Book 8 Chapter - 16

Shut up, cover your eyes, and let go of the history of the past.

You're gonna flip it around?

Changhong said with a creepy face. You must tell this story to your opponent.

It was like someone who was determined to give something.

"You know, they take root not only in the Black Islands, but also in our political circle.

It's the fact that I'm doing it. It's very, very secretive and invisible.

The black root."

"Hmm, do you mean kanse?"

Changhong nodded his head seriously.

"How on earth did they manage to take such deep roots, regardless of the circumstances?

It is still unclear whether it could be disembarked. But fifty years

I'm also a coward in the previous Operation Harassment.

There were a lot of people who were stabbed in the back out of the blue. What do you say, scary?

Don't you think so badly?

Ryu-Yeon nodded.

"Well, now I'm starting to find the story interesting."In Ryu-yeon's response, Changhong was bound to be stunned. But their

The story ends here and there.

Bang!

The sound that vibrates the whole classroom. And then it connects.

The deadly thirst that came from behind!

"Be quiet!"

He had no common courtesy like Mousabu. All manner and profanity.

It felt like he had become useless in front of him. Anyway, a lot of

It was obvious that it was a force.

With a scarred face, labor and management frowned bitterly, and looked at each other.

It was a life of a sting. It was a life of an awl.

Everyone was tense, swallowing dry saliva. I didn't recognize it.

The body was made like that by itself.

I felt like I was standing on the battlefield, not on the field of education.

"Wake up. You think this is a playground for kids? We're fooling around like this.

All you have to do is wait for death."

Labor and management did not say they would win. I can't win the volcano branch.

He didn't even say it. I just said, "I'm dying" in a nutshell.

But that one word can make the air in the classroom cold.

It was here.

"I'm going to start the class."

Finally, the first class of the Magumza nasty has begun.

A sharp, nasty look swept through the crowd. They're like...

The creepy impression that they're dissecting under his breath...

The eyes held a certain ear and a life at the same time.

"Are you complaining?"

A bleak voice reminiscent of a graveyard in the middle of the night.

"……."

There couldn't have been any complaints.

"Baekdo is a sword that saves people instead of a flesh sword that usually kills people."

It seeks to ()). Of course, it doesn't work. I'm gliding through the masking.

Your rainy days are full of idiots, but that kind of people are mostly shameless.

Usually ends up with a normal killer. It's supposed to be a weapon that gives people away.

Because it was made for the purpose of winning. It's supposed to be a disease to save.

It may violate the original purpose of the flag. That's why it's a sword.

Of course, if you stick to your original duty, you'll have to die.

It is bound to come down to flesh.

Then you guys will ask what a glide is. But I am asking the question.

I can't answer that. Because my murder to kill the black man.

It's a sword that lives in a way that's not decided how it works.

This is because he is not a sword that kills people.

I don't know the glide. That's not the way I'm going with what I'm after.

Because, frankly, Nobu thinks gliding is hypocrisy. oneself

It's absurd to save others when you can't control yourself!

So I can't teach you guys a glimpsary sword that's even questionable.

But if it's murder, it's murder, it's something I'll teach you.

And without learning the original meaning of the weapon, the sword of the glideal.

Don't make a fuss about it. All that stuff is just gross hypocrisy."

"But Mr. Manor! We're going to be walking on the right foot.

I've been taught that the essence lies in the sword and self-discipline."

It was surprisingly the Southern Palace statue who bravely refuted the nasty words. High

The weak gaze flew to Namgungsang like a Vido.

"Self-discipline?"

It was highly likely that what was hanging around the nasty mouth would be ridicule.

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"Self-discipline, that's great! I do not mean to deny that. Just theory anyway.

I wonder how many people can do it right, even if they've built it up a lot.But not at all. But if you can stay alive until then...

I won't stop you if you train me. If you live, if you live, if you live, if you live, if you live, if you live."

Now the officials were overwhelmed by nasty force. a nasty family

I said it as a part of it.

"First of all, you have to live. If you die, where do you go?

