Black Woongchae (3)

 

"How dare they!!"

Thinking that he was ignoring himself, the Great Tiger Chaeju roared and threw himself away.

Even though he was ignorantly holding a large godfather on a towering rice cake, he flew towards the Mujin group with explosive speed.

"Aa!!a

True to his nickname, the Black Mountain Army, he raised a huge black axe with a silent boogie, and swung the axe at the bully of his men in front of him.

Mujin, who had been at the forefront of beating the bandits, swung his right angle at the axe that flew at him.

Bang!!

Mujin, who easily blocked the axe with the golden-stained soles of his feet, kicked the Great Tiger Bond with his foot.

However, it was not an attack to finish off the Great Tiger Bond.

"Boss!! He's the Great Tiger Bond!"

It was just an attack to push the Great Tiger Bond into the side of the fighting.

In the first place, isn't the flower of turf warfare a fight between heads?

"Haap!"

Mu Jin was kicked and screamed at the Great Tiger Chaeju who flew in.

"You bastards!!"

Not only was he ignored, but he was even kicked by Mujin, and his eyes turned upside down, and he swung his axe at Mu Palace.

Bang!!!

When the giant rice cake and the equally large tiger clashed with each other, a roaring sound erupted.

The bandits did not dare to get involved in such a high-level fight.

"Uki! Uki!!"

"Where are you running?"

Mujin and his companions were busy beating up the bandits as if they didn't care about the endless battle.

And Mugung, who happened to be the owner of the Black Woongchae and had a confrontation with the Chaeju of the Great Tiger Chae.

'Damn· On the bandit theme!'

I was struggling quite a bit.

But that didn't mean he was a formidable master.

Although the martial arts were different, if I had to compare, it was a little lower than the realm of the Fortune Spear Sect's Ilhui Dojo that Mu Gong had dealt with in the Dragon Seal Society.

Of course, he had a lot more practical experience than the Ilhui dojo, so even if he was a low-level opponent, he was a bit more difficult.

However, Mugung has since experienced actual battles in Sintubi-dong and Taeulmun, and has even won a half-hearted attack with Giyeon.

It was more than enough to win, but even so, the reason why Mugung struggled was simple.

"If only I could have used my kidneys to my heart's content!"

It was because they couldn't hold the Holy Feast because they were hiding their identity.

In the end, the confrontation between Mugung and Daeho Chaeju only made a lot of noise, and it was a bitter battle that was no different from a stalemate.

In the meantime, Mujin, who had already finished off all the bandits, sat around him and watched the two fight.

"Beat the boss!"

"Uki! Uki!"

Unlike Mu Yul, who danced back and forth with Ling Lingyi and cheered for Mu Gung, Mu Jin yawned and showed signs of boredom.

"How long are you going to fight? The Boss·"

"What kind of subordinate would say that to the boss!!"

The evil-ridden Mugung roars as he strikes down the axe of the Great Tiger Treasurer.

"What!?"

The Great Tiger Treasurer, whose eyes had been turned away from fighting with Mu Gong, finally realized that all his subordinates had fallen, and looked around in bewilderment.

He seemed to be worried that they might launch a pincer attack.

Mujin waved his hand at the Great Tiger Liquor.

"Don't worry... Isn't the turf war supposed to be between the bosses?"

While Mu Jin was soothing the Great Tiger Chaeju appropriately, Mu Gong quickly came up with a trick.

How to use a Nyorai kidney and not be found out that it is a Nyorai kidney!

"Haa

Mu Gong pulled up the inner air and took the flag ceremony of the Nyorai Xinjiang.

The moment when the Polar Keeper that started from the front of the Pole was about to erupt through the palm of his hand as he ran through the Hundred Limbs.

Quack·

Instead of stretching out his heart and releasing the heat, he rolled it up and squeezed it.

"It's an explosive ticket!!"

I threw out a fist with flames wrapped around it and swung it at the Great Tiger Bond.

Paying attention to Mujin's group around him, he hurriedly pulled up the boogie and tried to block Mugung's circle.

Bang!!

Nyorae Kidney· No, he couldn't withstand the power of the Violent Forces, and he was thrown into the distance.

"How's that! The power of the Explosive Sphere!"

After defeating the Great Tiger Chaeju, Mu Gong shouted to show off his brilliant improvisation.

"That's what the hell it's all about. It's just a fake kidney..."

Mu Jin only scratched his earlobe and replied gravely.

* * *

A place that was once called the Great Tiger Chae·

There sat fifty slumped men, kneeling in their mouths, scarred here and there.

"From now on, the name of this place is Black Woongchae· Do you understand?"

