Chapter - 442 Episode 442. What kind of bandit is this? (2)

"Hahahahaha!"

At the sight of King Greenim, who was laughing his head off, his disciples exchanged strange eyes.

That huge size and a formidable appearance.

Considering the momentum, I'd have to shake my body at this laugh, but...….

I miss you.

'Prince, did you die well?’

'It's a long way to South Bay.’

It was the disciples of Hwasan who felt rather strange nostalgia.

The smiling King of Green Rim also felt awkwardly unable to smile, as if he had noticed their appearance.

"……Well."

I was a little embarrassed in his eyes. His disciples understood as well.

I'm sure it is.'

I've never met anyone who reacted like this to you.’

Of course, Hwasan's disciples would have reacted differently if they had never seen such a person before. Like when I first met Maeng So, the Beast Palace owner.

"Hmm."

King Noklim coughed loudly and opened his mouth with a heavy voice.

"Which of you is the Hwasan Divine Dragon?"

"It's me?"

"Hmm, you?"

King Greenim looked up and down at Chung-Myung.

"You don't look too strong."

"Yes, that's what I was thinking!"

"…What did you say?”

"We were on the same wavelength. I think we'll get along surprisingly well.”

Chung-Myung laughed. King Greenim stared at him with strange eyes.

"As I've heard, he's arrogant."

"Oh? Did you hear my rumor?”

"There's a lot of talk going on about the Hwasan Divine, and I can't help but listen to it. The rumor was so loud that it spread to the mountains.”

"Hehe. I'm not that great of a person."

Don't like it!

"Is that a ghost who died because he couldn't be praised in his previous life.’

At that time, King Noklim's eyes sank a little. It has been a long time since the smile on his face cooled down.

'You're angry.'

'I'd be angry, too.’

"Yeah, I heard you asked me to come to you if I wanted to keep playing bandits.”

"Am I?"

"I heard so."

Chung-Myung looked back at Baek Cheon and tilted his head.

"Did I say that?”

“…….”

“…….”

"I think I'll remember…….”

The tip of King Greenim's beard began to tremble.

"How dare you despise me when I asked you to see me?”

King Greenrim burst out. The building vibrated and poured out dust to see how loud the sound was.

"I tried to be nice to you because you defeated the people who deserve to be beaten to death! How dare you!"

"Oh, calm down. Maybe you can't think of people."

"…This guy?"

"What's the point of saying that or not? The important thing is that I have something to talk to you about.”

King Noklim stood up and stared at Chung-Myung with eyes that seemed to kill him. However, Chung-Myung stared straight at the green-rimmed king with a face of no discouragement.

After a while, King Greenim relieved his spirits.

"…...he's a man of his own strength."

And leaned back on the giant chair.

"So, what do you want to say? I will listen to you in consideration of your contributions."

"It's not much of a story. But it's a tempting story.”

"Hm?"

"Don't you want to make some money?"

"Money?"

"Yes, Don. Of course you're interested, aren't you? Green Forest is doing this to make money."

"Well."

"Now, what this means is...….”

"Wait!"

"Huh?"

King Greenlim waved his hand with a sour face.

"If that's the case, it's not with me. A beef disease!

"Yay!"

Yes?

Chung-Myung turned his head towards the answer. The door burst open and a man rushed inside."You called... Cough! Cough! Ouch, you cough! Cough!"

The man kept his mouth shut and coughed while running.

"Cough! Hey. Aichui!"

Chung-Myung looked at the man with blank eyes.

What's this?

He was obviously not in harmony with such a mountain house.

The school uniform I was wearing was a little worn out, but it was kept clean without a trace. In addition, the fan in his hand was in tatters, but still gracefully fluttering.

The crown on the head was slightly wrinkled like a t-shirt, but it wouldn't let a strand of hair fall down.….

"Achyyyah!

Oh, it's dripping.

Anyway, it's neat.

But what was more impressive was a pale complexion and a dark eye, not a speck of blood.

"…Are you sick?"

"Cough cough! Never mind. I'm usually a little weak, so...….”

“…….”

In fact, the chicken neck looked weak as if it could not be twisted. Anyway, other than that, he looked like a typical loser.

"Did you call me?"

"They're talking about money. I hate trouble, so you deal with it."

"Yay! I'm the expert at that! I'll start with arithmetic, astronomy and countervailing, and...….”

"Noisy! Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"

"Yep."

The man turned his eyes to Hwasan's disciples with a slightly sullen face. Then, he smiled brightly as if he had never done it before.

