A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 113



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113.

#Gwangyi’s politeness (2)

“Hehehe! You stupid Xiongnu bastards. How dare you kidnap me?! Did you think he would let you do that after knowing that? No way! Uhehehe!”

He speaks incoherently, like a senile old man, so it may not be accurate, but if we were to infer from what he says, it would seem that he definitely believes it.

That was the question.

‘Where on earth would a person be accepted by the Demonic Cult?’

Moreover, if the Demonic Cult has not been able to find it for decades, it is by no means a force to be ignored.

“But.”

Gwangyi laughed for a long time and then his expression changed. Jang-seo also broke his thoughts and looked at him directly.

“Why did you come now! You damn bastards! How much blood have I shed for you all this time!”

“blood?”

When Maeng-hui, who had been listening silently from behind, asked back reflexively, Gwang-ui tilted his head.

“Come to think of it… … . Most people who know my name are old enough to have turned to skeletons. Sniff sniff! You are… … young. I smell very clean blood. Hehehehehe!”

The laughter bursts out again. And then, bang. He stops laughing and shouts like a demon.

“Kiaaaaah! You guys aren’t here to save me aaaaah-!”

This is truly tongue-wagging madness.

Jang felt it intuitively. He was dangerous. Most people of this type harm others. There was no benefit to keeping him alive.

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“Ugh… … There’s someone injured. Can you treat them?”

Now his help was desperately needed.

In response to Jang Yi-seo’s appeal, Gwang-ui tilted his head and then answered in a rather serious tone.

“The smell of rotting blood has been wafting around since a while ago. Are you telling me to bring the dead back to life?”

“I’m not dead yet.”

“His breathing is so small and irregular that you can’t hear it. This means he’s already in a near-death state, and it’s nearly impossible to revive him. So go to Kunlun Mountain and look for some Taoist priests. Do you know anyone? I’ll send you to Dongcheonbokji (a place where immortals live). Kikiki!”

You are definitely a member of the National Assembly.

“I heard that he was one of the best doctors in the world.”

“… … .”

The expression on Gwangyi’s face hardens.

“How strange. He didn’t send you, yet you know so much. If he didn’t come to save me… … Were you sent by that old man Sima Jun?!”

Samajun of Doksanma. You know he sent it… …?

Jang Hee-seo hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“That’s right.”

“Hehehehe… … Hehehehehe! Yeah! That must be it.”

“… … .”

“What is your relationship with Sima Jun?”

“Now it’s your turn to answer my question. Is there anything you can fix?”

In response to Jang-seo’s question, Gwang-ui smiled as if he had found a toy and answered.

“Hmm… … . Judging from the slight smell of dirt… … the dying guy over there must be a guy named Gwapyeong.”

There is no dog nose. Jang Yi-seo nodded without lying this time too.

“That’s right.”

“The original ignorant one has a strong body and a long life. Hehehehe!”

“Are you saying that I can save you?”

“If you heard about me, you would know what I get in return. Is that guy your enemy? Otherwise, why did you cut off his limbs and bring him back to life?”

“… …I asked if I could save him.”

“Kik, you’re a sure-fire guy. Good. I said it was close to impossible, I didn’t say it was impossible.”

Jang Yi-seo’s eyes sparkled.

“Are you saying it is possible?”

“Of course. I’m not like those Taoist monks who only speak the words of Kunlun. I can even bring the dead back to life, so there’s no reason I couldn’t bring that guy back to life. But… … .”

The broad mind smiles meaningfully.

“Do you really think that bastard Gwa-pyeong would want that? He must be the one who resents me more than anyone else in this place. If he, who treasures kindness as much as his life, finds out that he lived thanks to me… … Hehehe!”

What are you talking about? Resentment? Come to think of it, Guyu also said something like that.

‘The only member of parliament here is Gwang-ui. Gwa-pyeong cannot owe his life to such a person.’

‘What on earth is your relationship with the broad world?’

‘… … .’

And he didn’t open his mouth.

Between Gwapyeong and Gwangyi. No, between the Huns and Gwangyi, there is clearly a great story that others do not know.

The more I thought about it, the more things I didn’t understand.

In the first place, it was ironic that he sold the unmarried mountain to the devil’s cult. So, naturally, I thought that he would be in cahoots with Gwangyi, who created the unmarried mountain.

But in reality, Gwang-ui is imprisoned, and Cheol-ma-jeok holds a deep grudge against him.

And in this middle floor, there are a lot of people who are sick, as if they are addicted… … .

‘no way!’

Kung! In an instant, a hypothesis flashed through Jang Yiseo’s mind.

“No way. The people who are sick here… … were all of your doing… … ?”

“Hehehehehe! Did you see it? Did you see it? You saw it! What was it like? What did their expressions look like? Were they crying? Or, were they in despair?”

My back feels cold and my breathing is difficult.

That’s right. It’s Lee Ja’s doing. Lee Ja spread the disease. How could he do such a heinous thing…

No, why on earth!

“Are you curious?”

The question was asked as if it was piercing through his mind. When Jang Seo remained silent in anger, he answered casually as if it was nothing.

“Because those who have no power don’t know how to bow their heads. That’s why this happened. You shouldn’t have bothered me in the first place. I can let it go since I didn’t know at first, but if you keep bothering me, you’ll be punished. What can I do? Phehehehe!”

