The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 115
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A government office not far from Sinmu Village.
“Wh, why on earth···…. Knock! Knock!”
A merchant was kneeling with both hands around his neck.
Red blood was gushing out from between the fingers wrapped around his neck.
There were six dead merchants on the road.
With his heart ripped out and his throat torn.
There were two old men in front of the dying merchant.
The bald old man was wiping the blood on his hands onto the dead man’s clothes.
Another old man shuddered as he tasted the blood on a large soybean.
“It tastes so bad. After all, the taste of blood is the best when it’s unmanned.”
“The heart is more nervous when it’s empty.”
The old man wiped his hands on his clothes, got up, put his nose on his palm and sniffed.
“I wanted to try something chewy for the first time in a while, but I just threw my hand away.”
Despite committing murder in broad daylight, right on the street, he showed not an ounce of guilt.
Rather, it is a face filled with a displeased expression of disappointment.
The merchant’s eyes gradually lost their light.
“Please, save me.”
Every time he spoke, his throat moved and blood gushed from his cracked throat.
But the merchant wanted to hold on to even a sliver of hope.
All the other comrades were killed in one blow.
Except for you.
Maybe it will save me.
If not, I would have killed him with one stroke like the other guys.
But the heavens cruelly crushed his hopes.
“You want to live? But what can I do? I just got stabbed after using a knife for the first time in a while.”
“Beep, beep…….”
I don’t know why those words came out even though I was dying.
That must be because it is such an absurd statement.
“Huh? A sledgehammer. In the past, I could cut off five or six heads with one stroke of the sword, but now that I’m rusty, I can’t even cut off four and then I’m done.”
Ugh!
“Heaven will never forgive you…….”
“That’s right. Even the heavens have already given up on us.”
An old man came over and squatted down in front of the merchant and smiled.
“Do you know who we are?”
Phew!
The old man’s hand dug into the merchant’s chest.
“I am the best who only eats hearts, and the guy with the knife over there is the human butcher, Dosucham.”
A small, whisper-like murmur.
But the merchant did not hear it.
Because the hand of the old man who revealed himself as Choi Sim-no dug into his chest and burst his heart.
“We are Yohasangnoda.”
Chuaaat!
When Choi Sim-no pulled out his hand, a stream of red blood gushed out.
Choi Sim-no, who had slid back while crouching, lowered his head and examined his clothes.
“Miss! It popped out.”
There was a red drop of blood on his shirt.
“My body definitely isn’t what it used to be.”
“You’ve been locked up for three years.”
“It’s only been three years. After this is over, I’ll have to do some training. Maybe killing a hundred people will do?”
“It should be two hundred.”
“Okay. Let’s kill two hundred.”
“Hehehe…… This will be fun.”
The two men looked at each other and grinned.
But that was only for a moment.
“I’m bored.”
“Let’s wait and see. Should we go around and around like we did when we folded?”
“That would be fine too. No. I have a feeling it’ll come out today.”
“okay?”
“Tomorrow is the last day of the general meeting. Of course I have to come if I want to attend the general meeting.”
“Okay. Then let’s wait.”
Dosucham sat on the rock with the soybean paste on his shoulder.
Next to him stood the bald Choi Sim-no and grumbled.
“Let me sit down too. Move over to the side.”
“It’s narrow.”
“You just need to put one pair of buttocks on each side.”
“Just stand there.”
“Don’t you know Jang Yoo-yu’s will? My brother is having a hard time.”
“We’re both growing old together, so what are you calling me older brother? Don’t try to act like an older brother just because you’re a month older than me.”
“This guy is making a joke of a month. In a month, I’ve killed more people than you, and I’ve seen a lot more blood.”
“I don’t think so. I killed more. I killed four or five with one swing of my sword, but you only aim for the heart. One with one. Even by simple calculation, I killed more.”
“Let’s take a look!”
A lot of bickering.
The two men began to bicker among themselves, asking who had killed more.
