I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 155



[Episode 155] For whom does the sound of a hammer sound?

Cheong waved his cotton thread from side to side to welcome guests.

“No this is it. “Aren’t we friends?”

“…?”

“Okay what’s going on here? “Do you have any business in the crumbling iron room?”

The thugs hesitated.

what? Is this someone you know? Why are you acting friendly?

Are you from our side? Did you come from the Apostolic Training?

“Who is this….”

“Do you know who I am? now. so. Why did you come? “It’s been a while since I came to this town so I don’t know what’s going on.”

In fact gangsters also have a collection of lines to prepare for when their opponents come out strong.

If Cheong said ‘What are these bastards doing to the good people!’ If someone from a certain political faction shouted something like that even the gangsters had a guide to how to respond.

We are members of the Nana Sect!

If you touch us the Na Na faction will not remain still and if the Na Na faction will not remain still all the four factions in the city will not remain still and if all the four factions in the city will not remain still even our rich government officials will not remain still!

He was prepared to recite these contents in a rough accent mixed with profanity.

But you proudly pretend to be friendly?

This was also the attitude that the infamous Madou usually showed towards the cute Sapa dreamers.

Of course Madoodle does not act friendly towards her juniors because they are cute.

Usually it’s for eating.

The seniors and juniors of Sapa were originally like this.

That’s why the gangsters were rather nervous.

“We are Na Napa warriors.”

“What if I do? ramen? “Can you explain to me little brother?”

“They said that the leader of the Namyeon Sect was a leper who became a saint about ten years ago. “I think I heard that the state is transcendental.”

“ah. After that? “Oh I want to eat ramen.”

Zhuge Lihyun scratched his chin.

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No matter how much I think about it I’ve never heard of a dish called ramen.

However originally the central plain was large and if you were to count the local foods you would not be able to tell them all even if you were born and died.

And when Zhuge Yi-hyeon was curious he couldn’t hold back.

To be precise I couldn’t help but wonder.

“Sister I haven’t heard of a dish called ramen. What region is it from?”

“hmm. “They say it is Nabmyeon here.”

“Oh it’s a dialect. “I understand.”

When the Nanpa warriors saw Zhuge Yi-hyeon they froze even more.

Originally the less skilled a warrior was the more he was concerned about the opponent’s external attack level.

Of course since the standards by which discerning lower-class warriors judge external skills are size and muscles a man with huge muscles is already no different from a super expert.

Moreover she is such a super expert sister!

“ruler. So what’s going on?”

“That’s why I wanted to punish that old man for daring to disobey Na Na Sect’s orders…”

“Are you going to scold me? “Can you tell me in more detail?”

The Na Na Sect warriors who were overwhelmed by Zhuge Yi-hyeon obediently confessed their purpose.

There was also a reason why Cheong had a friendly attitude.

Old Man Ban is the best craftsman in Juma Branch.

In fact it is difficult to say that he was the best at Jumajeom but even if his scope was extended to the entire Henam Province he was a master who could only be counted by one hand.

However the master’s area of ​​expertise was limited to agricultural tools.

No matter how excellent the iron cage is if the field is different a masterpiece cannot be made.

If an expert in swordsmanship holds a half-sword he may be able to swing it roughly but he cannot be said to be an expert in the use of a half-sword.

The problem is that the sword that Old Man Ban made when he was young has been discovered.

It would also be said to be a very famous sword.

In other words it wasn’t that Old Man Ban couldn’t make swords it was that he didn’t make swords!

Skilled swordsmen are nobles who are eagerly sought after by clans.

For warriors of exactly the same skill level the difference between victory and defeat will be the superiority of weapons.

Even if that were not the case the military’s interest in better weapons could not be hidden even from the experts in the recommendation.

And the outstanding swordsman of Jumajeom should be taken by Na-nappa the leader of the city’s four factions.

“So I guess I should take Old Man Ban with me?”