"Oh, my God! Nice to meet you, sealers. I'm a sick boy who is an assistant to King Greenlim!"

"An assistant?"

Whoosh!

The man opens the fan, covers his mouth, and whispers softly.

"King Greenlim is so good that he doesn't care about small things like counting. So you can talk to me."

“…….”

Baek Cheon smiled pleasedly.

You look like a drowned rat.’

No, if you look closely, it's not that there aren't any people. The delicate facial line and pale skin gave off a mysterious charm without a manly taste.

"Hehehe! It's an honor to meet the heroes of Hwasan! You don't know how much my heart beat when I heard about you guys. Besides, I'm almost sick of hearing that you've wiped out all the d*mn bastards of the bay."

However, that obsequious attitude and a sly smile were all shattered. The bent waist, slightly bent legs, and hands gathered tightly enough to look desperate made the viewer feel weak.

"…I don't think he's in a place like this."

At Baek Cheon's words, the beef soldier threw his eyes at the small window with a slightly sad look on his face.

"……there are so many people in the world who have stories?"

"The story is frozen to death."

King Greenlim snorted while watching from behind.

"I saved the man who was hanging from his death because he couldn't give me a grade in the past, and he's telling me his story.”

"……No, I'm asking you to keep it a secret…….”

"It's noisy, so do your job!"

"Yay! Is there any possibility?"

Hwasan's disciples closed their eyes tightly.

I'm screwed here, too.

What a mess.

As expected, it did not seem to be a proper gatekeeper here.

"So you want to do business with us?"

"Yes. That's right.

"Hmm. Hmm. If you're Hwasan, I know that it's a conduit where noble monks live, but you want to do business with a bunch of beetles like us. What a weird thing to do.""Scarlet?"

When King Greenlim shook his eyes, the beef bottle looked back with a little.

"Hehe. That's what you're saying, horse.”

"Is this guy really under-hit?"

"…I'm sorry."

The platoon asked Chung-Myung again with a sullen face.

"…so business?"

Chung-Myung shrugged and opened his mouth.

"We're preparing for a shipping business.”

"Transportation! Transportation? Are you opening a ticket office in Hwasan? We have a good relationship with the national team. Friendship grows in the money that comes and goes."

"Oh, not to the point of signature. It's just literally a shipping business. My goal is to deliver small items quickly.”

At the moment, the eyes of the beef soldier sparkled.

"Small stuff……Hurry up. Ho-ho?

Then he grinned at the moment's notice.

"That's an interesting idea. Apparently, the goal is to deliver long distances quickly."

"Oh! You understand right away. That's right!"

"Hm. Then, is it your turn?"

"Someone else will do the transfer.”

The platoon frowned as if it were unexpected.

"Quick is life, but you don't do it yourself?"

"I've got someone with a quick mind."

"Oh, yes! Yes!"

The beef soldier nodded his head.

"I understood. So in order to get to the shortest distance, we have to ignore all the kwando and cross the mountain and cross the water and go straight, but we're worried that there's going to be a problem because we have our territory in between, right?"

"That's perfect for you!"

"I was surprised. Oh, my God, you have this idea. It's obviously a business for dignitaries and objectors."

Chung-Myung looked at the beef cattle as if he was really surprised.

"Wow, you're so smart."

"Ha ha ha. It's normal, normal."

The beef soldier lifted his chin with a slight stride. Chung-Myung shone his eyes with the force of clapping his hands.

"Wow, it's been a while since I've liked you. Don't you want to drop the bandit and come to Hwasan? I could do a better job of hitting the green light."

"Hahaha. Thank you for saying that, but I know my subject. An caterpillar needs to eat pine needles. Do you have the grace you received from Green Rim?"

"I could give you a gold on the moon."

A beef soldier rushed in and grabbed Chung-Myung's hand.

"How can I just eat pine needles again? Sometimes I eat other things, too. Can I leave right now?"

"Yes, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The unbearable king of green forest rose from his seat and shouted.

"Can't you work properly before you hit the view!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

The shoulder-shrinking beef soldier whispered quietly to Chung-Myung.

"I'm sorry about that. He's a bit impatient."

"…It's easy to die of a mismatch so far."

"It was a difficult time.”

The beef soldier stared at Ho Gong with faint eyes.

Meanwhile, while watching the two, Baek Cheon shuddered at the sudden chill.

"What is it?"

Why are they so good at this?

When I looked around, I found that other death sentences felt similar.