“Even this… was it the work of the Sanwang family…?”

“I introduced myself as a grain merchant to those starving guys. They ate it without even knowing it was poisoned. Of course, if you overeat, you’ll get a stomachache. Heheheehehe!”

I was shocked. I could guess what was going on.

Clearly, Gwapyeong said that.

The Sanwang family, having won the war, cut off all trade with them and completely isolated themselves in the north.

But this was not the end, it was the beginning.

“You poisoned… … the Xiongnu children?!”

Mao’s lips were trembling. And that was not all. Meng Hui could not close his mouth either.

At best, only Soo-man feels bitter.

“I was just commissioned. If you’re going to blame anyone, blame those damned men or the guy who punished me. Why did you kidnap me! Why! Whyeeeeeeee! Kiaaaaaaaah!”

The madness is running wild again.

He is a villain. He is a cruel man who cannot tolerate even the smallest things that happen to him, and cannot sympathize with anything that happens to others.

“What is your relationship with Gwapyeong?”

Jang Yi-seo no longer paid him any attention.

“What’s the big deal? That bastard’s only sister just died of poison. She was always sick because she was weak, so isn’t it a good thing? How can a woman who can’t even afford medicine live a life of luxury? Hehehehehe!”

“This crazy kid!”

As Mao tries to rush in, Soo stops him from behind. When he turns around, Soo shakes his head and says that it is not time yet.

“F*ck!”

Mao blew out his anger, swearing.

I thought that I too had had an unfortunate life. But compared to these people, it was nothing. They were still living in hell.

“Do you understand now? What it means to save that bastard Gwa-pyeong with my own hands? If you understand, then go and cover his nostrils or hands. Go in peace without complaining for even a moment. Hahahahaha!”

Jang Yi-seo’s eyes turned cold at the broad ridicule.

My heart had already been torn apart by lightning three inches into my abdomen. My internal organs were spilling out, preventing me from dying in peace.

Instead of feeling sorry, they just sit there laughing after putting the Huns, who were once healthy, into a nightmare they can’t wake up from.

And I’m just telling you all this to make fun of you.

It was a kind of show-off.

A devil in human skin.

“Well, what are you going to do? Are you still going to leave him to me? Then get down on your knees and beg. I’ll think about it. Hehehehe!”

As Zhang Li remains silent, Mao approaches.

“Jang Il-seo… … . What are you going to do?”

“What would you like to do?”

“I want to sew that old man’s mouth shut and kill him right now. Is that an overstatement? I think that kid would want that too. To be honest, I don’t want to ask him to spare his life.”

“But why do you have that look on your face?”

“I don’t know… … These kids’ lives are so miserable. So when I see them, I feel less wronged. It comforts me. But when I realize that, I feel like shit again. I wish their situation would get a little better. But to do that, they have to live.”

It’s complicated. Zhang Li immediately understood Mao’s feelings.

A contradictory situation where the will to kill becomes altruism and the will to act becomes selfishness.

At some point in between, there is conflict.

And every time these worries arose, Mao’s decision would shape who he would become in the future.

It is a great turning point for the boy who may become the leader of the ten thousand horses.

So Jang Seo thought more seriously than ever.

Broad-mindedness is the enemy of over-peace. Should I beg such a person to spare my life? Or should I let him die with dignity?

Not only the results, but even the beginning and the process must be straight.

That is chivalry.

therefore.

“I wouldn’t ask a favor of someone like that.”

“… … !”

“And I won’t let Gwapyeong die either.”

“Is that possible?”

The spy chief is the one who makes the impossible possible.

“In a broad sense.”

His mood has changed drastically. His tone has become lower and the air is filled with a sense of murder. If he had been an ordinary rascal until now, he is now a seasoned serpent.

The three people standing behind flinched at the unfamiliar sight, and Gwang-ui’s eyebrows rose sharply.

“I’ve been wondering this for a while now. What on earth makes you so relaxed?”

“hmm?”

“After the author dies, who do you think will be next?”

Broadly speaking, someone who is somewhere between clever and eccentric.

“You don’t make suggestions. You just receive and follow them.”

This should be enough to make you understand.

“Who do we think we are?”

The two eyebrows in a broad sense shake.

Cheonma Shingyo.

How could I not know? The place where I was born and raised and spent a long time. I know better than anyone else how strong they are and how scary they are.

What to do with yourself, an apostate.

“Ugh, euhihihihihi! As expected, he’s definitely a demonic bastard. It’s great to see him reveal his dirty true colors when things don’t go his way.”

In a broad sense, the Adam’s apple is quivering. This means that, contrary to what is said, there is still a fear of the devil’s cult.

Jang I-seo responded calmly.

“Wide. I promise you one thing. Even if you save Gwapyeong, you won’t receive any compensation. Why? This isn’t a request, it’s an order. Also, as soon as I finish my treatment, I’ll send you to the main school.”

“What… … La? Phew… … Hahahahahahaha! What kind of a ridiculous threat was that! Think about it. Then why should I save that guy? It won’t make any difference to me. Of course, unless you go crazy.”

To be honest, that’s true. Mao and Meng Hui nodded without realizing it. This is such an unreasonable condition.

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“You’re crazy, aren’t you?”

“What?!”