Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 483

Episode 483

: This is what happens when a villain is healthy and productive.

And in order to learn martial arts, you have to wake up at the same time every day, do the same training, and hit the same rock with the same punch, so naturally, once you reach a certain level, your black sword becomes more sincere.

In this Murimtopia, where white and black people live faithfully, only the congressman is caught in the middle and dying.

“daylight–!”

A voice filled with history resonates throughout Hongjubang and the entire area.

“Oh, you have a good voice too? “I have a talent for pitch.”

At Jin Cheon-hee’s words, Cheon-woo and Man-seon burst into laughter at the same time.

Even though I’m not in the mood to laugh.

“I heard that the four Ilgwang guys are trying to take down our Black Island Four factions! Even though you are one of the world’s top ten experts, do you think we will just leave like this!”

“What should I answer? this.”

While Jin Cheonhee hesitated, he immediately shouted.

“What are you doing! Hit them all–!”

About a thousand warriors moved simultaneously at the command of the ark.

‘With that number, war is possible.’

just as expected. The way they clumsily form battle lines and start firing arrows at each other looks like a real war.

But can we let that happen?

“Everyone cover your ears.”

At those words, Man-seon swears and covers his ears and runs to the other side of Jin Cheon-hee and begins to run away. Cheon-woo also takes a few steps back and protects his ears with his inner strength.

Jin Cheon-hee immediately jumped out at the enemy, stuck both front teeth together, and began making a high-pitched whistling sound with his vocal cords.

Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk–!

The loud sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard hits the surroundings.

Before the arrow could be fired, the sound struck hard, and all of the third-rate warriors were struck in the cochlea and fell down and fell down the stairs.

Some people were bleeding from their ears and eyes, and others began to wriggle their whole bodies like caterpillars, as if they had been infected by a snakebite.

Cheon-woo and Man-seon were both astonished to see three quarters sent away in one go.

“… It was a questionable sound as to why someone would do something like that with their vocal cords… The power is truly amazing. Lord Incinerator!”

“As time goes on, the words become more and more explicit.”

“That’s a compliment!”

“Do you believe it? “The ship is full.”

Cheonwoo also felt dizzy and shook his head a few times.

“You two, run further.”

“What more crazy things can you do?”

Jin Cheon-hee answered.

“This is crazy! This is a scientific hitting method. Isn’t it better to live with hearing loss than to die? “They will thank me later.”

“No, that’s not it…”

“You little brats just need to reflect and find a new life.”

Saying that, he turned his back and ran forward.

Jin Cheon-hee opened his mouth and began to make a sound that was heard many times in modern times.

“Weeeeeeeeeee–ㅇ.”

It’s a siren sound.

It runs by imitating the sound of a human voice.

“Kaaaaaa! Il-gwang… That crazy guy uses Yin-gong!”

“Piibaaa–!! Piibaaaaa–s!”

While doing this, Jin Cheon-hee’s expression was always calm, without any signs of laughter.

‘This is Hwalin. This is Hwalin.’

It’s just a hassle to gather a thousand idiots.

Even if we fight these guys with weapons, we won’t lose.

However, if you decide to fight without killing, the consumption of mental and physical strength will be enormous.

That’s the scary thing about numbers.

That is why Jin Cheon-hee practiced Yin Gong.

Anyway, Jin Cheon-hee doesn’t even trust the sword.

Everyone would be surprised if they knew what percentage of the total number of patients come in after being stabbed with the knife that Muin trusts like a parent.

While treating such warriors, Jin Cheon-hee’s heart became stronger.

The only thing to believe in is science.

‘Therefore, the sound hole is at least 120 decibels, which is the level at which people feel pain, and the sound of scratching on a blackboard, turning a drill, etc… This is also more effective when maintained at a frequency of 2000 to 5000, which is the frequency at which people feel pain! Then I must reproduce this with my vocal cords.’

That is the true sound hole!

Jin Cheon-hee was very worried as to whether she could really do it.

We also wondered whether this was possible with human vocal cords.

And I practiced every day.

Although I didn’t make a loud sound, it was the moment when my voice, which I had been honing while fighting against the sound of the wind in the bamboo forest, finally shined.

‘Feel the pain of dizziness, nausea, headache and hearing loss!’

The sonic cannon used by the U.S. military in the past was based on this theory.

It may not be a ten-thousandth of the pain they inflicted on the civilians, but at least they have been stabbed with swords all their lives, but it was the first time they felt the pain that hit their eardrums, so it felt good.

“Disband the meeting! Put down your swords and everyone disperse! Beep–yooooooo–! Bleep–yooooo!”

“You crazy bastard!”

“You crazy bastard!”

As he swung his sword in a panic, the bullet flew and the sword flew away.

Then he responded with a pterodactyl sound.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!!”

I thought to myself.

‘What are you going to do if you swing it like that and stab the friend next to you? Then who should sew it? I wish our friend would think about that.’

There are many warriors who collapse and vomit blood like that.

Now there are about 50 people left!

The survivors simultaneously fired memorized shots at Jin Cheon-hee.

Bababababaak!

Jin Cheon-hee stopped, thinking that if he screamed any longer, the fainted people would die.

‘If possible, it would be better to avoid brain damage.’

Kang Ho’s work is inherently worse for your health than smoking, drinking, or taking drugs.

Still, I decided to show mercy to these guys as long as they weren’t blood missionaries.

‘I hope you will understand my mercy and live a good life from now on.’

To modern people, martial arts is like a kind of dynamite.

If used well, it can break through cliffs, push mountains, and accomplish many things that cannot be done with human power.

