I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 309



EP.309 Fire in Jangan

Cheong does not see the world only through vision.

With the supernormal ability of Awakening Magic I can read the flow of air through my skin so I can see a narrow area in all directions around my body with my sense of touch.

The movement of the bisu extending up and down is captured by the senses.

Two daggers aimed at the throat. And two more daggers.

Behind the sprinkler there are two more hands that are joined together and extend between the armpits.

Just like that two additional daggers rushed towards the dantian and the right side respectively.

It is an excellent passing technique as if a four-armed assassin extends four blades at the same time.

It is also a precise attack targeting only the critical vital points such as the neck lower abdomen and spleen.

There are only two Cheong hands against him.

But two is enough.

Cheong blocked the front of his neck with his left hand and tightened his abs at the same time. Breathe!

Cheong has already surpassed humans in terms of physical strength and his protective nerves developed by fighting against the harsh cold have reached the state of self-defense and automatic defense.

As long as you block the nape of the neck which cannot be defended with self-defense the rest is just fine. Let it come.

Finally the tip of the dagger’s blue blade stings.

The tip of the well-honed dagger stops in Cheong’s palm. The two daggers heading for the abdomen also failed to pierce the abdominal muscles and stopped with only a stinging scratch on the skin.

And Cheong still has one hand left.

Fingers straightened with elbows pulled back as far as possible. Soon he makes a point with one unstoppable stroke.

It doesn’t matter.

One principle penetrates everything.

Contrary to the grandiose herbivorous name it is just the third herbivore of Samjaegeom.

Even by the standards of the Qing Dynasty the Samjaegeom is a third-rate martial art with a white border so to speak it is a martial art of detention so it is impossible to penetrate everything in one move.

However it can pierce two people at the same time.

Wow! I went through my well-trained abdominal muscles through the soft and plump visceral fat past the intestines that brush the palms and backs of my hands and through the skin of my back. Wow! One more time! Abs again!

It is truly the joy of killing two birds with one stone and killing two birds with one stone.

The assassins felt unfair.

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The dagger was blocked by the palm and could not even pierce the abdominal muscles but Cheong who was bare handed pierced both of their stomachs with his fingertips.

If you feel unfair you should have used strength.

Basically if something is unfair you have to stick to it.

It can also be said that the effort to reach the peak was not enough.

“Ha.”

Cheong couldn’t stop the joy from seeing Ssangsal seeping out without even realizing it.

But it doesn’t end here.

He stretched out his hands horizontally holding the two men and lifted them up.

It is a powerful ability to lift the weight of two men with one hand.

Since a person’s upper body including the head is naturally heavier than the lower abdomen the body of the impaled killer is naturally tilted to one side.

Perhaps it was an instinctive decision but Salsu firmly grasped Cheong’s shoulders with both hands to support his torso that was about to turn over.

There’s nowhere to catch the guy in front but there’s nowhere to catch the guy in the back.

So when you hug the guy in front of you the weight of two people is shifted onto one guy at once.

So in the end the body turns around and the two heads are hanging down and between the crotches of the two guys I finally see the receptionist standing up.

Cheong bent his hand like a rake and let his arm hang down. The guy on the outside hit his head on the floor and the guy in front also hit it.

After the two men fell down the two ropes of intestines were caught in Cheong’s hands and were hanging down with the belly skins of the guys piled below.

As Cheong threw away his intestines he tied them tightly together.

Now that the two are intertwined through their guts they share the most intimate moments so it can be said to be the closest physical friendship in the world.

Cheong looked at the registration book with a triumphant smile.

How do you want to come out now?

Should I fight back with determination after seeing this?

Or would they feel resentful calling themselves enemies of their colleagues?

Or should I pray for his life?

Considering my bad karma it would have been a shame to save her.

However the response from the receptionist was not for all three.

He made a solemn expression and took something out of my arms and swallowed it.

“Okay now let’s end our conversation!”

Cheong was startled so he stepped on the ground and said that Heavenly Demon was using Chukjibeop. He ran at high speed and grabbed the guy by the collar.

“Kkkkkk I’ll wait for you in the underworld!!”

It was a solemn will that even contained a bit of ridicule but he couldn’t bear it and ended up screaming when a hand grabbed his chin and pulled it away.

This was because Cheong was a bitch and had no interest in other people’s wills.

Cheong who very skillfully dislocated the jawbone stuck his long white beautiful fingers very deep into the receptionist’s mouth.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

The disgusting feeling of nausea gradually intensified and Cheong withdrew his hand and threw away the reception book at the trembling sound from deep within a precursor to an eruption.

The poor registration book was torn apart and everything inside was vomited out.

Cheong frowned. Ugh.

There happened to be a teapot on the desk so I threw it in a pretty parabola toward her head to give it a wash.

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It seemed a little better as the glass shattered and I got covered in tea water.

“Is this a suicide attempt for doing something good? You are the embodiment of loyalty. There is a loyalty between scumbags who eat people and defend each other to the death? “Isn’t that right?”

“Wow you’re so annoying-”

“The guy who tried to commit suicide because he was scared has lost his temper. Hey buddy. If you have the courage to die you should live. No matter how difficult and painful it is you have to grit your teeth and live. So even though it may make me suffer so much that I want to die I still must not give up on life. “Hold on to your evil spirit.”

“…?”

“Do you know what happens if you reverse suicide?”

Cheong asked as he approached the receptionist.

Then while holding him below his shoulders he asks Ji alone and gives the answer alone.

“The correct answer is murder.”

“Ahh!”

The movement of removing the arm bone from the shoulder and the leg bone from the pelvis is very natural and fluid.