"Understood!!"

Mujin's question was answered by the bandits on their knees.

"Boss· Say something."

"Ahem..."

Mu Gong stepped forward in an embarrassed manner, his face flushed unto match his size.

Unlike his size, Mu Gung, who was full of strange romance, pretending to be a bandit leader was an embarrassment in many ways.

"Hmm, it's a black boom..."

Mugung introduces himself in a dying ant voice, and a few shrewd bandits respond with a roaring response.

"Thank you. Boss!!"

"What a man! As soon as I first saw this bristle boss, I knew I had to take him as my big brother!"

The fierce hospitality of the men made Mu Mu's face slightly relax.

"Ahem· Thank you..."

"I don't know if there will be!"

"We will do our best to serve you!"

"Ahem· You just have to trust me and follow me!"

The more the bandits responded, the more Mujin laughed at the sight of Mugung turning into a bandit leader in earnest.

I approached the bandit who was flattering me hard in front of me and squatted down.

"Cub· You're a good talker· What's your name?"

"It's called Gangil! Voodoo!"

"Why am I a voodoo?"

"It just felt like that! I'm sorry if I misunderstood· Brother!"

Mujin tapped the back of his head at the sight of Kang-il sneaking a peek at him while the military flag was raised.

"No, I don't. Good Guess· Okay· From now on, you're seventh in line. The Boss and I· And apart from the four who were originally black dragons, you're the highest... Okay?"

“··· Shouldn't it be six-year-old?"

Kang Il asked curiously, and Mu Jin pointed his finger at Lingling.

"I'm going to count him, too..."

"Oh! Sim! That's the Sixth Brother!"

Mu Jin was impressed by the way he bowed his head towards Lingling.

"Hey... He's got no self-respect."

But now, it was more comfortable to have at least one guy like this.

"Okay· Then Kang Il, who is seventh in our ranks, is ...

"Yes Voodoo!"

"We've got a quick story to share, so you're here to keep an eye on the rest of the kids. If there's anyone else who has other feelings, I'll tell you right away..."

"Am I the one who you mean?"

Startled, he turned his gaze and looked away.

Originally, the owner of the Great Tiger Chae, the Black Busan Army, and the cadres gathered.

But Mujin understood the meaning of the gaze immediately. It wasn't because I was scared of them.

"Don't worry. When we came back from our absence· If we Kang-il has even a small wound on his body~, we'll start with those bastards..."

Mujin shouted very loudly, as if everyone here would hear.

This shrewd bandit had been looking at them in order to properly escort them.

It means that you want to organize the order properly.

Instead, Mujin put forward a fox cub to keep an eye on him, and he and his companions went to the Great Tiger Chae· No, I headed to the corner of the mountain house that had become a black pond now.

Afraid to move away from the bandits' gaze, Mu Qing asked with a puzzled face.

"They're not going to clean up, are they?"

"You're done cleaning up, right?"

"Not a hierarchy... Aren't you going to have to break your limbs like the bandits you met last time?"

"Oh... It's been useful for a while..."

"Useless?"

Everyone looked puzzled, but Mujin replied that it wasn't a big deal.

"There's a place I need to rob somewhere..."

What's the big deal about bandits being bandits?

* * *

When I came back from the conversation·

Puck!

The fox escorting the house was slapping the back of the former lord's head.

"You bastard!!"

The former Chae-ju of the Black Busan Army, Cheolsang-gui, turned his eyes upside down and stood up, but when Kang-il looked in the direction of Mujin's group, he let out a tooth and finally fell to the ground again.

He seemed to be enjoying the escort very much.

"Kang Il-ah..."

"Yes! Voodoo!"

Mujin laughed fishy at the sight of the fox running up at Mujin's call.

"Tell me about the living plants..."

"Do you have any doubts, Voodoo! Where do you start?"

"First of all, where you hid the money..."

"Understood... Voodoo!"

Mujin entrusted the group to keep an eye on the bandits and moved with Kang-il.

A thatched cottage located in the corner of a mountain house· Mu Jin smiled as he saw the treasures hidden under the straw piled up in the thatched hut.

"You've saved it well..."

"Hahaha· This is a pretty good seat. Voodoo Shepherd·"

"But what are you doing with such an ignorant collection? I'm a bandit anyway, so I won't be able to spend any money..."

"Hmph... There's a way to use it all."

"There's a way to write it? You can't get into the nearest prefecture because you're wanted anyway, right?"

"You're using the Huazhen village in the distance. We're going to give them some money and ask them to buy things for us. With that, I'll often bring in with a drink and unwind it."

