Giyeon dominated 9

"You found money to import the gisaengs, changed their views, and now you're supplying sagiju to Cheonsangru?"

Wangchil summarised what Do Tongdal stated.

"yes. If you merely bring Jang Dae-hyeop, the angle will be approximately."

"Did you actually save money to bring the gisaengs, then change your mind and decide to furnish sagiju to Cheonsangru?"

Do Tong-dal gazed around the office while glancing at Wang Chil.

"Where have the parrots gone?" "Why do I keep hearing the same thing?"

"Hey! Because I don't think so! Is it possible to solve those three problems in a single day? "The con artist is an unexpected lottery ticket!"

Seo Wang-soo concurred.

"It's almost a miracle, and it's almost certainly a lie." But the Master isn't stupid enough to tell a lie that will be exposed soon... It's got to be a miracle."

"He's a liar!" You're stupid enough to tell lies that will be exposed soon!"

When Seo Wang-soo raised his voice, he hit Jo Pyeong-do in the back of the head.

"I told you to make sure you treat the leader, you bastard!"

Jopyong-do was defended by Do Tong-dal.

"Will that happen overnight?" "I'm fine."

Jo Pyeong Island is not particularly attractive. Is it simply the power of the strong?

According to Seo Wang-soo.

"I believe the most pressing issue right now is to prevent Gwanghaebong from harming the gisaengs."

Because that is all Gwanghaebong can do at the moment. Do Tong Moon gave a nod.

"Yes. If we are unable to supply the gisaengs, Cheon Sang-ru can return to the Baekdong branch or leave Jeok-ho-hoe and change ships to Haerang-hoe."

Neither of them could prevent Gwanghaerohaesaso's demise.

"If Gwanghaebong is Haekoji, even Jangdaehyeop cannot completely stop it." I'll run around frantically, but a courtesan will be injured."

Wangchil explained.

"I'll take care of it."

"how?"

"I've been a member of the Red Tiger Association for 20 years, but I have no contacts at headquarters." It's not a big request; it's like cutting the inside out, but it needs to stop."

Wang Chil inquired of Do Tong Dal.

"But are you sure you can bring Jang Dae-hyup?"

"I believe it is possible...."

"How come the answers are so hazy?"

"Jangdaehyeop is usually strong. He would be at the level of a first-class master even if he went to Moorim."

"Isn't that fine?" "How could you possibly have lasted ten seconds in someone's hands like that?"

"I'm doing my best."

"There will be no one in the world who is not a master if you work hard for a few days and become good at fighting!" We won't be able to stay at Cheonsangru for even ten days if you don't come to Jangdaehyeop!"

Whether it was Gwanghaebong or Haeranghoe, the Gwanghwa-ro Maritime Office was responsible for putting a stop to the daily acts.

If it fails to perform its duties, the Gwanghwa-ro Maritime Office must leave Cheonsangru.

"Don't you worry about me because I'm fighting a master like that?"

"If you're not going to accompany Jang Dae-hyeop, die there."

* * *

Do Tong-dal came to a halt in the hills in an empty lot. The night bugs were singing courtship songs under the full moon.

He took the knife from his waistband. He had dozens of wounds on his hand, which was holding the hilt of his sword.

It was a prize for being friendly with Carl even when he was pooping. Do Tong-dal stood up and closed his eyes, holding the knife in reverse.

The freshness of the forest faded away, as did the cries of night bugs.

As the five senses faded, the sixth sense stepped in. The sensation of her former flesh washed over her like water from her toes.

Do Tong-dal recalled the Jeon-sal-gwi period in his mind. It was a seaside resort town. Pirates were a frequent occurrence in the rather large fishing village, which housed over a hundred households.

I was sent to that village one day, three years after arriving on the battlefield.

Eighty pirates stepped onto the sandy beach in three boats. Fifty friendly soldiers met the enemy on the dazzling white sandy beach.

cursed at each other. I didn't understand a word, but I knew it was a curse word, so it didn't matter.

And a fight ensued. The first waegu that Do Tong-dal encountered struck his sword at the top of his head.

Swoop-.

