chung regained his mind and told Ahn Woo-hong, the director of the Department of Defense.

"The Ministry of Defense has also been assigned to the Department of Justice as well, I'm sure of it. Are you trying to get in with a young man in a suit next to you?"

He pretended not to know.

In fact, I even saw him holding back what he was about to be angry with right in front of me, but I couldn't be more than a brilliant man.

Ahn Wuhong received it skillfully.

"Haha, this is the vice chairman of the Yongcheon Group, which has made a pact with the Ministry of Defense. I'm the head of a non-governmental organization like your department's Muslim association, so I accompanied him for advice if he has any problems."

"Oh, really? I have some excellent advisors here.I don't know why you put yourself through all this."

He said as if he was sarcastic.

"Excellent advice"? '

Ahn Wuhong snorted.

He saw with his own eyes what looked like a thousand beasts.

I have been completely trusting since then.

"I don't know. This adviser is more reliable. Haha."

Then, Tae-chung expressions annoyed me.

Because there were a lot of political strikes, this was always the case for both of you.

'Let's see how that relaxation changes soon.'

I was sure that I would change my position from the moment I entered the entrance.

"Let's go inside."

Tae-Chung caught it and moved to the entrance of the law enforcement office first.

Followed by secretaries and executives of the Muslim Association.

Zhang Pyeong-Ang couldn't easily take his eyes off of Lady Chun the whole way.

'He's dangerous.'

He was wary of the thousand moons.

I heard from the old ambassador that the heavenly horse of the Catholic Church was a monster with no superiority over the Pope, but I did not believe it easily.

However, it was not a hologram, but a shambles when faced in person.

I could not even fathom it.

'...... One is that all the media is concentrated here from foreign journalists. Even if you are a follower of the evil religion, you will not be able to resist.'

I thought you couldn't do that unless you were stupid.

In that case, the resurrection of the Bridge will surely fly away.

Moorim was exposed to public opinion and government awareness.

So, I first entered through the revolving door at the entrance of the law enforcement building.

Chitchat!

The interior, which was not well visible because it was tinted outside, had either a problem with the electrical wiring or the lights in the hallway were turned off.

'Looks like you did the right thing.'

The executives of the Muslim Association nodded small.

When I opened up, I felt no popularity around me at all.

Wiiiing!

The Pentagon has just entered through the revolving door.

Officers of the Muslim Association began to act naturally.

"Something's wrong."

"I don't feel very popular."

Oh Tae-chung, the director of the Muslim ministry, contributed to their conversation.

"Hurry up and go to the execution site."

"Sir, the Executive Director is on the first floor underground."

The secretaries lead him down the stairs to the basement.

The facial expressions of the executives of Taekcheong Oh and the Muslim Association who were leading down the stairs were full of anticipation.

Soon after, I wondered what Ahn Uhong and ChonMa would look like.

As soon as I went down to the basement, there was a stench of blood. Immediately after opening the exit, the bodies reveal themselves.

"Ugh!"

The secretaries, who were not used to this, threw up and frowned.

Even though I knew what was going on before and after, I couldn't help but feel terrible.

"What's going on here?"

"Looks like someone broke in."

The executives of the Muslim Association stepped up and said, as if they were playing the role of Oh Tae-cheong.

Jangpyeong angles headed for the bodies first.

Now is the time to disconnect the first start.

Zec!

The corpse lying at the front is filled with sharp wounds.

To take a look at it, I wipe off the blood on the wound with a towel.

Huh?

His eyes narrowed.

The body, of course, had to be traces of martial arts.

"What the hell...?"

However, these traces were different from those of Mahishmati.

Despite the promised sign, Kang Mun-su asked as he was holding on to the body without saying anything.

'What happened? "

It was like a rush to tell me that there was no sign of martial arts.

At that time, Zhang Pyeong angles turned their heads and sent a message.

[..... we have a problem.]

Kang Mun-su, who thought it was strange, came to the side of the body.

And I examined the bodies.

What is it? '

Even Kang Mun-su couldn't hide his embarrassment.

The masters of photography had an unmistakable sense of humor about the human body.

It was possible to speculate on the opposing team's blunt force trauma, but what was left on the corpse was not a bridge blunt force.

'This is… a method.'

It was not just an ordinary scheme.

The other bodies nearby were examined by Dang Mun-su.

Looking at the body for the second or third time, his pupils were shaken like they were in an earthquake.

What the hell is going on? '

If his eyes were not mistaken, this scar was made by a special technique.

And the trick is,

"You're an extreme prudence."

Who told you that? '

Someone confidently enlightened him, and he looked at him in horror.

He was a thousand years old.

Oh, shit! '

Dangmun-su couldn't hide the embarrassment of what to do with this situation.

What she said was the right answer.

The scar on the body was caused by Blade Six, the feast of the Extreme Butterfly Moon.

What do I do with my teeth? '

The bodies were all traces of the Supreme Shinmu together.

It was too obvious to argue that it was a martyrdom.

At that time, he shouted as if he was surprised.

"No! You mean there are traces of martial arts?"

