Volcanic Spirit

The appearance of strangers is bound to arouse vigilance.

The fireman of Cheonsubang paused, and Chang Do-fa's successor crept up to help.

Hana Lee Hwon and Yeh Young-young continued their conversation as if they had forgotten about Hyuk-ryeon-style.

"Oh, my! Hwangbo, my brother. I didn't hear you were coming. If I had known, I would have gone first."

Yeh Young-young regained her composure with Lee Hwon's appearance.

Her hand gestures and breathing, the narrow range of eyes and the angle of the corners of her mouth combined to give off her beauty. People around him were glimpsed by his bright beauty, which was called Samhwa.

Lee Hwon's face was smiling, but the whole sound was so sour that it was irritating.

[Did you poop?]

[Are you upset that I told you about my face?] I was raised as a merchant before a woman. You need to give off this beauty to lead your opponent's favor.]

In Yeh Young-young's message, Lee Hwon burst into a good laugh.

"Why don't the Cheongdodangdan and I come first?"

"Ho-ho, that's true, too."

Ye Young-young skillfully responded to Lee Hwon's performance.

Lee Hwon's message almost ruined the results of his long training.

[I thought it was cheap now because I was moaning like a dog in need of poop.]

[I didn't know he'd be ostracized this much, and I didn't know his insanity. And merchants have no choice but to receive this level of disregard and contempt wherever they are. It's my side that's too bad.]

Ye Young-young also smiled unlike her inner self.

At the same time, he covered his mouth with his sleeves and smiled with his eyes.

The face of Seo Woo-ryeon, the suitor of the Hyeokryeon style, was distorted, and soon shouted.

"Are you going to leave that naughty girl alone?”

The fireman of Cheonsubang made a suggestion to Yeh Young-young, wary of Yi Hwon.

"You'd better sit down and continue talking, promising to meet an acquaintance next time."

It meant that if we keep going like this, we will not see a good thing.

"Haha, if you're Young-young's friend, I'll join you."

Lee Hwon stole a spot first.

[What are you going to do?]]

[Very odd words and deeds, but not enough.]

[No, then I have to ask them to open the way, but I can't help it. We're the ones who're sad about it.]

[The merchant can, but the devil can't.]

Ye Young-young shrugged and sat down as if she had no choice.

Ho Jung-cheong did not like Lee Hwon's recklessness, but endured Ye Young-young to frighten her. If this goes well, he and Hyeokryeon style will be able to grab a large amount of money for a long time.

"Yes, Soser, Kang Ho's work is solved according to Kang Ho's directions. It's not much different just because it's a political faction. It's considered unreasonable, and there's a point where you have to understand if it looks like it's going to be a loss. Even if this goes wrong, we won't forget the kindness that Yes Soser has shown us."

Yeh Young-young saved her words with her arms folded.

I left this work to Lee Hwon.

Let's see what the devil's way is.’

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead while drinking alcohol on the table.

"Ah! Were you in any kind of contract?”

Yeh Young-young explained her situation to Lee Hwon, who is consistently ignorant.

Yi Hwon gnawed his teeth with a branch after eating the skewers. Then he pulled out quite a big chunk and said with a pleasant smile.

"Of course that's good.”

Ye Young-young opened her eyes wide.

Hana Lee Hwon added words without caring.

"Let's do that. Do you agree?"

Hyuk-ryeon-pung nodded reluctantly and accepted with an expression of regret.

"Yes, Soser, what does he mean?"

Yeh said with a nod.

"It's going to be like Hwangbo or brother said.”

Ho Jung-cheng smiled and held out the contract he had taken out of his arms.

He didn't even hide that he planned this at all.

But Lee Hwon tore up the contract without looking at it.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't need this. If you spoke according to Kang Ho's law, you should keep it. Now! Let's make a contract. The Cheongdo Brigades can always pass through the Changgang River safely. And every time, he shows his sincerity in the house including the Gyoryong Sega. What else is there? Ah! Yes, provide accommodation and board for merchants who will be tired of going up. What do you say?"