Kang Il rubbed his hand with his sinister eyes, and Mujin slapped him on the back of the head again, and then quietly got to the point.

"Rather, these are all stolen goods, so you have to go to the Black City to sort them out, right?"

Black City · It is a place that is often referred to as a black market, and the original purpose of Mu Jin's visit to Guangxi was also related to the black city.

He had decided to pretend to be a bandit just to get a more natural approach, and while he was pretending to be a bandit, Mujin came to Ha Ji Hyun to see if he could rob him a bit.

"Sometimes I use black poetry."

"Hmm? So you know the black city in Guilin well?"

I asked him about his goal, Guilin Black City, but he shook his head.

"It's a long way from here to Guilin, so I don't know much about it. I think the nearby mountain houses would probably know ...

"Just what?"

"Since Guilin is so famous as a holiday destination, there are a lot of people who come here, so the mountain houses around it are of a fairly high standard. Oh boy! Of course, as long as you're the Black Boss and the Voodoo Master, you can do as much as you want!"

Mujin smiled fishy at Kang-il's Abu and collected his thoughts.

"I'm going to settle things here and go rob your house."

* * *

Even after the name of the Great Tiger Chae was changed to Black Woongchae, the bandits' daily lives didn't change much.

They were divided into several groups and kept an eye on the road passing by the old mountain, making sure that merchants and signers were passing by.

If only there was a difference...

"Voodoo! They're passing by!"

"Really? Where's the country?"

"It's Hwajinpyo!"

"Just let me go..."

I just keep an eye on it. Not once did he rob them.

Of course, the original Tiger Chae didn't eat up all the passing foot marks. Just a bargain(?) Negotiating with(?) I just got a little bit of a toll through the

But the problem was that they didn't even charge that minimum toll now.

Of course, since you can't make money, the bandits are likely to be dissatisfied...

"Now that you've been through a lot, rest in peace."

"Hmph... Thank you· Brother!"

Thanks to the feast and liquor that was filled with wild plants, there were no complaints.

No, only the owners and executives of the existing Great Tiger Chae were on the verge of turning their eyes.

Both the liquor and the feast were bought with the wealth that the previous Great Tiger Chaeju had accumulated.

Mu Jin and the others simply instructed the bandits to monitor the roads, buy food and drink, and spend their leisure time in the mountains.

Mujin began to learn the ghost and shadow gong, which he had been entrusted with interpreting through martial sutras, and in the rest of his time, he used rocks and trees to train his muscles.

The rest of the group were also spending time practicing martial arts and watching the mountains.

If there was one thing that was unusual, it was Mu Limit.

Perhaps because of his experience of struggling to hide his innocence, he had tried to learn something new.

"One swing of the axe with the boss's towering forearm will send the slings flying!"

"Oh! It can't even compare to the axe that the youngest one wields!"

It was the bandits who fanned the flames.

As Kang-il's rank increased, several of them followed Kang-il and began to fart at Mujin's group.

Well, Mujin was taking advantage of it appropriately, and Mu Yul and Qingshui had no idea. And although Mu Qing was uncomfortable with such bandits...

"Hahaha· Do you think so?"

For some reason, he was so excited.

"When did he start smiling like that?"

Mujin laughs ridiculously, and Mukyung gives him a pin.

"You can't call him him..."

"It's the boss's fault for doing that..."

At the instigation of his subordinates, Mu Gong snatched away the godfather of the Great Tiger Demon, who was now the youngest in the line, and swung his axe in the air.

"Oooh! It's a heaven-sent might!"

"After all, our Black Woong is the best man!"

Every time the axe wielded by Mugung causes a perforation in the air that screams "Boo~", Kang-il, who was enjoying alcohol and meat next to him, drops his flattery.

"Hahahaha!"

Mu Mu, who was in a good mood for Kang-il's flattery, laughed heartily and laughed heartily.

Unlike Mu Jin, who treated him like a child instead of a death penalty, and Mu Kyung and Mu Yul, who treated him like a close brother in the neighborhood, the bandits were praising him, and Mu Gung's mood was soaring above the sky these days.

"Hahahaha!"

Of course, Mujin could only shake his head at the scene.

How long did it take to spend such a leisurely day?

"Voodoo! A group of marksmen are passing by!"

"Really? What's your name?"

The bandit, who was in charge of monitoring without fail today, replied, "I'm going to let you go anyway, so why are you asking for my name?"

"It's the North Wind Country!"

Hearing the answer, Mujin stood up with a somewhat evil smile.

"Hey guys... Bring your tools..."

Finally, the prey they had been waiting for had appeared.