Can you do anything ideal like a dream of a path to a row? The Grim Reaper

Are you crazy? He's never been to a place he's never been to.

Mara, you want to live? Then it's simple. Kill others before you die.

That's enough. Faster than the opponent! And stronger than your opponent! Do you understand?"

No one opened their mouth while maintaining a grim silence. Attachment

I couldn't help but say that it was radical, extreme, radical.

Once again, the nasty is listening to his class with a cool look.

He looked through the crowd. His eyes glowed pitifully.

"But I'm telling you for sure here. What I'm after is clumsy.

It's not just a good, frameless, pretentious glimpses, but how much more...

It's faster, simpler, more power-free.

I mean, I'm pursuing a researching flesh sword."

The greater the Black Gate of Baekdo, the greater the focus is on overpowering rather than killing. that

That was the norm. Now the nasty is the opposite of them.

It's in the middle of a flag. His power and his life-threatening bureaucrats are sick and tired of it,

Now no one was thinking of refuting.

"What do you think death is?"

Suddenly it was Ryu-Yeon who was asked. I've been asked a random question.

He wasn't surprisingly flustered or surprised, though.

Even though it is.

Ryu-Yeon opened her mouth leisurely.

"It depends on the subject."

"Target?"

The look on the faces of the neighboring officials was like, "What kind of ghost is that?"

It showed a shout without a doubt.

"Yes, it depends on who I am or who I am called the enemy.

It means that the meaning of La Death is clearly different."

The eyes of the nasty were young. One of his eyebrows wriggled with interest.

It was a pretty odd guy.

"Whoa, why?"

For some reason, it could be interpreted as an absurdity. Quality

At the door, Ryu-Yeon did not hesitate to express his opinion.

"If the target is an enemy, then the dead man is the most silent, most...

Fast, fast, accurate, and never avoidable approaches.

I'll show you. And then he didn't even have time to notice.

I'll take my life and soul. Smoother than any woman's touch.

Cruelly...."

The eyes of labor and management were sinking deeper and deeper after hearing Ryu-Yeon.

What Ryu-Yeon is saying is that the most basic key to a murder.

It's the most basic thing that everyone knows and learns.

It wasn't like that either.

Ryu-Yeon without paying any attention to the condition of labor and management.

went on and on and on and on and on and on.

"But if the target is myself, then the "death" guy will take years.

It's called the slowest, the dullest, and the surest.

It would never be possible to take my soul without a sword.

Because myself and my own negligence won't tolerate it.Because of that's why."

It was a truly arrogant remark. Such a stranger.

The fact that you can say harsh words without changing the color of your face...

It was well deserved to be respected.

"What a madman! You're old looking up at your high self-esteem.

My neck bone is going to break. Your ridiculously high self-esteem.

Where the hell is the source of?"

The more nasty I look at him, the more cheeky he is.

He wasn't there. Stubborn in his class, famous for his strictness.

From one to ten!

"Of course it's skill!"

Once again, Ryu-Yeon can have the opportunity to show off his madness to the fullest.

There it was, with a big smile on his face, and he spoke out in public.

It made me feel like I wanted to shout it out.

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"……."

A cold silence enveloped me at the moment.

At this moment, everyone but Ryu-Yeon had this idea. Soon

A nasty superior will hit Ryu-Yeon's head vigorously. Now

That guy is dead. I'm going to clean up an invoice today!…

Perhaps everyone's mind resonated momentarily.

Still Ryu-Yeon looks nonchalantly at the nasty ice-pill.

Hae was making eye contact with himself. It's like blood spitting out at any moment.

Toys.

"Huh!"

A movement occurred in the body of the nasty man who was staying in the stationary time.

It's his whole body, like a ripple of stone thrown into a quiet lake.

It spread violently.

"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!"

That stinking, cold, cruel, nasty working man.

It was a powerful laugh that seemed impossible to get out of someone's body. Like honey

Everything in him was a burst of relentless laughter.

But even the laughter was terrifying to the listeners.