'!?'

Suddenly, his shout solidified his expression.

There was an explosion.

"Oops…"

Oh Tae-chung, who had not mastered shamanism, had no idea where the shamanism was.

Of course, it was also thought of as being a martyr.

"Vice President..."

Zhang Pyeong angles urgently tried to correct this.

However, Tae-Chung tried to catch a thousand chicks sooner.

"What's going on here? Why are there signs of martyrdom on the bodies of the enforcers?"

The face of Oh Tae-cheong was puzzled.

He wanted Ahn Uhong and Lady Chun to be embarrassed.

However, the response was completely different than expected.

"If I hadn't come here, I would have said all this was done by the Headquarters."

He said as if he was disappointed.

"No. What is this man talking about..."

Oh Tae-chung, who is not aware of the situation, tried to enter the castle, but the angle of view was interrupted.

"Deputy, this is not a martial arts..."

52517;!

"Huff!"

At that moment, a sharp gesture passed by with the neck of a flat angle.

Blood spilled from his right neck.

A little to the side might have pierced his neck.

"W-what are you doing?"

The embarrassed Zhang Pyeong-dong yelled at the crowd.

Then she answered with a cool voice.

"You've been talking about martial arts ever since, and I don't know when you Catholics are called martyrs." "

Bridge was an insult to the Catholic Church.

There was a full name, but they never called it what it was.

"Hey, no matter what, it's not too much!"

Dang Mun-su, vice chairman of the pharmaceutical company D.A.N.G., stood up in front of the body and protested.

It was to turn the conversation around to avoid Tae-Chung's mistakes.

Then she said in a loud voice.

"Really? Then we can call you the Muslim Society when we call you."

Suddenly, the clever answer was blocked.

It was only here that I acknowledged that I despised the Catholicism.

While wiping off the blood spilled on my neck, I apologized reluctantly to the square angle.

"I didn't mean to belittle your religion. I apologize."

"You better tell me the truth than that apology."

In her words, the square angle bites my lips.

If all the traces on the bodies were found to be extremely unemployed by Blade Six, a dismal situation could have occurred.

'If this is the case, Blade Six is not suspected.'

However, I could not lie in front of the commander of the Ministry of Defense or the Emperor of Heaven.

As he ponders, he opens his mouth.

"Sir, this is not a Catholic shamanism."

"No. What do you mean?"

Taichung's face was badly distorted.

His eyes seemed to infer what was going on.

"How could you possibly answer that? '

Kang Mun-su also looked at the words of Jang Pyeong-Ang with a worried look.

If you say something wrong, Blade Six becomes the culprit who caused this disaster.

"Hehe! If it hadn't been for the director of the Department of Defense and the interest, '

He was in a hurry to change the scars on the bodies.

After seeing that the plan would have been successful, it became a harmonious thing to come in with them.

Zhang flat angle cautiously said.

"It looks like someone else is a shaman, but I think we should officially bring in more association experts to investigate."

Right now, there is no other way.

'Well done.'

Sung Mun-su praised him for agreeing with him.

But something unexpected happened.

"You've become a politician with no names."

"What?"

At that moment, a thousand-year checkpoint grazed the shoulder of the right angle.

52517;!

His white robe sleeve wets red, and his severed arm falls to the ground.

"Shhhhh!"

Zhang Pyeongsang grips his shoulder and screams.

In a sudden burst of action, executives from the Muslim Association unilaterally elected their weapons.

Get it, get it!

"What are you doing!"

Dang Mun-su yelled at the thousand women.

Who would have imagined doing this here?

I told them a thousand times.

"Everyone knows that Ultimate Cinnamon's trajectory makes it impossible to learn without the original progeny of that clan. You think we should investigate and find out? Are you practicing martial arts?"

Extreme Cinnamon can only be trained properly if the body exceeds human limits.

Even Muslims who had mastered the art of eating without holes were not the kind that could be replicated because their joints or muscles could not endure.

With such a sharp point, Kang Mun-su urgently explained.

"Well, I don't know if that's us. There's no way Blade Six could have done this, so I'm just trying to be fair so no one would frame them."

"Fair?"

"Yes. To do things fairly..."

"Now you're talking nonsense."

"What, what?"

He was embarrassed and said in a cold voice.

"Shouldn't we be preparing for the death of those who are supposed to be dead by force at the main office?"

'!!!'

Kang Mun-su's face distorted when he stabbed the valley.

I had to kill as many emotions as I could, but it was hard to hide.

Gooooo!

It was because of the life spurting from the Thousand Queen.

His life around him was choking.

Kang Mun-su barely opened his mouth.

"Great, how can you live like this?"

"To do this."

At that moment, the Thousand Yeouido capital drew a unique trajectory and passed through the woodland artisan, Oh Tae-chung.

52517;!

Huff!

It was so sudden that Tae-chung opened his eyes and was embarrassed, but his body disintegrated and became a piece of meat.

Tutu Tutu!

What the hell is this? '

Her eyes burst open.

The dojo that was just opened was surprisingly a drastic herbivore.

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