I've never seen Chung-Myung get along with him.’

It's almost a perfect match.

It's different from the Beast Palace Lord.’

If the Beast Palace Lord was a perfect match for Chung-Myung in terms of protection, he was like...…it was like pieces that fit together in terms of playfulness.

"So…… Cough! Come on, again...Cough! Cough! Hey! d*mn it, cough! What the f*ck!"

A beef bottle, which was coughing, gulped down the water as it dragged the tiger bottle in the back.

"Kaa! I like cold water."

“…….”

Baek Cheon's eyes were cramping up. At this point, even if they are brothers, they can believe it."Anyway!"

The beefman grinned and said to Chung-Myung.

"So you want to ask for green light's understanding when you're in business, right?”

"Yes, exactly."

"Good, good. Actually, what's the difference? Isn't the green forest business protecting the end of a dangerous mountain that is swarming with animals?"

"…Protection?"

"Let's say yes. Come on, what are you picking so deeply?"

The beef soldier shrugged and shivered.

"As long as you pay the protection tax, I can help you. So how much are you going to pay? To make sure that not only the seventy-twenties that are spread out in the world, but also the little living quarters that are not fit in the seventy-twenties can pass without any trouble.… Phew, I can't afford this?"

The way he looked at Chung-Myung was significant.

"It looks like you're going to take a pretty good care of this."

Chung-Myung grinned at that.

"What, money doesn't matter.”

"That's right, that's right. Confucius says that a noble man is not talking about money when he is dating a close friend! Cough! That's exactly what it means! It's been a while since I've met a big man, you soldier! It's so refreshing.…. Cough, cough! Cough!"

A sick student, who was coughing as if he were throwing up his guts, moaned, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.

"Tsk tsk. I'll die like this. I'm going to die."

The soldier who folded the handkerchief finely shone his eyes again.

"Come on, so give it to me. I'd like to give you a discount since it's been a while since I've met someone I like, but as you know, I'm also hired to serve King Green Lim, so I can't give you a discount on my own."

"Well."

Then Chung-Myung looked at the student with a strange smile.

"I've changed my mind a little.”

"What?"

"I was going to tell you not to touch me after giving me enough money, but from the way things are going, I thought I could open it up a little big.”

"Ho-ho."

He smiled as if he liked the soldier and gently moved his fan.

"A big game is always welcome. So, which edition do you mean?"

The corners of Chung-Myung's mouth rolled up even more.

"But I don't think this is just a story to share with the military. I think I should talk to King Green Lim."

"Oh, my God, my king of green forests is weak on this side.….”

"You don't seem to understand what I'

"What?"

Folding the waving fan, the soldier tilted his head.

"I want to talk to King Green Lim. "Green Forest King."

The soldier stared at Chung-Myung with a smile at his stern words.

"Green Forest King?"

"Yes."

"You know that, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Since when?"

"A while ago?"

A sighing Byeongseo student pushed the fan into the coffin and scratched his head.

"Ha, that's weird. I don't usually know."

Hwasan's disciples just stared blankly at the situation of going back without knowing the English language.

What are you talking about?’

Suddenly I don't understand at all.

At that time, the soldier turned around and walked to the place where King Noklim was sitting.

Then King Noklim shook his eyes.

"You son of a b*tc*! I'm sure I'll get it done.….”

"Hey, you got caught, man! Don't make a fool of yourself and come out!"

"What do you mean by that right now?….”

"I got you, you son of a b*tc*! Get out!"

A soldier kicked the green-rimmed king.

"Oh, my God!"

Then the giant green-rim king bounced off the chair and rolled on the floor.

"Oh, come on."

The beefman grumbled and threw away the coffin he was wearing on his head. His hair dripped down and tangled roughly.

Chin

Soon after, from his small body in a leopard-decorated chair, a different mood began to flow out."Let me reintroduce."

Hwasan's disciples swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

"Then what about the author?"

Nothing has changed in particularly.

However, the platoon sitting cross-legged on the throne did not seem to be the man they had ever seen. I can't believe that a person can change this much just by changing his expression and posture.

The beef soldier snubbed in a dignified voice.

"I am Im Soyong, the king of green forest, the owner of green forest 70 vegetables. Wasan's little...…. Cough! Cough! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh, I'm dying! Cough! Cough! Argh! Water! Bring me water! Water!"

“…….”

Baek Cheon looked at Im Sobyong with cloudy eyes.

I thought it was going to work.’

That's right.

Ugh.