His movement, his back and his head back, burst into laughter.

Suddenly, it stopped as if it had been cut with a knife. His eyes are cold in the middle of nowhere.

I was giving off.

"You cheeky bastard!"

That was it. Then he added just one more word after that.

"Today's class is over!"

The class is over. But for Na-Yerin, there's a mystery that hasn't been solved.

But fortunately, the mystery came in person and asked her questions.

It looked like he was going to release it.

"Oh, Yerin! It is so nice to meet you. Now we can see each other in class.

I guess so."

Eun-Sulan smiled broadly at Na-Yerin, who sat next to him.

We're all done with class now, so we're all moving to the accommodation.

I was in the middle of.

"How did you get permission to attend the class?"

Na-Yerin asked with a curious face. It's impossible for her to be curious.

It wasn't.

Eun-seol-ran, a native of Heukdo and a fact-finding officer at Mt.Mudang.

You mean sitting in this gay classroom? That's to prepare for the volcano branch.

In a special training camp?

"It's not an audience, it's a class."

Eun Seol-ran kindly corrected Na-Yerin's words. In case of observation

It could end in a bun, but if it's a course, I'll keep taking it.

It was.

"I asked the owner to take a special course. Visionary transcription (秘傳傳)

I mean, if it's not, it's okay to hear it."

Then Margin's actions are a truly devastating surprise. I'll do it

It's not uncommon for a man named Margin to commit this kind of shock.The story was that he was not a character.

What on earth is Uncle Ma thinking about?'

Nayeran could not have guessed yet.

"What about the investigation?"

She wasn't a student at Cheonmugwan, she was a student of the Skygak School.

The identity was an investigator. Her current task is to study or train.

It was an investigation, not an investigation.

Eun Seol-ran spoke with confidence.

"I'm also a student. Students neglect their studies anytime, anywhere.

You can't stand it."

Even though it doesn't apply very well to reality.

Nevertheless, Na-Yerin is at a loss for words to refute.

"But how can you do that?"

Due to its nature, the special team had a lot of lessons that went deep. that

Runny had to be more burdened. Jafar's martial arts are supposed to be reckless.

It was a strong custom not to leak to wealth.

To put her in here at the risk of a seasonal leak.

Was there a reason?

"Oh, my God, that's why!"

Eun Seol-ran said in a fuss. How can you not know that?

It was, but Na-Yerin could not tell.

"How come?"

"Of course, all three of my law enforcement agents are in this group.

Joe!"

"Three people?"

If her memory is correct, Eun-Sullan's escort is for herself and Moy.

There were only two Hwi. I've never heard of anyone else.

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"Oh, Yerin, have you heard yet?"

Eun Seol-ran sang Na-Yerin in a friendly voice. The call is so natural.

I couldn't bring up anything else about him.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, my God, I didn't know that. I'm talking about him! Him!"

"He?"

At first Na-Yerin couldn't figure out who Eun-Sulan was referring to.

"Oh, my God, the last time there was an assassin's raid on the streets, we were able to...

You know the one who helped me. I'm sure the name of the association is... It's Ryu-Yeon.

Was it sour, maybe?"

"Yeah?"

Unexpected shock bursts right next to Na-Yerin, right next to her left and right.

It was something that came out. On both sides of Na-Yerin, he still hasn't changed his ridiculous face.

There was an old dog and a new dog. She's been next to Na-Yerin for a while now.

I was there, but I couldn't bring myself to interrupt Eun-Sullan's conversation, so I've been silent.

I was turning it on.

"He's...…."

I didn't just scream. It's just that Na-Yerin was surprised as well.

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'He's the same signal as me...….'

When Ryu-Yeon is involved, I feel like I'm breaking my composure. Na-Yerin.

He hated it. But I couldn't refuse it at will because it was ordered by my superiors.

Above all, there was a bigger problem that Eun Seol-ran asked for.

"Oh, my God, weren't you two close?"

Na-Yerin's head unknowingly turned toward Eunseolan.

