Volcanic Spirit

Fifty, a wild-night festival.

A madam is a person who literally sells stories.

The stories they were selling were endless.

When he thought he could make money, he sold the royal palace, the government office, and the Gupao family, as well as the men and women's permanent branches. Since there was no fixed place or price in the first place, the speaker's earnings varied depending on how great the old work was. In the end, the Madam had a great ability to pack up small things and explain things she had never seen before.

"Crazy! Still, it's best to see for yourself!"

There is no reason to say that the White Gate is one of the best of all.

Lee Hwon brightened his eyes.

It was an opportunity to see the latter closely among the two mountain ranges of the scenic mountain range, the Bulguksa and the Battlegrounds. He moistened his burning lips while drinking, and chewed the jerky whenever he was nervous.

A flash in the pan!

Just watching it feels like my body and mind are pulling together. Hundreds of deaths were to be decided in a single fight.

However, the confrontation only continued, and no fighting took place.

Rather, the army shouted from the Moorim-blind side.

"What is that madman saying?”

Lee Hwon, who drew attention when he was about to show the power of forest blindness, could not have been bothered.

On the other hand, Lee Hwon was in a bad mood because there was no fight. I have no intention of becoming a narrow-minded collaborator of the political faction anyhowever. If they could get rid of the Cheonryongjeon Hall, their fight would have been good.

"Oh! Is it because I didn't give you the signal?"

Yi Hwon put down the bottle and began to descend from the rock.

The Geukyangdo army narrowed its forehead to the figure and issued irritated work to its subordinates.

We are in a situation where we have to achieve the feat of blindness. Go and clean up."

The five fighters were aware of the life contained in the voice of the army and ran along with light attack.

Papapapat!

Even though Lee Hwon knew five people were approaching him, he shouted at Murim-blind and the mountain musician.

"Start!"

There was no way they could move.

Rather, he looked at Lee Hwon like a madman.

And I was sure I'd soon fall under the blades of the fighters.

Xu Yi Ik

A person who moves under orders can't talk about his or her personal affairs. That's why they pulled out their weapons without warning, and stabbed them everywhere. For a moment, five swords seemed to pierce Lee Hwon's body.

Everyone thought he was dead.

That's because the blood was shiny when he stabbed the sword. When one recognized that it was a blood fog, it was after covering all five of the unmanned men. The fog, which had spread out like when the dusty troops were kicked out, was recovered faster than it spewed out of time.

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Dozens of blades of knives came crashing.

And when Yi Hwon reappeared, the blood-stained fighters fell apart one by one.

"Huh!"

"What kind of exploits is that?"

Lee Hwon didn't show his outstanding performance.

One thousand and five hundred people were in the spotlight.

Under such circumstances, the blood fog caused five people to fall in an instant, doubling the effect.

"What is he doing?"

The army of the Geukyangdo army shouted, kicking its tongue-tied.

He is only irritated by unexpected situations, but not afraid or wary.

"Lee Hwon."

From somewhere came the nickname Maehwa Prince.

Hana Yi Hwon shook her head, kicking her tongue at the horse.

"I've decided to throw it away now."

"You must be out of your mind to see what you're doing."

"Who are you, then?"

The eyes of the Geukyangdo County have become thinner.

He wasn't a man of great discipline from the very beginning.

If he were his usual self, he would have chosen Do as soon as Lee Hwon appeared and called the referee. But now you're in a position to move under the orders of the mastermind. Therefore, there was a conflict between order and nature.

"District manager. Take care of it.”

In the end, he chose the mastermind's orders.

The head of the Shandong branch readily nodded, perhaps because he was able to get out of the blood clot.

"I will!"

Led by the branch manager, more than a hundred fighters split out of the crowd. They slowly narrowed the streets, besieging Yi Hwon. In the meantime, the branch manager tried to talk.

"Maehwagun, why are you doing this all of a sudden?"

"Do you know me?"

"It's the first time I've seen it, but it's a name other than the head of the Sandong branch. That's why I've been rooting for you from afar. But I know you're at the Soryongdaeyeon, but why are you making such a mess here?"

Lee Hwon raised his lip to the branch manager's question.

"You don't have to know."

The branch manager's face was distorted for a while, but he quickly recovered. He didn't want to get into a blood clot where hundreds of people would die. Therefore, he wanted to continue meaningless talks by forcefully tolerating Lee Hwon's provocation. If possible, I wanted to draw parallel lines until the fight was all over.

"Huh, don't. If there's anything I'm upset about, ·······."

Puck!

Lee Hwon's fist threw up the arms of the Shandong branch, throwing up blood. and strode toward the encirclement. In the meantime, all those who blocked the way have been knocked down.

"If you don't qualify, get out."

With a cool word, a fiery spirit burst out of the whole body. There's no way ordinary fighters can stand it, not even at its peak. They looked around and gave way, and ended up facing the branch manager.

The branch manager tried to control his mind by thinning his breath.

That's why his expression was quite stable.

One thing was different inside.

Should I have pulled the sword? When was the last time I trained? Who won't help you? God damn it! What a hell of a dog's ass in his later years. Should I pretend I can't win?’

All kinds of miscellaneous thoughts were mixed up like dog food and filled my head.

In the meantime, Lee Hwon stood in front of the head of the Shandong branch.

"Ah."

If it were usual, I would have just gone my way after a blow.

However, it was heartbreaking to see the head of the Mooriman branch suffering like a dog in need of poop.

"Hey."

asked Lee Hwon, looking into the eyes of the Sandong Branch Manager.

