Chapter 271 – (Abduction) Mr. Choi’s Daily Life 2
“Under. This kid…”
However, the supervisor had no intention of listening to Mr. Choi.
As if he had caught the case, he raised the corners of his mouth and began to harass Mr. Choi.
“Hey. Don’t you have a head cap? Ok? You set up a punishment for trying to insult me, and then you’re going to do it again?”
Saying that, the supervisor stepped on Mr. Choi’s left hand.
He said.
“I can’t. Let’s go to the torture chamber. You have to sharpen your remaining left hand to come to your senses.”
“Oh no! Please take a look! Please, just once!”
“It’s late, you bastard. Injury to superiors twice. That would be enough to suggest a torture chamber. Isn’t it?”
“That is a fair statement.”
A worker who agrees with the supervisor’s opinion by raising the corner of his mouth.
Said the supervisor.
“I keep lying down there. I’ll bring the restraints and take you there. Kick kick. Would you come to your senses if you cut off a finger or two?”
The supervisor leaves those words and disappears with the workers.
Mr. Choi immediately got up as soon as the supervisor disappeared.
Then, with his fists clenched tightly, he groaned quietly.
He wept as he regretted his past.
‘I should have killed him. I should have killed Jeong Seong-min…’
However, his regret was far from ‘reflection’.
He only regrets his arrogant ‘choice’, but in the end there was no repentance.
No matter how severely he was tortured, his mind was destroyed, but in the end, his foundation was a ruler, and he was a conqueror who trampled on others.
He never regretted his sadistic behavior.
He only regretted leaving Jeong Seong-min to be driven to this point.
‘Why the hell am I, why the hell is that guy…’
Why did you do that?
He was himself who was so arrogant.
Having gained almost godlike power, he became greedy to swallow what Jung Sung-min had accomplished in one bite.
I never thought in my dreams that the guy who used to be managed by his corrupt girlfriend would grow up to this extent.
No, he thought that even if he grew up, he could easily be trampled on.
He thought it was enough to trample, as always.
But his anger was strong enough to wipe out the whole world behind him.
“Kuhhhhh”
Mr. Choi sobbed.
He shed tears as he regretted what he had done over the past few years, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of times.
But crying like this didn’t change anything.
In this way, he swallowed his resentment and said that he was angry, but it did not mean that he could stand up like Jeong Seong-min.
He didn’t have the strength to stand up like that, and he was already full of defeat.
In this state of nothing, he did not dare to raise such an empire again.
– Aaaaa…
However, Mr. Choi had a strong desire.
He couldn’t even think of taking revenge on Jung Sung-min, but he wanted to kill only the supervisor who had bullied him for the past few years.
‘Okay. Just kill that bastard. Only that bastard…’
In the end, the only cause left for Mr. Choi was to kill one supervisor.
Killing just one Overseer was all he could think of, his shattered, torn, crushed mind.
So Mr. Choi rummaged through the bag the worker had left behind.
He took out a hammer from there and hid by the entrance, waiting for the overseer to come.
“Anyway, this asshole… Huh?”
When the supervisor entered the public restroom, Mr. Choi slammed the hammer in his left hand down as hard as he could.
I hit the head of the overseer who stumbled and fell down in succession.
-Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
The overseer lost consciousness while bleeding from just four hammer strikes.
But there was still one more guy to deal with.
“Aaaaa!!”
A worker in bewilderment while looking at the supervisor who had been hit in an instant.
Mr. Choi pounced on him with all his might and began hammering.
There were intense physical fights, but it was impossible to stop Mr. Choi, who had undergone numerous trainings in the past and had innate physicality.
In the end, the worker with a straight drive stuck in his neck groaned and crawled across the floor, then stretched his body.
-Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
Mr. Choi finished off the supervisor who fell unconscious on the bathroom floor.
No, it was more of a resentment than an ending.
He was the one who, over the past few years, had retaliated against the overseer who had abused him with his mangled head.
-Tingrrrr…
Mr. Choi, who went on a rampage like that, dropped his hammer and stared blankly into the sky.
At this moment, he felt as if he had been resurrected.
Could this be the ‘awakening’ that Jung Sung-min also experienced?
“Tah, escape. Escape from here!”
Power flowed through his whole body.
For some reason, it didn’t seem like her legs were limping, and her body seemed to have grown.