Bang!

Ho Jung-cheon stood up, smashing the table.

"You! Who the hell are you? Do you think this is a joke?"

The fire-fighting owner of Cheonsubang and the successor of Jang Do-pa jumped up and tried to approach Lee Hwon. One they sat down with a scream before they could take a step. Blood spurted from both right-footed knees.

"Uh, my leg."

Lee Hwon looked up at Hojeongcheon Stream, touching the table as if he were beating with a branch.

"Sit down. We're in the middle of a deal.

Unlike until now, Ho Jung-cheon's cool voice faltered unknowingly.

"There's a point where you think it's unreasonable, and even if it looks like you're going to lose, you have to accept it. That's what it is now."

"Do you know who we are?"

Lee Hwon said with his mouth raised.

"I won't forget the kindness shown by Gyeryong Sega and Okhwa Sanjang through this."

Hyuk-ryeon-pung belatedly opened his eyes wide after paying attention to Lee Hwon. Whenever the opponent shook a branch, the thick table crushed like tofu. Nevertheless, no one noticed it.

"Ho!"

He tried to warn Ho Jung-cheng, but it was after he had already rushed toward Yi Hwon. And as opposed to a spirited rush, I began to struggle on my own after being twisted.

"Whew."

Lee Hwon spoke to Yeh Young-young with his feet on Ho Jeong-cheon's head.

"We don't judge. Selling goods?"

“······.”

"Then sell it for a bargain. Don't think about your opponent's situation, do what you want to do. We're gathered for that."

Ye Young-young saved her words.

Lee Hwon showed how the life of a merchant and a demon is different, and showed options. Now whatever she chooses, Lee Hwon won't mind. Such a proposal was also possible because she was called the forehorse anyway.

That's the way it is.

If you want to sell something, sell it.

But I felt at ease.

In the meantime, the wind of the revolution slowly handed over a word.

"Hwang Bo-ra, is Hwang Bo-se from Shandong? You're making fun of the world of coryonsense. I guess you don't want to die in my name for doing some strange trick in the middle of the political wave."

Lee Hwon grinned and banged the branches off.

Argh!

Hyeokryeonpung reacted like a successor to Kyoryongse.

I drew the sword and put it diagonally.

I had no doubt that the branches would split.

As soon as I hit a branch, my hand disappeared.

As soon as the sword broke, the finger bone was crushed, and the wrist and elbow were dislocated. The pain spread all over the body through the body.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

Lee Hwon kicked the table as it was.

The Hyeokryeon wind rolled around with the table and let out a scream.

"Fung's brother!"

Seo Woo-ryeon pulled out the sword.

Hana flew out of the black window at Lee Hwon's gesture, and had to be slapped five times in a moment.

Argh!

"Ahhhh!"

At the same time, applause came.

Lee Hwon laughed at Yeh Young-young clapping her hands.

"Ah! Was it your share?"

"No. I don't have a hobby in hitting. By the way, have a drink."

"You think I'll wait for their waterproofing."

Yeh Young-young smiled.

"It's our way to start once and finish."

Lee Hwon offered an empty glass instead of an answer, and Yeh Young-young filled the bottle. The second floor of Cheongunnu was already empty, and it was only after he fled that he could travel among the members of the Hyeokryun style.

"Are you going to keep doing that?"

"Would you come at me with your face?"

"I can't stop you."

"That's why he's a monster. The devil goes beyond common sense.”

Yeh Young-young laughed at Lee Hwon's flabby face.

"Like large-scale drinking?"

Only then did Lee Hwon raise his lip.

"Now we have some communication."

The revolutionary wind groaned incessantly in pain.

Now that he has injured his right arm, which is considered everything to be a warrior, it would be a long way to go back to its former glory. Therefore, I stared at Lee Hwon with a lonely eyes.

'My father is nearby. Now that you've heard the news, you'll be right back, so you kites should laugh as much as much as you can. I will make you not dead soon, not alive, not alive!"