Even if the bones move out of place the muscles and tendons remain attached so strength is not lost at all.

However the pain is so bad that tears come out of my eyes and I usually go out of my mind and can’t see anything so when it affects all my limbs I can’t even pass out from the pain and all I can do is scream at the top of my lungs.

“Miss you’re so loud.”

Cheong ripped off his sleeve roughly twisted it wrapped it around the top of his chin and around the back of his neck pulled it and tied it tightly.

“Ah. “Ugh!”

If you cover your mouth completely you could lose your breath.

There’s a little sound leakage but it’s not loud.

Then I tried to grab him by the hair but he spit out the poison earlier and it looked messy in the process so I grabbed his ankles instead.

What pain must it be like to have a dislocated leg?

Of course Cheong had no intention of understanding.

“This is my first time seeing someone suddenly swallow poison. I don’t know why I’m holding on to this trashy name when I know I’ve done something to my death. Hey Gunyeong. let’s go.”

“I said Gu Ning again. Military Young. “It’s a military camp.”

“That’s because gunyeong and gunyeong are actually the same thing in pronunciation. liaison? I heard there is a rule or something like that. But in my heart I pronounced it correctly as Gu-ning.”

Seoliri’s eyes narrowed.

Cheong grinned at him wiped his left hand on his waist and held it out.

“That’s it. Now let’s go back. Now hands.”

Seoliri obediently grabbed his hand.

“But can’t I really call you Gu Ning? “It’s really cute.”

“I hope not.”

“…Then what about Hole?”

As soon as he heard that the tendons on his forehead crackled.

He then tried to shake off his hand but Cheong held on tightly so the only attempt was to flutter the hand he was holding.

“Uh huh. Where is this Angtal? You don’t need my hands anymore right? good. Let go?”

“no. no. no.”

“okay. “He’s a good kid.”

The path is like holding on to one ankle and dragging the body around as if you were having a good time and making a lot of noise.

—-

When Cheong dragged the reception desk back to the ground it was still fun to see his head hit while climbing the stairs but Choi Lyong who was waiting anyway fucked his tongue.

“What is this a bitch? There is no other colt who got paid in advance. “Tsk tsk.”

“Eh. You behaved a little more calmly this time right? “This is neat.”

“Cleanliness is a piece of cake.”

Cheong felt unfair.

Did I get covered in blood? I didn’t cut a large vein and wash my hair with blood like I did other times.

It’s just something that inevitably splatters on my face and it’s not like the blood is just dripping down my chin.

Lyon Choi had prepared it in advance and gently rubbed Cheong’s face with a warm wet towel.

It’s warm and warm but I’m also cautiously touching it wondering if it might hurt and a big smile spreads across my face without me even knowing.

“Hehe.”

“What is hihi without Chaesinmeori?”

“No grandpa. Why am I looking for Chae Shin Meori? Very strict solemn and serious. “Should I laugh like this?”

“hmm.”

In terms of Choi Lyon’s greed he wishes he had more dignity and dignity as the master of Shingyo.

But I couldn’t say it like that.

As I’m doing that there’s a gaze that somehow touches me.

It’s not just the gaze.

A little more strength comes into the hand you are holding.

“I’ll ask about him later so deal with him so he doesn’t die. And do you have any more wet towels?”

“I prepared more just in case.”

Cheong took a new wet towel and scrubbed Seoliri’s face who was looking at Cheong with faint eyes as if she were looking at the owner holding a snack.

Cheong didn’t bite me roughly out of any ill will or annoyance.

However in the distant past when my mother pushed me when I was a snotty child I now understand how she felt when she subjected me to harsh torture that took off a layer of my skin.

“It hurts.”

However when Cheong an authority on Seoliri breeding saw that the corners of the eyes were very slightly bent he was showing a very satisfactory response.

But this guy has no hands or feet?

He doesn’t clean it and gives me attention.

When we got back Cheong ate a little late-night snack because he was hungry and more accurately he inhaled it like a pig as if it were a dinner party and headed to the basement of Ilwolpyoguk.

“hmm. “It might be a bit noisy.”

“There is no need for you to be concerned lady. “It’s a warehouse designed with perfect soundproofing so that even if hundreds of people scream at the same time no one in the world can hear it haha.”

“oh.”

Then Cheong tilted his head.

“Why did you design the warehouse to be soundproof?”

“Uh um. That’s it. Yes. So I don’t even know if I’m predisposed. I’m also curious about Soin as it has been like this from the beginning. Ha ha ha.”

“hmm.”

It’s been like this from the beginning. Was it for impure use?

Anyway it turned out to be a good thing.

When I went down to the basement I saw a man named Pyodu from Ilwol Sangdan groping the wall leaving the door in good condition.

Then with a rumble the well-camouflaged iron door was opened with difficulty.

Wow the thickness of the iron door is no small feat.

I understood that the blue is perfect soundproofing.

The thickness alone would make it too heavy for an ordinary person to open or close so how could sound get through this?

“Ooh. “Secret warehouse.”

“ruler. This way. miss.”

After lighting the lanterns hanging inside Pyodu a dual-wielding lantern held in both hands walks backwards one lantern illuminating Cheong’s feet and the other illuminating his feet doubling the light.

hmm. It’s bright under my feet but if it’s going to be like this why on earth am I holding two lights?

“I’ll give you one.”

“no! This is the joy of my life! So it means that it is a great joy for me to light your future path. There is no other meaning it is just that.”

That’s right. what.

As I went down the beautifully illuminated stairs and continued down the fairly long hallway I came across another iron door and inside it was the reception book I had grabbed neatly tied to a large pedestal.