"How do we come to that conclusion? What do you mean close?"

Na-Yerin could tell that his head was very confused. How

Is it possible to interpret that way only when I think about it? Still in Na-Yerin.

Geunsulan was a mystery.

"It seemed very close and intimate, did I see it wrong? Such

I was confident that it was quite accurate in the direction...…."

Na-Yerin looks at the other side of her mind through Eun-Sulan's eyes with a weary look.

Her face says that Eun Seol-ran's words contain her true feelings.

I was telling you.

Why is this not a joke?

She was only more confused.

murmured the silver egg."But it's not possible for anyone to allow such a kiss.

It's... ..."

Eventually, Eun-Sulan said what she shouldn't say. those too

Where there's someone who shouldn't go! The reaction was immediate.

"What?"

It was none other than an old man who suddenly screamed close to death.

She's gonna shake Eun-sullan's collar to see if it's true.

It was spouting steam.

"Oh my, oh my, oh my!"

Lee Jin-seol, who heard Eun Seol-ran's bombshell next to the old dog.

He was at a loss for words, holding on to the recalled ball. Any

These two seem to have accepted Eun-Sullan's information with conflicting emotions.

It was.

"Is that true? That son of a b*tc* who wouldn't want to tear him to me again.

You mean?"

The Old Order will tear a man apart from his one remaining eye.

Spewing mercilessly a terrifying life like a bay.

"Again, what? Oh, so this has happened again before?"

Eun-seolan's eyes sparkled with interest as she pushed away the life of a single old man.

She was a great lady.

"My guy right now...…."

The old man must be about to steal a sword and find some kind of son.

I'm going to go find him right now, and I'm going to find the whole area with the bad mouth.

I wanted to blow it up with a sword.

There's only one case in which a famous cold-hearted old man loses his temper.

It was about Na-Yerin, his lovely brother-in-law. She sleeps

I couldn't stand the harm that happened to God's brother-in-law. That.

I don't know who that is, but I think it's gonna make me angry.

All the more so.

"Hold it in."

It's the man who caught an old man who could commit a murder right now.

It was Na-Yerin.

"But buy-in!"

For once, she looked at Na-Yerin, asking her not to stop him.

But Na-Yerin shook her head quietly.

"That's all right. I was a little careless. That's all. that

It was nothing other than that."

Surprisingly, Na-Yerin smiled slightly. It's a self-help laugh.

But in it, an amazing and mysterious child who captivates the soul of man.

There was a faint charm in it.

"Buy...…."

Inevitably, the old man loosened his sword-clasping hands and drooped his shoulders.

I had no choice but to give up. That expression that makes you feel a faint sadness.

Na-Yerin, speaking of, could never disobey.

In this way, Ryu-Yeon is barely able to fight a knife fight with an old man.

I was able to avoid it.

By the way…….

"Hello!"

It was none other than Ryu-Yeon who sang the girls gladly. Tiger

Ryu-Yeon said he would come when Lee spoke of it was exactly like that. The order of self-imposed punishment.

I almost pulled out the sword reflexively if I were a marter. But holding his hand,

Na-Yerin's hand saved him from the brink of attempted murder. that

But that didn't relieve his anger. But without hesitationally,

I couldn't even vent my anger. Above all, Ryu-Yeon is not alone, but quite.

Because I've put some great names next to me. A case in point is

Mo Yong-hwi of the Chiljeol Shingdharma and Namgung Statue of the Manchu danju. Besides that, filial piety

There were many people, including the dragon and Changhong, but the one who was caught in the eyes of the old man was...

That's about it.

Fortunately, using two friends as shields, Ryu-Yeon used a knife fight with an old man.It was avoidable. Friend is also very useful when necessary.

It was a useful thing.

"Oh my god! Look over there."

Suddenly excited Lee Jin-seol hopped and pointed a finger at one side.

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"Kkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Oh, my God! Lol!

A couple of women babbling around a man.

It was going—it was loud enough to make my ears race.

"Who is it?"

Na-Yerin asked.