Power overflowed in his left hand holding his tool.
It felt like I could hold the whole world in my hands.
– Limp. Limp. Limp. Limp.
Mr. Choi quickly walked out of the new camp.
It was a newly built building, so there were not many people, so it was easy to get out.
However, the problem was the security guards who were always patrolling the site of Jung Sung-min’s mansion.
“What? Aren’t you the lowest slave? Why did you come all the way here?”
As expected, he frowned upon discovering himself and approached the guards.
Mr. Choi replied with a servile expression, hiding his hand holding his tool behind his back.
“That, that. I am on my way to run errands.”
“Errand?”
“Yes. They told me to bring a toolbox.”
“Hmm. Okay?”
The guard nodded in agreement.
However, when he sees Mr. Choi’s hands hidden behind his back, he wriggles his eyebrows.
He said.
“Hey. Why are your hands behind your back? What?”
“Ah. You mean this? Actually, this is…”
Mr. Choi held back his sledgehammer and squeezed his hammer.
Then, in an instant, swish!
Shouted, brandishing a hammer at the guard’s head.
“Kill you! Whoops!”
However, Mr. Choi is kicked by the kicking of the security guard who reacted immediately.
Falling to the floor, he immediately got up and lunged at the guard with a limp.
However, the security guard only played with Mr. Choi as if he were dealing with a child.
“Did you get sick?”
-Puck! Puck! Puck!
Mr. Choi fell to the floor after being hit in the chin in just three moves.
Said the guard, stomping on his neck.
“What are you doing? Are you crazy at last?”
“Turn it off…”
A guard presses Mr. Choi’s airway while putting strength into his shoes.
Then, the hammer Mr. Choi was holding caught his eye.
“What is that blood on the hammer? Did you have an accident?”
The rugged guard muttered that and brushed his hair.
Then, he sighed as he looked at Mr. Choi with eyes as if he were looking at his troubled cousin.
“Ah… Fuck. Why is it me You look overworked today”
This moment when someone’s big decision becomes someone’s overtime work.
Mr. Choi came to realize that he was firmly mistaken for something.
He had delusions that over the past few years he had regained his former powers because he had easily killed the supervisor who had abused him.
“Yes, Master. Yeah… Oh well, that slave guy is causing a commotion.”
And in the midst of that thought, I heard the voice of a security guard talking to Jung Sung-min on the phone.
Then he scratched his head and spat out bloody words casually.
“Wrist or ankle? Well… I only have one wrist now. I understand for now. Yes. Yes. Rest then.”
-Beep.
Wrist or ankle?
He gasped at Mr. Choi and looked at the guard.
He tried his best to look pitiful, eagerly hoping he had heard it wrong.
“Oh right. I didn’t see you killing people.”
However, he recalled the report he had missed and only called Jung Sung-min again.
A former former member of Jung Sung-min’s special unit, he was one of the few subordinates who spoke to Jung Sung-min without hesitation.
“Yes. Master. That’s it. It looks like this bastard killed someone. Yes. Maybe the workers? Or supervisor. Um… Yes. Well, I think so too. Yes. Yes. Then we’ll investigate, and if it’s confirmed to be true, we’ll run it. Yes.”
-Beep.
The security guard sighs after hanging up the phone again.
He said to Mr. Choi, clearing his ears with a troubled expression.
“Hey. How many did you kill?”
“…”
“If you don’t answer, the intensity of torture increases? 3…2…”
“Two, two…”
“Two people? Are you sure?”
“Yes…”
“Hmm…”
He stroked his chin and pondered for a while.
Soon he answered.
“With two people, it can’t be helped. It should be hit by a full-body flamethrower.”
Full body flamethrower.
Punishment followed by excruciating pain that you don’t want to go through even for a second.
The worst punishment for destroying one’s own spirit.
The flames of hell I never want to go through again.
“Keep it off…”
Unless you taste it yourself, you wouldn’t dare imagine what the pain was like.
Mr. Choi rolled his eyes and fainted just remembering that moment.
In his receding consciousness, he hoped again and again that he would never wake up like this, but when he opened his eyes, he was already bound in the torture chamber.
The guard looked at him awake and said.
“Let’s fire three times for three minutes each, and cut off one ankle.”
“…”
Mr. Choi passed out again.
