I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 233



[Episode 233] A ronin has the loyalty of a ronin.

In Gyeongdamgan’s opinion the greatest beauty is despair. The look in those eyes where the will is strong due to disappointment and frustration with humanity but has fallen into an endless abyss is the reason for human existence.

But beauty is always precious.

A weak person who breaks down at the slightest torment should despair but it is only a momentary entertainment. His long artistic experience has raised his threshold and now he is not particularly impressed.

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If it weren’t for the operation it was a material for the Haha Pum that would have been discarded a long time ago. However if you equate your hobby with work eventually your hobby will have no choice but to give up so I’m leaving it at that.

In the meantime we have received material that goes beyond imagination and is of the highest quality so how can we cut this to create a more wonderful despair?

That was the only thing on Gyeongdamgan’s mind.

First of all the ending has been decided.

The moment a woman breaks down is usually in the face of brutal violence that tramples her chastity.

What would Ahae’s reaction be if she were to be scolded all day by the ronin she was trying to protect?

When a person collapses the appearance is also different. Will the Shinnyeomun disciple cry or scream in despair? Or you can just give up like a living corpse with a helpless look in your eyes.

“Hehehehe.”

Gyeongdamgan was so excited just thinking about it that he couldn’t hold back his strange laughter.

Then how can I bother you before that?

Are you saying that it is a type of poison that withstands the poison of loneliness that would crush anyone with pain that ravages all nerves so it does not give in to physical pain?

So how can we gradually break down our spirit? There is a way to give that person a thin string of hope so that they don’t give up while also making their soul get sick little by little…

It was a time when Gyeongdam-gan took off his pants and was having a good time imagining things.

The door suddenly opens and a subordinate rushes in.

“Lord Budan! “You have to come out now!”

The subordinate faced with cosmic fear caused by visual stimulation could not continue reporting.

“…bloke!”

Gyeongdamgan who was blown away grabbed his subordinate’s neck. The crime of interrupting the most enjoyable time at this moment and the crime of looking into the indecency of his superiors were of course the death penalty.

“Kkeok….”

The subordinate thought as he lost consciousness.

Fuck that eunuch who can’t even stand up with the hand that’s strangling her right now would rather use the sword…

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Gyeongdamgan threw away the limp body of his subordinate and locked the door.

It was the fault of the guy who did that shit without locking the door in the first place.

Thanks to this only the clan warriors were in trouble.

“When will Lord Budan come?”

“I sent the youngest so he will be back soon.”

“When did the youngest go and he didn’t come?”

The youngest son who went to call Budanju did not return and there was no news from Budanju either.

“Ahh!”

The religious warriors just stamped their feet and stared at the situation not knowing what to do.

The starting point was breakfast.

“Wake up bitch!”

“Oh. My whole body aches after sleeping on the cold floor. Ugh I can’t sleep well. what?”

Cheong who slept soundly all night without waking up once grumbled. Guard Mu-in who had to watch the prison all night long and listen to his steady breathing and the occasional cute snoring sound was astounded.

“ruler. “It’s breakfast.”

“oh. I eat breakfast as soon as I open my eyes. I like this one. So what is it? “Did something delicious come out?”

It was a polite request to the person giving food.

Because if you are rude to the person who gives you food you never know what kind of mischief they will do to your food next time.

“You are so peaceful. Are you saying they don’t even care about us? ruler. It’s rice balls. Take it.”

“Onigiri…”

Cheong looked at the guard Muin.

I liked the size of the large rice ball in the guard’s hand because it was generous but other than that there was nothing else in his hand.

No soup for breakfast….

Still where does breakfast come from?

“thank you for this food.”

Cheong bowed politely and extended his hand through the bars. And just before those beautiful long fingers touched the rice ball.

Tuk.

The rice ball fell and fell in free fall due to an obviously deliberate touch. The round rice ball falls on the cold basement floor and flops around.

“uh?”

“Kkkk do you think we’ve come to some kind of restaurant? ruler. Look. “This is your future.”

The guard Muin stomped on the rice balls.

The poor rice balls ended up as crushed food waste on the floor.

“This is all you will eat. Haha looking at it like this there really is no other woman who is the most beautiful woman in the world. “When will it be my turn to eat that?”

As Cheong stretched out his hand for the rice ball the guard Mu-in asked back with a sneer.

Cheong’s hand which had been slowly extending towards the rice ball suddenly bent leaving an afterimage and the martial artist’s ankle was grabbed by it.

“uh? what?”

While the guard was confused Cheong reached out his other hand and grabbed the other ankle as well.

“This bastard has been playing around since morning. “What I hate the most is people who play around with their food.”

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“Let it go! “What kind of power is this…!”

The panicked guard tried to shake him off but his ankle which was tightly held did not budge as if it had been completely pinned to the ground.

What can be done since Cheong’s strength was strength?

“hey? “What do you think will happen if I keep pulling it like this?”

Cheong was sitting on the floor lowering his upper body extending both arms and holding the feet of the guard. And between Cheong’s arms an iron bar stood firm.

The moment the blood drained from the guard’s face and he pulled out the knife from his waist –

Cheong stretched his back and lay down completely on his back.

The guard’s legs flew into the bars like cannonballs and finally the area between his legs caught on the bars and he hit! The sound of bone colliding with metal.

The guard rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

But it was only the beginning.

As Cheong kneaded the guard’s feet as if massaging them and climbed up his thighs the bones crunched and became soft and limp like squid legs.

“Aaaah!”

Cheong’s body trembled at the feel of the raw bone being squeezed and crushed into small pieces.

and. How long has it been since this? This is really really more than I thought more than I remember. Wow this is life.