"Oh, you don't know? The most popular man in the world these days.

This time, the youngest man in charge of the swan sword, the bayonet wolf.

Mr. Han, you didn't know?"

Na-Yerin's face was expressionless. As if Lee Jin-seol lost.

He shook his head. But Na-Yerin said once again that the delay...

It was an opportunity to look at labor and management. Na-Yerin's eyes caught the eye.

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"Young man!"

First of all, I'm not sure how old he really is, but it's not Mousabu.

He looked so young. I can't imagine it being Mousabu.

He didn't look like he was leaving. Besides, Na-Yerin, I don't know, general skills.

From June, he was a very common handsome man.

This is when the flock of sparrows, reminiscent of the Ryu-Yeon group, was found to beheaded.

It was coming up to the place.

The "kkkk" chatter was coming closer and closer, threateningly.

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Just as there is light in the world, there is darkness, and if there is a negative, there is a positive.

do.

This labor and management, called bayonet ribbing, is the opposite of the devilishness.

It was so-called super popular labor and management.

He is very handsome. And he was very young.

And it was a great feat. Still the youngest Mousabu he's ever set up.

Lim's record was yet to be broken by anyone. His beauty and insight.

Because of his youth, spirit, passion, and passion, there's always a lot of women around him.

There was no end to the babbling of girls around him.

And he's not bored with the ribbons, and he's dealing with them one by the way.

It seemed to get worse day by day.

"Wolf, sir! You're lucky enough to bring a turning point in your life.

Have you ever met a famous case?"

One girl asked. Don't be curious about anything about yourself.

Especially in this form of question, people's hidden stories and important stories.

It is very useful because there is a high probability of hearing one case.

"Of course."

With a smile on his face, Rip-han replied.

"Meeting him was a big turning point in my life. Him

After Manago, I realized how little I was.

Joe."

The procrastination spoke in a cheesy voice.

"Who is that?"

An inn asked with an innocent face. Maybe it's because I'm still young.

It looks like it's lighting up your face).

"Whoo... I don't know. It's a secret."

The procrastination grinned out of proportion to his age. Hats on his white teeth.

The light struck and shone brilliantly. The women screamed, and they were around.

The men who turned on the food had to rule first and foremost.

It's bad luck! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It was a common feeling for the male audience watching.

The ribbons are the first thing you can't see in your thirties.

It was the face inside. He had no fear of his own popularity.

Despite her 30-year-old death, she still has the fresh youth and beauty of a teenager.He had nothing to fear from the greatest tax-saving effort. then

Strangely enough, he's always surrounded by women's crowns like butterflies.

Of course, in the words of some of the men's halls, 'What butterfly is that butterfly is that? Welsh onion

Lizzie!' But the fact that he's on the right track has changed.

There wasn't.

That's why you're brave enough to be reckless, like the cute smile you just had.

It is something that can be done without hesitation.

It was tantamount to torture to just sit back and watch such behaviour. woman

They may be crazy, but for guys like Ryu-yeon and Hyorong, it's...

To put up with something was a great use of patience, close to infinity.

The patience of Hyorong, who had no choice but to watch, is almost at a critical point.

This kind of torture against humanity deserves to be banned.

It was.

"Well... you can do such a creepy thing without hesitation.

You...."

It was truly more terrifying than any new mastermind.

Hyorong hugged his shoulder to see if it was creepy. And then on his arm...

I shook off the goosebumps. Why do women have to do that?

Hyorong doesn't understand the psychology of some special women.

And above all, Lee Jin-seol is enthusiastic about Leop-han.

I didn't like that.

Hyorong is keen that the delay will move away from here quickly, even at least half an angle.

I prayed.

Squeak! Like this!

The rusty hinge sounded with a sharp sound of iron. Disgusting a person's nerves

It was a sound that stimulated me to do so. I thought I'd at least grease it. High

Yak thought so as he entered his room.

The room was dark and desolate. Weak stays in the room for now.

I lit a lamp to drive out the darkness I was doing.