Then, at one moment.
Choi Sim-no’s ears perked up.
“There’s a sound.”
“That’s right. What kind of guy will come this time?”
Dosucham sat on the rock and turned his head towards the road.
The road leading into Sinmu Village.
The figure of the recruiting troops was visible across the horizon.
“You’re young. Your heart must be pounding.”
“The taste of blood is fresh.”
“Don’t get up. Since there’s only one of you, I’ll do it alone.”
“No, no, just rest, you’re a month older than me. The younger one should do the dirty work.”
Dosucham stood up and lowered the soybean sword on his shoulder.
Choi Sim-no flapped his sleeves.
“Let’s bet on who will kill first.”
“I’m faster.”
Eyes that sparkle with life.
Yohansangno trembled with excitement.
For them, murder was the source of life.
Finally, the recruits came closer.
The moment they saw his face, both Yohan and Noh let out a strange cry at the same time.
“Huh? You should come out, why are you coming in?”
“That’s right. Weren’t you in Shinmu Village?”
“We’ve been guarding here for three days now and we haven’t seen him leave.”
“You must have gone out before we got here?”
“I guess so.”
“Huh! If that guy hadn’t come back, I would’ve rotted here for the rest of my life. I guess I should be thankful for that.”
“Let’s just take care of this quickly and go.”
Yohanssangno blocked the road.
one side.
I was dumbfounded when I heard the conversation between the two people who blocked my path.
“I’ve been waiting for you?”
“You are the Murong family head and Murong soldier, right?”
“I’m new to you guys, and you recognize me the moment you see me? Have you even gotten to know my features?”
“We are Yohasangnoda.”
“Yohasangno?”
My expression slightly frowned.
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I felt like I’d heard that name somewhere.
“So you two are the murderers who commit murder and robbery as easily as eating rice. Then the people who died here must also have been killed by you.”
“Yes. I am the worst, and this human Baekjeong is the worst.”
“What a perfect nickname. The old man who breaks hearts and the old man who cuts heads.”
“I thought I would die of boredom waiting for you. Even though this is a main road, not many people walk by.”
“These guys were also the first customers today. They even hit the ball yesterday.”
Write.
Yohansangno stretched out his life.
The murderous intent to end it quickly flickered like a snake’s tongue.
I clicked my tongue.
“No one would think they’re murderers, so they start spreading murderous intent right away.”
“I’ve been killing you for three days, and I don’t even like the wind blowing here. I’ll cut off your head cleanly, so let’s end this quickly.”
Other people might feel fear at the horror that comes with the name Yohassangno, but I was different.
If you put your mind to it, it’s a handful.
Judging from their conversation, it’s clear that they were here to kill me.
And that too under someone’s orders.
After being reincarnated as a mercenary soldier, I have never made an enemy of murder.
That’s why I was more curious about the background.
“……Why did you wait for me?”
“Why are you asking the obvious?”
“What I mean is, who told you to do that?”
“Who ordered you to do this!”
“Why is your face red? It’s obvious you’re lying. Who are you?”
“I said no! I came here to kill you voluntarily.”
I gasped as I watched Yohassangno grind his teeth, making a cracking sound.
“It’s surprising that you, who hid three years ago because you were afraid of Cheonjemun, showed up, but now! Guarding the entrance to Sinmu Village, and being so sure that I’m in Sinmu Village… Why are you lying when the answer is already out there?”
“It’s noisy. If you’re curious, ask King Yeomra!”
“I don’t think that’ll work. You’re the ones who’ll die, so before I kill you, I need to know. Who the hell ordered you to do this?”
I raised the Brain King’s Power.
“Decide. Who will die first.”
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Crunch, crunch.
The air around them vibrated.
Just by Mo Yong-byeong raising his Brain King’s Sword, the surrounding Yohasangno’s murderous aura was scattered.