At that time, as on the sandy beach, Dotongdal moved. The battle at the time was recalled with strange clarity.

The sword wielded by Raegu grazed his shoulder and fell down. At that moment, Dotongdal, who closed the distance, plunged a knife into the guy's neck.

A surprising amount of blood gushed from the neck where the carotid artery had been cut. Suddenly, the night bugs stopped crying. It is because of the life that the dotongdal emits.

After taking three steps, a knife was swung around his neck. Dotong Dal, who bowed his waist and took a big step forward, cut the inside of the pirate's thigh with a knife.

Cutting the aorta anywhere in the body has the same effect as stabbing the heart.

At that time, the sense of cutting the wako was vividly revived. The third raider couldn't hurt him either.

The attack from the bottom to the top was quite sharp, but it was not enough to kill Dotongdal.

I turned round and went back behind him and put a knife in his back. It pierced through the flesh and dug into the bones, and the feeling of touching the organs was pleasant.

The sword dance in the mountains continued. Do Tongdal's movements that reproduced the movements at that time became more skillful and faster.

The sword's shadow, which covered a radius of one sheet, was so dense that even falling raindrops would bounce off it.

That day, they fought a full half-fight on the sandy beach, and the sword dance in the mountains continued for the same amount of time.

The whole body of Do Tong-dal, who stopped moving with a big breath, was drenched in sweat.

Even though I found the sense of the former flesh demon, I didn't become as strong as I did then. It's because the body couldn't fully follow the spirit.

Still, I would be able to get 10 seconds of Jangyu Island. I don't know exactly how strong Jangyu Island is, but I'll probably get it.

* * *

The man Gong So-seong brought with him was a huge man, well over six feet tall.

The bumpy muscles told me that I had trained for a long time.

"My name is Won Tae-hyeon, who is in charge of our Haeranghoe branch."

Won Tae-hyeon greeted Jangyu Island in a casual voice.

"Thank you for today."

Gong So-seong said to Jang Yu-seom, who was greeting each other.

"It may not be the strongest in Haeranghoe, but it will have no shortage of winning 10 seconds of Jangdaehyeop."

"You look strong."

To Jang Yu-reply, seom's Do Tong-dal thought, 'But it's not enough.'

If the opponent was a knave, Won Tae-hyun was a strong enough opponent. However, it was not enough for Jang Yu-seom, who had learned real martial arts.

Go-su recognised Go-su, let alone Ha-su.

Gong Soseong looked around the yard of Jangyu Island's house and said.

"This place is a little small, shall we move?"

"I think this will be enough."

"Well, most of the places where the black society fights are narrower alleys than this. "Ha ha ha!"

Gong So-seong burst out laughing and asked, 'Then shall we begin?' Jang Yu-seom held up a stick that was no more than two feet long. It was about the length of a long dagger.

"I will use this as my weapon."

Won Tae-hyun said with a mocking smile.

"Dosan Geomrim's stronghold doesn't use toys like that."

Won Tae-hyeon grabbed the handle of the knife on his back and continued.

"It seems like you don't know much because you're at the military gate, but we practise every day. It is different from soldiers who only train loosely."

"The branch manager, you can use the weapon you brought."

If it was a wooden stick and a long sword, the advantages and disadvantages of the weapon were clear.

Serung-.

A sharp knife slipped out of its sheath.

"I don't know if I will regret having my arm cut off. ah! If your throat is cut off, you won't regret it."

"Chief Won. Be polite."

The Public Prosecutors' Office gave a warning, but it didn't sound like a big scolding. Won Tae-hyeon asked, standing at a distance of three lengths from Jangyu Island.

"If I win or last ten seconds, what will happen to that little guy?"

Won Tae-hyeon pointed his sword at Do Tong-dal, who was standing on one side of the yard. Do Tong Moon answered right away.

"The older one won't win, so stop wasting time and fight quickly."

Won Tae-face, hyeon's which was already tough, was distorted even more.

"The young guy's chicks are cheated!"

"If you're going to fight with your age, talk. I know an old man who is a hundred years old."

Pointing at the full moon, Won Tae-sword hyeon's tip swung up and down.