However, if used in war, it becomes a weapon of mass murder.

Lawmakers say:

There are much more productive things to do in this world than stabbing a civilian’s organs, slitting a civilian’s neck, or breaking a civilian’s limbs.

Clinicians who treat martial arts know better how scary it is.

Even if they use their formidable military skills to help with civil engineering projects, build bridges, or till the fields, the unofficial workers will do more than the civilians.

Even if you cook, you can do it all day long if you put your mind to it.

Isn’t that the power of martial arts?

There is no need to check the color of each other’s intestines.

‘The remaining number is roughly fifty or so.’

It can be said to be an elite group of first-class, peak, and transcendent experts.

“Rain… damn it. “The rumor wasn’t false!”

“That guy must be tired too!”

“I used that much energy, but there’s no way I have the strength left to keep fighting!”

‘That’s Kangho’s common sense.’

The disadvantage of eumgong is that it consumes a lot of internal energy.

Hong Ju-bang Ark shouted.

“That guy’s strength isn’t infinite either! “If we all work together, we will be able to repel it!”

At that moment, without even waiting for his words to end, Jin Cheonhee narrowed the gap and dug in.

The guy in front was slashed with an ax and then hit on the back with a poker!

He then kicks his kneecap and knocks him down.

“Kaaaaak!”

He’s rolling down the stairs, and it looks like he’s in pain.

“Hit!” Hit it!”

The masters suddenly raise their swords.

It was amazing that there was some order in the midst of all this, as if they had practiced preparing for the exam in their own way.

“Oh, there’s a little bit of gang?”

At the same time that the ax breaks the sword, the poker in the other hand hits the entire body.

It’s almost like a whip.

Clap clap clap clap!

“Go back home. Go back, wash your feet, and go to sleep! Don’t you have parents too? “I guess they weren’t raised to grow up in the dark.”

A whip made of iron hits a person with great elasticity.

“Ahhhh!”

Although it does not contain the internal force, it is of course painful because it is struck by elasticity.

“Kill! “Kill me!”

The deadly black swordsmen swing their swords at random.

Facing dozens of knives covered in deadly force, Jin Cheonhee grinned without any sign of fear.

“Of course, words don’t work. okay. I know.”

Swing, stab, strike, and cut.

Everyone who passed by Jin Cheon-hee repeatedly broke or fell down the stairs after being whipped.

As Man-seon said, it was truly a crazy dance move.

Still, it didn’t matter.

Strangely, no one died during the dance.

“Haha, it’s a good month. “When I see the round full moon, it reminds me of round hotteok.”

Isn’t the full moon a day to eat something as round and delicious as the full moon?

It’s perfect because the weather is getting colder.

“On days like this, I need to fry hotteok, but I don’t know why I’m doing this.”

I thought it was really counterproductive.

So I tried to say it, but all I saw before my eyes were bright, murderous eyes.

“It would be a good memory if we bought a hotteok and shared it among the four of us.”

Sigh!

Blood splatters.

“It’s a lot better than breaking kids’ limbs.”

“Crazy… in the wall….”

“Damn daylight–!”

Shouting with hatred.

“Kangho’s duty has fallen to the ground. As I explained the deliciousness of hotteok, he said that I was like daylight. “Cheonwoo, what do you think?”

Cheonwoo said while protecting Jin Cheonhee’s back.

“I think it’s because I don’t know the taste of hotteok that my brother made?”

“okay. That’s because I don’t know the taste. If you knew, would you be beating up Yang Min at night? “I went to a hotteok restaurant.”

Bah!

Jin Cheon-hee’s white, muscular knee hits the swordsman’s face.

A few pieces of corn jump out of the swordsman’s mouth.

“The story of hotteok came up, but I have to finish it quickly. As it gets colder, I keep thinking about it. Cheonwoo. shoulder.”

“Your brother.”

Instead of fighting, Cheonwoo lowers his large body.

Jin Cheon-hee steps on Cheon-woo’s shoulder and bounces high.

bang!

The billowing sleeves slide in an arc like a crescent moon.

The young man’s body rises like a rabbit leaping onto the moon.

It was a beautiful parabola.

The young man, who drew a smooth line like a single brush stroke, lands in front of the Hongju Ark.

No, I’m about to land.

Hongju Ark quickly drew his sword.

Jin Cheon-hee also takes a falling technique and prepares to attack by crossing the ax and poker in both hands.

The moment of conflict.

Hongju Ark put all his power into his sword.

At that moment, Jin Cheon-hee released the falling technique and turned around in the air.

What you can see in full view is long thighs instead of weapons.

A pair of thighs wrap around Hongju Ark’s neck and his body lands on his palms as if he were doing a headstand.

Then, as if using a wrestling technique, he pinned the guy to the floor using only the elasticity of his back and the strength of the muscles connecting his thighs and calves.

“Hoitcha!”

Kwaaaaang–!

“Patient. Just sleep soundly. “If you wake up, the wound may get worse.”

It was the last voice Hongju Ark heard as he fainted.

After that, Man-seon grumbled.

“Lord Incinerator. I should have brought more men. When will we sort it out? this?”

“Iknow, right. ha ha ha.”

“Are you really going to fry the hotteok?” Jin

Cheon-

hee answered, stepping on the blood sword as if to confirm the death.

“It has to be fried. It’s gotten so cold these days. In times like these, freshly fried hotteok is the best.”

Hotteok Hotteok Hotteok~ Hohoho~ Hotteok~

Jin Cheonhee sang a strange song and lifted the fainted Hongju Ark on her shoulders.