Cheong smiled wildly and joked.

“fizzle. customer. A lot of bones in my legs are tense. If you don’t let them go they’ll keep walking or running. Should people lie down or sit or should they stand and move around?”

“Aaaah!!!”

Finally the guard Muin’s leg bones were ground as finely as grains of sand so Cheong twisted the guard’s legs into a knot.

“Aaaah!!!”

The guard Muin whose voice had gone hoarse in less than a moment was still screaming.

At the sound of those desperate screams the warriors of the Blood Cult quickly gathered.

“What are you doing! “Let it go let it go!”

The blood religion warrior was surprised and tried to remove the guard but his wrist was caught.

Eventually after hitting his head against the iron bars his arms softened by Cheong’s bone massage were wrapped around the bars twice then slipped out and were clumsily tied.

So since the rest of the clan warriors did not dare to come close to the prison the youngest of them who had been kicked on the shin by telling them to bring the head of the clan immediately ran away and disappeared.

And now.

“Do you want the hostage back? Then I will convey the girl’s request. A plate of stir-fried food with plenty of meat and two bowls of freshly cooked miban (rice). And the soup should be light and clear? “What are you good at here Su-su?”

“Shut up! now…”

“Wow the treatment of customers at this store is really bad. Then have a bowl of clear soup made with freshwater fish boiled and cooled. Then I will return the hostage. more. I’ll forward it to you again. “A plate with plenty of meat two bowls of rice pancakes and a bowl of clear fish soup.”

It felt like two auditory hallucinations were coming into Cheong’s ears.

The sound of those blood cults is astounding.

And the sound of my stomach exploding.

“No matter where I caught that crazy bitch what do you think of that crazy bitch?”

“That’s the youngest’s body in front of the door…”

The second from the bottom Musa who is now the youngest reported that fact.

“That’s the problem now!? What are you doing if you don’t bring her right away? “Can’t you jump out right now!?”

Fuck you bastard. I’m not calling you.

The youngest warrior cursed under his breath and ran out again. However I had no intention of knocking on the door so I planned to stand in front and report when the door opened on its own.

So there is no news about the second youngest either.

“oh. How long ago did you order and still no news? Does the person who goes to cook sow rice seeds first? Are you going to turn into an old man like this?”

“Shut up!”

“ah. It’s so scary. I’m so scared that my hands and feet are shaking and my fists are going crazy. Wow look at how his hands are shaking.”

After saying this Cheong grabbed the warrior’s tied arms by the hair and slammed him into the iron bars.

“evil! evil! evil!”

It’s really fun to scream along with the thump thump sound. Then at the sudden cracking sensation I let go of my hand because I felt like I was going to miss it.

The iron bars shine red in the light of the lamp.

“What should I do Lord Budan…!”

“shit! Give me whatever you ask for! Bring it to me!”

In the end I ended up getting a satisfactory breakfast.

Cheong who had neatly placed the tray inside the cage that came through the food outlet approached the two blood cult warriors who were tied to the cage.

“But thanks to you it was fun. “In your next life please live a good life so that you don’t end up in this kind of pain.”

Cheong’s hands turned black and then! The head of the warrior with his arms tied was smashed like a watermelon.

A headless body slumped down on the iron bars with its arms tied.

The guard Mu-in a crippled eunuch who was half-covered was frightened and writhed unable to even scream due to the pain in his legs and only opened his mouth wide.

“Stop it! “I will definitely release the hostages!”

“Me? “I was just asking if you wanted the hostage back?”

After saying that Cheong squatted down this time and raised the black beast of the black assassin high.

In response the cross-legged blood cult warrior made eye contact with Cheong and pleaded.

“Please save me…”

“Three hundred and fifty points.”

“What is that-”

Sigh! Likewise a headless corpse lowered its upper body with its legs wrapped around the iron cage.

While Cheong was trying to wipe his face he stopped and immediately wiped away the foreign substances that had splattered on his face with his inner elbow sleeve.

“Oh my. Refreshing in the morning After all you have to exercise to eat well but it’s a bit difficult to sleep as soon as you open your eyes.”

Then he walked over to the tray he had placed inside and started eating breakfast.

Even in the midst of all this the Seomun Surin style of beauty shines through making it beautiful to see world-class beauties sitting together and having a meal.

The warriors of the Blood Religion had no choice but to look at Cheong’s appearance in bewilderment.

It’s shocking and absurd but it’s also pretty.

It was when Cheong had almost finished eating that Gyeongdamgan appeared.

As soon as he showed his face instead of saying hello he started to look lonely. As he reached for the last piece of meat he had saved with his chopsticks Cheong frowned at the intoxication of alcohol.

seed. I don’t even touch my dog ​​while I’m eating.

Cheong quickly chewed the food he had been chewing swallowed it then laid down on his side and rolled over to the other side of the tray.

“Ahhh…!”

It was a slightly unnatural sight.

I was overcome with a strange sense of discomfort as if something was strange but I quickly lost sight of it as a moaning sound like a teaching voice tickled my ears.

“Stop it…”

In response to the heartbreaking plea Gyeongdamgan was satisfied and stopped spraying the poison.

“I heard there was a fuss in the morning right? “Is it because the ruling faction’s female allies are so cruel?”

“Don’t you remember I said you were from Ronin? Is your grandfather already getting dementia? for a moment! Stop being lonely! I told you to stop. A little. Hmm…”

Cheong was slowly getting tired of pretending to be sick.

They say that when you’re in pain you usually don’t scream so now I think I should just put my face down and get out of bed without making any noise.