Compared to the murderous intent of the Murong soldiers that rose up like a forest fire and engulfed the surroundings, the murderous intent of the Yohasangno was nothing more than a small firewood fire.
“Wow, what kind of murderous intent is this strong!”
“This is worse than us!”
Yohanssangno flinched.
Well, that would be true.
It is the murderous spirit and spirit that has been ingrained in him through countless fights and six reincarnations since his days as a Cheonma.
Since they were people who killed as easily as eating rice, Yohasangno quickly realized the quality and weight of life.
I couldn’t believe it.
How can someone who is not even 20 years old yet spread such murderous intent?
This isn’t a question of high or low martial arts.
It was a mass of blood and death that piled up and piled up.
For the first time, Yohasangno’s expression hardened.
‘It looks like I’m looking at a hemp seed.’
‘Is Mo Yong-se a Baekdo? How can you tell that he is a murderer who has been in Baekdo?’
The moment when Yohan Sangno hesitates for a moment.
“Bald! Hold on for ten seconds and I’ll spare your life.”
Papapang!
A burst of energy that suddenly bursts from the chest and knees.
“Eek!”
Choi Sim-no was startled and stepped back.
If I had backed off just a little bit later, my knees and chest would have been badly hit.
“Is that Baekdo bastard making a fatal surprise attack!”
Choi Sim-no, who was suddenly taken aback, immediately shook both his hands.
At the same time, the soybean paste stew caused a stir.
“Now that I look at it, you were just bluffing to pull off a surprise attack!”
Pararang!
A wave of pottery bursting out, shaking the air.
“He took a picture of me, why are you here?”
Choi Sim-no struck the center with his ten fingers curled like eagle talons.
The Dosucham’s swordsmen completely blocked the area around the Moyongbyeong.
Perhaps because they had been living together for a long time, their training together was perfect.
Saaaaah!
Choi Sim-no tried to dive into Mo Yong-byeong’s arms in one breath.
however.
Crunch! Crunch!
A flash of lightning struck overhead.
Hands instead of swords.
After Mo Yong-byeong used the Brain King Sword Technique with his hands to make Choi Sim-no retreat significantly, he started to cry.
“Have you ever felt your heart pounding when you saw people dying? Now, it wouldn’t be bad to taste the fear of death instead.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the mercenary soldier advanced forward with the same momentum.
The momentum of a tiger flying towards its prey.
It’s a tiger’s pace.
Kwang!
Choi Sim-no took three or four steps back and glared.
“You bastard! What kind of sorcery did you use?!”
“You’re talking nonsense! It’s the Brain King Sword Technique.”
The recruits moved in pursuit of Choi Sim-no.
Fast and sharp.
The lightning that spread out, vibrating the atmosphere, tore apart all of Choi Sim-no’s attacks.
Choi Sim-no began to move his feet diligently to distance himself from the recruits.
In the meantime, pottery was rampant.
Karrung!
As Choi Sim-no started to buy time by increasing the distance, Do Soo-cham did not stay still and attacked Mo Yong-byeong by punching the air.
Boom! Boom boom!
The recruits were only targeting Simno.
The incoming pottery was either avoided or thrown away.
“Four seconds left.”
“Fuck!”
Choi Sim-no ground his teeth.
His attack has changed.
He opened his clenched fingers and changed them into a long strike.
“Hey, baby! Pour this out too!”
Choi Sim-no, who had been working hard, aimed for Mo Yong-byeong’s chest with his long-range weapon, Choi Sim-rang.
A wave that travels through the air.
If the momentum created by the tribute was a small wave, the wave that flowed in this time was like a tidal wave.
“Three seconds left.”
The recruit turned his body to the side to deflect the oncoming attack and threw his fist.
Boom! Crunch!
“Huh!”
Choi Sim-no’s body lurched to the left.
It looked like three or four of my right ribs were broken.
“There are only two seconds left.”
The recruit went behind Choi Sim-no and pushed his palm toward the back of his head.
It was a clear day.
puck!
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