“No I gave up on that a long time ago. “What a bitter old man that old man is…”

Old Man Ban swore not to make weapons.

Craftsmen who had the ability but did not make weapons were more common in the central region than expected.

Just throw a silver coin to a street hawker (storyteller) and you will hear tragic stories about him all day long.

Even though I tried to coax him coax him threaten him and use all kinds of methods Old Man Ban persisted saying he would rather die than make a sword.

Even when I threatened to kidnap my grandson I didn’t listen.

So the leader of the Na Na Sect thought.

If I don’t have it I’ll destroy it.

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How can I set an example?

Okay let’s stop him and kill him.

If they see a bastard starving to death for daring to disobey the Nana Sect the others will not be able to think of anything else.

“iced coffee. So every time a customer comes you come here to chase them away?”

“Yes that’s what happened…”

The Nanpa warriors responded looking at each other with half anxiety.

However his expression became much more relaxed after hearing Cheong’s next words.

“Wow you’ve been through a lot. It’s been a lot of hard work. “Then didn’t you look into the iron room all day and watch to see if the fire was burning or not?”

“you’re right. Everyone has to take turns to see if anyone is giving the old man something to eat. But because some dog-like bastard secretly put food in the old man couldn’t even sleep. “The people above just peck at me because I’m not blocking it properly…”

This was the life of a lowly unmanned person.

Especially when it comes to Sapa guys.

“Life seems hard. “Can I help you?”

“Well if you want to say something about it it’s okay with us so you don’t have to…”

“no. “We have to eliminate the root cause.”

“yes?”

“Is life difficult? Then you don’t have to live. “What’s the point of living a life where you only choose bad things?”

“…?”

Cheong held out his left hand.

However since there was no feeling of touch in his hand Cheong frowned and looked at Zhuge Yi-hyeon.

“If Jegal pretends he pretends. If you do this you will be lucky! “Didn’t you see them getting engaged earlier?”

“Oh my. Sister. “Excuse me.”

Cheong held the Bokshinjeok in his hand.

Afterwards the energy of ignorant power emanated from the single pole of the year-long season.

Before I knew it Tang Nan-ah was listening to a solo story with his back to the entrance to the iron room and Gyeon Po-hee was next to him raising his three-fingered fist cutely to shoulder height.

The Na Na Sect warrior who was blocked back and forth spoke politely with a pale face.

“If you have any regrets why not resolve them through conversation?”

“What are you talking about with the scum of Sapa? I am a priest. This is Jegal. That ugly face over there is a joke. Next to it… um… Seolga Sanghoe?”

Gyeon Po-hee was in tears at that.

But that doesn’t mean it can’t be called a palace of joy or a demonic religion.

After thinking for a moment Cheong changed his words.

“She is Seolga Sanghoe and my sister-in-law.”

Gyeon Po-hee’s expression brightened again.

He seemed satisfied.

On the other hand Na Napa warriors were not satisfied.

Except for one Seolga Sanghoe these were names known to all the martial arts people in the world.

“Holy shit! Strike!”

There are up and down sides at the end so the tallest one among them screams.

At the same time I immediately ran to the side.

One of them followed the command and rushed at Cheong while the other jumped back and attempted to break through toward the entrance.

Cheong looked at the Nanpa warrior who was calmly running towards me.

As he charged at me with his sword raised above his head whether it was a martial artist or a samurai his torso was clearly empty.

It was completely at the level of politely asking ‘Please stab me in the torso.’

So Cheong simply stretched forward the Boksinjeok.

The dagger filled with ferocious power entered the upper abdomen and turned diagonally upward reaching the heart in one shot.

“100 million.”

The evil Sapa bastard struck down the sword he had raised above his head and clattered it away without even looking at it.

“Uh uh…”

In the central area there is a weapon called a blood point which is a hollow awl with a hole in it.

Here if the heart is pierced a real scene unfolds where blood flows in through the hole and gushes out.

This was what was happening now at the hands of Cheong.

Blood was gushing out from each of the body’s vents in a rhythmic rhythm.

It’s been so long since my hands felt sticky.

The blood that always touches my cold hands is so hot that it feels like it will burn me.

He couldn’t even manage Cheong’s facial expression and had a cruel smile on his face that pulled the corners of his mouth up to his ears.

I’m glad I’m using cotton yarn.

Zhuge Yihyun frowned at that sight.

“Ugh sister. “Don’t you feel uncomfortable when blood gets into the flute?”

“Just wash the little things well. what. “Will an unmanned weapon cover up the weapon?”

“Even if you try to get away with such fancy words it’s not a weapon against fortune in the first place. but!”

Jegal Yihyeon suddenly spat.

“As expected you still have that flashy and fancy way of speaking! You make people reveal information to the enemy without any kind of torture or cajoling! This stupid little brother is impressed! I was impressed again! Lately I’ve been starting to suspect that she’s actually just a stupid woman but you’ve shattered Emperor Wu’s foolish thoughts!”

“what? “Why does it feel weird to be complimented?”

Anyway Cheong was very satisfied after tasting it for the first time in a long time.

As I penetrated the delicate skin and penetrated the hard heart muscle I ended up tasting the taste of both weak and rough hands at the same time.

I pricked it and the blood started gushing out. Oh it was a complete rediscovery of the flute.

It was a discovery that would make Banchi shed bloody tears in the underworld.

The party’s level of force was too excessive to barely deal with the local Sapa scoundrels.

The guy who ran through the door had a hole in his head due to Gyeon Po-hee’s finger and a little of the contents leaked out.

The condition of the one who was trying to run away on his own was slightly better but he had his eyes closed and was foaming at the mouth with Dannan’s whip wrapped around his neck.

“Why did she faint?”

“Fire ant poison got into my arteries. “I probably felt like my whole body was on fire.”

“hmm.”

Or it could be the most pitiful thing.

It was then.

“You damn gnome!”

Old Man Ban suddenly rushed forward with his eyes wide open holding a huge hammer in the familiar posture that Cheng had seen him just before.

In that direction a foam-covered warrior was lying down with his whip wrapped in a scarf.

Cheong easily flew into Wolnyeosanbo’s extreme space leap and blocked the old man’s path.

“Wait a minute grandpa.”

“Get out of the way I’ll smash that bastard’s bone to pieces! “That damn bastard!”

“I know how you feel but would someone who doesn’t make swords use a hammer to kill people?”

“But that guy that guy…!”

“iced coffee. I can’t help it. “Please be satisfied with this.”

Cheong placed the bottom of his shoe on the head of the fallen Sapa warrior.

My knees trembled for a moment and seemed to exert strength but then finally gave up.

In fact from the moment Cheong said there was nothing he could do the expression on his face behind the cotton thread was full of laughter.

Cheong stumbled for a moment as if he had lost his balance.

To the group it looked like they were shocked by the feel.

Of course I was shocked.

Wow…. it’s really awesome. How long has it been since this?

Well it’s been so long that I guess it was too stimulating.

How many spare underwear did you pack?

It can be said that Choi Lyon’s insight in preparing the cotton yarn is shining brightly emitting a dazzling radiance like the sun.

But a good thing is a good thing and the sticky soles of the shoes make it doubly uncomfortable.

Cheong picked a clean surface and drew lines on the soles of his shoes.

After seeing the gruesome death of the Napa warrior Old Man Ban looked down at the corpse from a distance instead of expressing his feelings.

Then he pulled up the phlegm and spat it out among the broken debris.

Seeing that Cheong spoke again.

“Grandfather don’t we have something to talk about too?”

The old man quietly averted his gaze.

Cheong became crooked and continued his questioning.

“You said it wouldn’t happen in a day or two? “You must have known that when there was a fire these guys would come rushing in.”