And after a while, the area around Chungun-ru was noisy.

One became silent as if everything had disappeared.

You're here!

Hyuk-ryeon-pung raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed loudly as he saw the fighters coming in through the stairs and windows. In addition to Gyoryongse, Cheonsubang and Jangdopa, the uninhabited Okhwasan Mountain, a family of Hojeongcheong, came in. There are more than a hundred people who have come in, and there must be a greater number of people outside.

"Confucian!"

The elder of the Gyoryongsei hurriedly added to the revolutionary spirit. Hyuk-ryeon-pung shouted, pushing the elder trying to cure him.

"Catch that bastard first!"

Chaeng-chaeng-chaeng-chaeng-chaeng-chaeng!

As the pleural fluid was pointed out, life everywhere rose like wildfire.

Hana Lee Hwon is still serving Yeh Young-young and only savors alcohol.

"Let's buy some bottles of this and go up."

"I'll have Dong ready."

"You buy it with your own money, right?"”

"Of course. I can't live with debt.”

Lee Hwon snorted at Yeh Young-young's response.

"Can you believe what the merchant said?”

Love, love, love!

At that moment a long sword passed through Lee Hwon. The sword was thrown by an elder who supported the revolutionary wind. Still, he meant that he would not attack his opponent who showed his back to the political faction.

"What is it?"

Lee Hwon's irritated question opened the elder's eyes thinly.

If he had eyes and ears, he would have known that hundreds of people had surrounded him. So it was clear that he was confident or crazy. But I couldn't guess which way.

"Is it you who made Confucius this way?"

"Uh. That's it for the conversation. Tell him to come to Gaza."

"You bastard! You've attacked Confucius, and you're trying to annihilate him! Let it go, ······."

The elder blurted the end of his words.

I can't see it, but my back was cool.

"I showed it to you on purposely. If you tried to hide..."

As soon as Lee Hwon smiled, the elder knelt on one knee.

It was not until he saw blood coming out of his lap that the pain came in.

"Laughing!"

"Yong Elder!"

When the elder groaned, the Gyolyons attacked Yi Hwon without reserve. Without the elder stopping, a dozen fighters threw up blood and bounced off. It happened without knowing what had happened, as if a tiger trampled an ant.

"Stop! Stop! Bring the housekeeper."

A few of his men backed away at the elder's grind.

He asked, forced to endure the pain after he had sent his men out.

"I don't know where the deceased is, but why are you doing this?”

Since the publication of the Manmaejeon, countless people have learned the essence of the world. Some have changed overnight, while others have changed slowly. And as a result, the Danggeum Gangho was an unprecedented number of journalists. The balance of power, which had been strong for hundreds of years, has completely collapsed. Now, there was no need to invest a long time in learning the martial arts, and there was no reason to visit Gupao. So people rather avoided quarrels and spared themselves. Even though it may seem trivial on the surface, it is hard to know what kind of master it is.

"There was a misunderstanding."

"Do you misunderstand?"

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"We were in the middle of a deal.”

The wind of the revolution raged like evil.

"Don't lie! Didn't you ask me to give you the Long River?"

Lee Hwon nodded his head gently.

"Oh, that's right."

The elder could not relax his guard at the sight of Lee Hwon, who was relaxed.

"Who are you?"

Then someone went up the second floor of Cheongunru and shouted.

"It doesn't matter who he is! The home of the political faction and the festival of the Gang Ho-in have done this evil without cause, so it will soon be enough to die!"

The tiger's eyes and the bear's face glared at Lee Hwon.

Hyeokryeongwang, the master of the Gyoryongsei family.

He shouted as if he were sentencing Lee Hwon.

"You would have been prepared when you did this without cause!"

Lee Hwon shrugged and said.

"Who says there's no justification?"

"What?"

Hyeok Ryun-kwang narrowed the gap between Lee Hwon's provocative remarks.

Yi Hwon uttered a word as if to discuss the truth of the sunrise in the east and sunset in the west.

"My existence is a cause.”

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun