Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

Mad Presence (4)

‘But he's not a friend to make fun of. Rather, I'm funny. ’

Unlike Gunu, Leon had a job and was making money. It was true that it was superior to yourself, whether it was your own strength or your connections. In Gun Woo's head, Lion's perception of the Sappa scumbag has changed to a no-good, money-earner. However, if he had challenged me, I would have punished him enough.

I have never avoided a battle that I have walked so far.

The extra captain pressures the backup cast, saying to eat quickly. I changed my schedule to shoot a different god, so I had a lot of time left, but I think he likes to harass me. There are always finishing people wherever they go. That hasn't changed, even though civilization has developed so highly over time from the past.

Gunu looks at you a lot, but there are no approaching people. The extra captain also took a cautious attitude toward Gun Woo. It was because of the energy and atmosphere that emanated from him.

At some point in time, I could control such an intensity, but I was still immature. It was even more so because my anxiety was broken and my emotions were shaking even more.

“Cough!”

“Ugh, well. ”

Sareh coughed as she glanced at Gun Woo, then assistants who met Gun Woo. I was getting more and more focused on whether the story about Gunu had gone crazy. I got up from gunning and went to a place where no one was there. I thought nothing would happen around here.

After passing by the door, the courtyard came out. Seeing the big yard, old memories came back. It reminded me of the time when I was being judged by the leader of his master. Not everything came to mind. There was a hidden place as rare as the fog.

I could see a leader standing with a branch in his hand. The leader of those days looked at him with a loving smile. It might have been a Simmi from forcefully breaking the immobility and accepting the emotion. It was an illusion created by a yearning heart, but he couldn't get rid of it easily.

‘Grab the sword. ’

You pick up the crossbow sword. It's a prop sword, but I can't blur his focus. I held the basic posture while lifting the gunner.

It was the Wind Wind Blast strategy. It was not in accordance with current internal air laws, so it did not have the right power, but it was meaningful just to operate it. A sword at last. Don't you think you should just swing at it? For some reason, his teacher, who was clearly in vain, now seemed to offer him a new path again.

The new leader's stature stretched towards Gun Woo at the same time as it shook. The gunner now dodges and swings his sword, treading on an awkward foothold.

The strength of Gun Woo's battle was only a handful, but it was unmanned to reach Gun Woo's portrait. Many realizations were buried because of the loss of memory, but the way I went once did not disappear. The stiff joint creaks. Jingi's distribution was frustrating, but he had a smile on his face.

Whee!

His body spins as he kicks the ground. The outstretched sword scatters the sand and makes a mess of the surroundings. The snows fall the night before, scattering and gathering along his sword.

It was a movement beyond common sense.

It was a desperate workshop that corresponded to the movements of the carriers, but it was as beautiful as watching one side dance. If only those who knew about the sword could see that each one was a herbivore that touched death, but they were doubtful that there would be such a person in the modern society.

I was moving my body with all my strength, unlike a beautiful sword. The moment the tree branch of the fortune-teller stabbed the body, the sensation of actually experiencing death took over the whole body.

“Hehe!”

I poured all my strength forward.

Jiaying!

The sword in your hand trembles. The wind that was blowing around Gun Woo sinks. The scattered snow blossoms returned to their places.

My mind calmed down. I felt intense emotion, but I felt like I had learned how to not be swayed by the flow. No, I realized what I'd forgotten. I remember when I died, but not clearly. I wondered how far he had gotten.

I blinked my open gaze and looked straight ahead. The leader looks pleased and disappears. The leader allowed him to realize many things, even to the present. Even though there is no such thing as consolation, I know that I can continue if my heart touches it.

Pussy!

The prop in Gunu's hand falls to the ground, leaving only a handle.

"Oops."

A crappy prop couldn't endure the power. It seemed to show excessive movement due to the atmosphere.

I felt popular and looked back. It was forbidden to see other people perform, so I almost lived a habit, but I almost suppressed it.

Oh, my God!

I saw a middle-aged man clapping with the expression that he was very surprised. And next to her was a woman with her eyes wide open.

“Oh, that's amazing. ”

The middle-aged man was dressed as him. He had a toothbrush to brush his teeth and a script in his other hand, which he also knew.

Best of luck.

As an actor of the Smoke wave, I was an actor who was also called a national villain by digesting the creepy role of evil. However, his usual appearance seemed quite favorable. The woman had a toothbrush in her mouth, and the bubbles were flowing along her jawline.

"Kim Jinhee?"

If he didn't have any memories of the past, he would have given his autograph in vain.

‘Strength · · · · · · · · ·? ’

I could feel the emotion emanating from Choi Eun Sook and Kim Jinhee because he operated the building. The emotion resonates and approaches Gunu. The sheep were small, but the feeling of the added intensity in the body was reminiscent of the similarity suction method.

It was the same feeling I had when I sang on the street.

‘Clearly, it would have been perfect for Safa to be treated as a free man. ’

The true metaphor would be to absorb and internalize the energy contained in the emotion, but from the perspective of the wavelength, it would appear to be an evil aphrodisiac method.

“Hmmm.”

Kim Jinhee was furious and disappeared as soon as Choi Hyuk coughed and opened his eyes. I quickly wiped the toothpaste foam off the chin line and ran. Kim Jinhee's running ears were red.

Choi Hyuk cleared his throat again and looked at Gun Woo.

“Well, I thought the martial arts team wasn't coming today. ”

“I'm covering for Alba. I'm sorry if I interrupted."

“No, it's just me. It's good to see. It was like watching a harmless movie. I've been living on this floor for decades, but I've never seen a body move like you. You mean it's real martial arts. ”

“I'm not proud of it. ”

There was a glimmer in the eyes of the eunuch. It was a curious eye, not like an actor acting intense evil roles that said he had heard and let the viewers go.

Obviously, Gun Woo's body movements were closer to art. Moreover, the footprints on the floor were beautifully spread out as if looking at the shape of a flower.

It also miraculously cohered with Gun Woo's appearance, so that even the best eunuch who had all kinds of experiences was dumbfounded for a while. Choi Hyuk nodded as if he understood Jinhee's appearance as well.

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