Warning! This chapter has adult-restricted contents such as the use of vulgar languages, violence, intercourse, and might even show the portrayal of harmful activities. Continue at your own risk.
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The disposal of the asset was the last option in his to-do list, and these two dorks had sped up and picked that latter. They even went further by hiding the asset's body inside the cubicle.
Tsk.
Discomfort and terror crammed the atmosphere inside the car driven by one of his men. Who would be bold to act calmly in this situation? They did not dare challenge 'him'; they were not that foolish.
"What is a good excuse to say to the senior executives?" he asked them. His face and body were screaming of his complete displeasure and disappointment. "Help me out, Ban Seo."
Ban Seo, who was sitting at the passenger's seat while his pair, Kim Dong, was driving the wretched car they were riding, immediately quivered as though the angel of death called his name.
"Ban Seo, given that you've thought of an amazing way to cover the body, I bet you'll come out with a great idea for tonight's assembly."
After stating the words, the dork placed a hand on his chest and turned his gaze to face his direction. "Leader, I swear in the name of my deceased mother, it is not mine. It's from Kim Dong. He suddenly instructed me to."
"Look at this, lying motherfucker. You're the one who killed the asset!" asserted the blamed, Kim Dong.
"I did not, fat ass. You're the one who's lying here."
"Hah, this sack of shit. Leader, I can prove to you that this stupid fuck pulled the trigger. We could ask Grand Dog about a copy of the CCTV video in his pub," fought the blamed. He clenched his grip on the steering wheel while withholding to turn his head from the road.
The second Kim Dong finished his assertion, the accuser, whose eyes locked on the leader sitting at the backseat, slowly ceased his gaze. Ban Seo then squeezed his body on his seat the moment after.
"L-Leader, it was an accident! I swear my hand slipped when I was playing with the gun!" claimed the dork who was hiding in the passenger's seat.
"Hah, caught you red-handed! What a stupid piece of cum stain, swearing with his dead slut mother's name. There is no camera in his pub, birdbrain!"
Kim Dong's roar of laughter rang inside the car as he continued, "Why would the Grand Dog install one when all of his customers are criminals? And even if he did, he would not let us have a copy of a video just because of an inconsiderable matter!"
"That's enough," the leader grumbled, and both went silent.
Kim Dong unknowingly triggered him. The leader snapped while he sat on the backseat, hearing Kim Dong saying that their foolish mistake was something small and simple.
'It was my fault, either way. As the area-group leader, I should not have left the asset to these rascals in my watch. Knowing what the pair could do.'
Tsk, he completely forgot that these cousins were just lousy cunts. "Small matter, you say."
"Ark!" Kim Dong struggled to find the words to answer. "L-Leader, I didn't mean it that way. I-I'm sorry."
"Who's the stupid piece of cum stain now, Kim Dong?" teased Ban Seo.
"Pipe down, or else I'll shove my gun inside your mouths," was his venture. A thin rustle chimed in shortly when he showed the handgun on his waist.
As both of the cousins responded with a quick "yes" before shutting their shit together, it satisfied him, knowing that the threat was effective.
In the first place, what made him hire these noisy chickens? To pity was a weakness he should not have shown to these two cum shot mistakes. If he could go back in time, he would have ignored them dying in that dark alley.
The car became awfully silent, tranquil than ever. While he was watching the numbers of the streetlights decrease on the road, Kim Dong reeled the wheel to park the car at the parking lot of the towering building.
Right, tonight's emergency meeting was at the boss' main company building, and everyone had to attend.
As the leader noticed the dork pulling the vehicle over, he started, "Kim Dong."
"Leader?"
After parking the car, Kim Dong remained seated on the driver's seat while the other dork went out to open the door of the backseat.
"If you wish to drive a Mercedes-Benz, prepare the script that I'm going to say to the senior executives. All the bastards are present, especially that loud 'insect'. I need you to work with a good one before we enter the assembly. Do not embarrass me."
Prominently, following his throw of instruction to Kim Dong, the leader came out of the car through the opened channel provided by Ban Seo. In the coordinate moment, he fixed his suit and checked the gun hanging on his waist.
While doing so, his eyes surveyed the parking lot and saw the familiar white vehicle beside their wrecked-looking-shitty car.
Oh, how tempting was it for him to scratch that shiny hood, shatter the windshield in pieces, and kick the bumpers until it came off from its place. Along with these, he also wanted to punch that smug face revealing as the car window was slowly lowering.
"Heya, Mr. Park Wonho. How is your day going?" asked the voice with its mocking tone protruding in. "By the way, I received a new mission, and it's about the runaway debutante. Just saying."
Park Wonho fought the urge to roll his eyes when he caught the face of the annoying insect sitting inside the car.
"Doing great. Until I see your fucking face, Geum Il Hwa."
"Don't be like that, Mr. Park. You know, we once became friends in our reckless days." With the signature disgusting smirk printed on his ugly face, the man opened the car's door and revealed himself.
"...We were business partners," he corrected the offensive term that the person used, who he would describe as an insect.
"Aren't partners classified as friends?"
Standing beside him, he could not help but be uncomfortable by the shitty presence. He even hated smelling the same air as this 'insect'.
"If it's between us, no. I don't think so." He could not stand it anymore. His feet brought him away from the nasty person.
"Hey, Mr. Park! Park Wonho, wait up!"