"You're next, so stretch your neck and wait!"

"A chunk that only bought it, or the person who brought it… … tsk tsk tsk... … ."

Gong So-seong stopped Won Tae-hyeon, who was about to rush at Do Tong-dal, and asked.

"What would you do if our original branch manager lasted ten seconds?"

Do Tong-dal pulled out a pocket from his bosom.

"You're taking five hermits of extra income."

Gong Suseong was surprised by the fact that the young guy was carrying a lot of money.

"You're asking me to bet five pieces too, right?"

"If you get scared, you die."

"You make it impossible not to hang on."

Coincidentally, in Gong So-arms, seong's there was a down payment of six nyang to be given to Jang Yu-seom today.

Gong So-seong threw a pocket containing five hermits on the veranda. Dotongdal also put a pocket next to it.

Do Tongdal said to Jangyu Island.

"If you feel bad about our bet, I'm sorry."

It was a very different polite attitude from Gong So-seong and Won Tae-hyeon.

"Looks like none of my business."

Jang Yu-seom is satisfied with the set fight.

"May I begin?"

Won Tae-hyun was impatient to show his skills quickly. Those who wielded wooden swords or swords in his army could not be his opponents who fiercely survived in his blades.

Gong So-seong also thought that Jang Yu-seom was stronger than Won Tae-hyeon, but did not believe that he would win in ten seconds.

A year ago, I personally saw Won Tae-hyeon turn eight long horses into bloody rice cakes. It was a skill that could pass not only in the black society but also in the Murim.

Jang Yoo-seom, who took a stance, said.

"Then shall we begin?"

As soon as the words came out, Won Tae-hyeon kicked the ground. There was no acknowledgment in the sword he wielded towards Jangyu Island.

If you kill Jang Yu-seom here, you will prove your martial arts and you will have an additional income of 5 nyang, so there is no reason to put circumstances in your hands.

The knife struck obliquely aimed at Jang Yu-shoulder. seom's Zhang Yu Island did not move until her sword almost touched it.

'I'm frozen to a real blade.'

Won Tae-hyun believed that. However, Jangyu Island suddenly disappeared and the sword only cut through the empty air.

chin!

I felt a dull feeling in my lower back. Jang Yu-seom, who had returned behind Won Tae-hyeon, stabbed him in the back with a wooden sword.

"It is a place with a kidney. If you get stabbed, you will die a hundred times."

Jang Yu-voice seom's came out dryly. Won Tae-hyeon was not actually hurt, but it was a match, so it was no different from winning.

"I am not dead!"

Won Tae-hyeon swung his sword at Jangyu Island. Jang Yu-seom, who slid his sword over his head, backed away.

"It's just a weapon, and I don't want to get hurt."

"Mr. X! Really kill me!"

It was when Won Tae-hyun, who revealed the nature of the black society, was about to run towards Jangyu Island again.

"stop!"

The cry of Gong So-seong stopped Won Tae-hyeon.

"Chief Won. Don't look ugly."

"But, Commander-in-Chief! This is because I was careless... … !"

"If you are careless, the knife will not escape you."

Won Tae-hyun, whose face was flushed red, did not have an expression of surrender. Then Jang Yu-seom said.

"I'll give you one more chance if you want. If the brewmaster says it's okay."

Since there were five hermits at stake, it was impossible to blame Do Tong-dal for not allowing it.

"If Jang Dae-hyeop wants it, a hundred times is fine."

Being trusted has always felt good. So Jang Yu-seom bowed his head towards Dotong-dal.

"If Jang Dae-hyeop makes concessions… … ."

Gong So-seong, speechless, looked at Won Tae-hyeon. Won Tae-hyeon was preparing to jump out at any moment, like a mother wild boar who had lost her calf.

"Be careful not to be embarrassed again."

Won Tae-hyeon, who shuddered at Gong So-seong's words, let out a big breath. Living through the back alleys of Dosan Geomrim was a great experience.

So Won Tae-hyeon quickly calmed down.

"I will go in first."

Won Tae-hyeon narrowed the distance with Jangyu Island. He was not in a hurry, but he was following the iron rule of always winning.