"That's how you felt when you first raised the sword?”

“······.”

"No, I didn't. So did I. I started because I wanted to do something. Of course, it's hard to keep the original intention. It's impossible. I hesitated every moment when I had to make a choice, and most of the time I made the wrong choice. But you know what? In the end, the time comes."

The branch manager was unable to speak.

How can the eyes of a young man who is younger than his son be so deep? He felt all sorts of emotions as if he had been in the Gangho for a longer time than himself. And it was not at all awkward at all as if he were advising his wife as if he had walked first.

So he asked back unwittingly.

"What time is it coming?”

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"When my ransom was at its peak."

It became more focused on the commonly discussed words of ransom rather than consultation. And Lee Hwon's subsequent words gave him a sigh of relief.

"That's why there's a golden opportunity to clean up all the mistakes that we've made so far."

"Ah."

"There's a saying that you can't cover your department with balls. But you need a ball to pretend you don't know the major. It's as if we know each other's shortcomings, but don't bother to mention them."

The branch manager said, gulping down his saliva.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"You'll feel it, too. It's because I've been there, too."

“······.”

I knew I was being influenced by my son's Mu-man, but I wasn't feeling any bad or awkward at all.

"I'll do my job. You do your job."

Lee Hwon grinned as he passed the branch manager.

"You're old enough to judge how things work, even if you don't have the ability to work things out. Acted to benefit you. Seek not the small gains in front of you, but the gains that can bring your real ransom to its maximum."

The branch manager did not pull out the sword even though Lee Hwon's back was visible. Rather, he slowly stretched out his hand on the sword and shouted in fits.

"My name is Chu Yeo-chun!"

Lee Hwon neither replied back nor looked back.

At that moment, Hana felt as if one of the stacks of stones holding her back had disappeared.

"Guys."

"Yes, branch manager."

Chu Yeo-chun said after several deep breaths.

"Let's do what we do best."

Lee Hwon's back was noisy, but he didn't look back.

'Everything goes according to plan.

A smile was built with a bow.

What he is trying to do from now on is a way he had never thought of before he met a bad news. The moment I met Hana and heard the misconception of the old palace bricklayer, I decided.

Not as it is.

When inferred from the fragmentary information the enemy left in his will, there are sixteen sensory apostles in all. In reality, it was impossible to even guess how many more or less. Although he has killed five sensory apostles so far.But, when will you wander around the world and clean up everyone?

I felt the need to turn the table upside down.

Of course he will draw a picture.

'It's a hell of a mess.’

To do so, there are conditions that must precede.

Lee Hwon's pace gradually increased.

The pace gradually increased and jumped three sheets in a month.

Pod!

A fireball flew over the heads of a dozen people, as if drawing a line, and fell in the middle of the enemy camp.

The man facing Lee Hwon groaned in dismay.

"헙!"

Hwang Bo-se's outfit confirmed his affiliation.

Isn't he a villain who tried to kill his child and put the blame on him, thereby monopolizing the interests of Shandong Province? One thing people didn't know about it, so it was good enough as a tool.

Lee Hwon twisted his back the moment he got down to the ground.

As soon as his right foot soared from the bottom to the top, Hwang Bo-tae, the owner of Hwang Bo-se, caught his left leg.

Quasik!

It's not that I tripped and fell, but my leg bone itself broke in two. The second attack began before the pain was delivered to the mouth. He grabbed Hwang Bo-tae's leg that soared into the air and turned himself upside down. At that moment, Hwang Bo-tae's new model flew in the air like a pole and was stuck on the ground.

Quasik!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Hwang Bo-tae, who was stuffed into a large bowl as if he had thrown a frog into a rock, only screamed in shame and pain.

The leaders of the forest alliance drew keen attention.

The blood clots of the Maeng and the Sandong musicians were different from the last fight in the back alley. That is why the two sides were not bumping into each other with all their might, but rather slowly trying to boost the heat by sending out lower-ranking military officers.

Therefore, the leaders suddenly opened their eyes to Hwang Bo-tae, who was hit by a sudden bolt of lightning.

"You bastard!"

The Cheongseong faction's Chen Poong-samun quickly discovered it.

Hana Lee Hwon kicked the ground, grabbing Hwang Bo-tae by the back of his neck before they reached the point.

Pavat!

As soon as he opened his eyes, his new model reached the Sandongak Street in the blink of an eye a couple of times.

The cowhide of a mountain musician raised the corners of his mouth.

Lee Hwon's approach was welcome for him, who was leading gasoline instead of Akohchun.

"Look! The rear base chief, the god of Kang Ho, is also protesting against the moorings! Maehwa Prince Lee Hwon also claims to be a helper of his own family, so the old faction is also with us!"

Lee Hwon smiled in vain.

In other words, the name Maehwa Gunja attracts volcanoes and stirs them up. It wasn't wrong, but the words and deeds of bad luck made me feel much less guilty.

"Welcome! Welcome, my friend!"

Lee Hwon took a blow at the bad luck of the siege.

"You sound like a friend."

"Huh!"

Bad luck rushed to pull back, teasing both legs.

One: Isn't it a blow that Lee Hwon has made up his mind? Eventually the bad luck that caught him by the collar groaned.

"Soju!"

Gasoline from the villain swarmed like a swarm of ants.

Hana Yi Hwon had already opened the Amcheon-gunnimbo and landed at the point of confrontation between Murim-blind and Sandongak. Then, he gave both sides a hard-line message.

"From now on, if anyone moves before my words are finished, the life of the hostage cannot be guaranteed!"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun