The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman - The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman chapter 43

Choi Woo-hyuk

In the midst of the city lights illuminating the darkness, Choi Woo-hyuk was up.

Standing in front of the window with his body wrapped in bandages, he finally looked back at Siyoon.

Siyoon read anxiety and nervousness in his eyes.

He closes the door to the hospital room.

Then, when you grab the handle and turn it, the locking device clicks and goes up.

Choi Woo-hyuk, who glanced at it, opened his mouth with a trembling voice.

“What do you want from me…?”

He gradually felt his lips dry up.

“Who are you? Who are you to be so tenacious…!”

“Whoah, calm down first, okay.”

It was a VIP room, so it was as spacious and luxurious as a hotel room.

Siyoon passed the red carpet and sat down on a luxurious leather sofa.

“I’m having a very tiring day today because of someone.”

“…”

“So let’s sit down and talk.”

Siyoon pointed at the single sofa across from him with the tip of his chin and spoke again.

“what are you doing. sit down.”

Only then did Choi Woo-hyeok come with a limp and sit in the seat across from him.

Siyoon threw a copy of the ledger he had.

“You were curious? What else is in it? Because only the first picture was taken in the picture I sent.”

Choi Woo-hyuk’s gaze at the ledger on the table trembled helplessly.

Before long, he looked at Siyoon.

“What are you doing, don’t look at me.”

Only then did Choi Woo-hyeok quickly reach out and open the ledger.

His eyes quickly scanned up and down the page, widening with each page.

The two hands holding the ledger trembled.

In the end, he couldn’t hold back his anger and grabbed the ledger in his hand and started tearing it off.

“Ugh, uhh! aaa!!”

Pieces of paper torn mercilessly to shreds.

Siyoon, who was looking at it indifferently, rested her chin on it and said a word.

“It’s a copy anyway. It’s no use.”

“aaa!!”

There, a tenon that is roughly slammed onto the floor.

Choi Woo-hyuk, who trampled on it several times, shouted.

“Park Siljajaaang!!”

“Oh, yes.”

“this! This f*cker!! How far have I…! how much! But how dare you stab me in the back!!”

Eventually, when he took out his cell phone and tried to make a call somewhere, Si-yoon threw a picture at him.

“Stop fussing around and take a seat.”

“…?”

Choi Woo-hyeok, who was trying to dial the number on the photo that had fallen at his feet, looked down.

Eventually, he bent down to pick up the photo, and when he saw what was inside it, he gasped.

“Because he has already paid the price.”

Inside the photo was the last appearance of Director Park.

Just by looking at his desperate expression, Choi Woo-hyeok could tell that he died in agony until the last moment.

‘Even Chief Park was hurt? The Park Chief with the eyes of wisdom? ‘

In disbelief, his hand holding the photo trembled.

After that, he sat down on the sofa as if his legs were weak.

Choi Woo-hyeok’s bewildered gaze turns to Si-yoon.

“What the heck… who are you…?”

The murmur was now imbued with fear.

“Yeah, I guess we have to talk about that first.”

A smiling Siyoon takes my sunglasses.

Choi Woo-hyuk, who was looking at it, swallowed his saliva without even realizing it.

Military sunglasses that come off before long.

On his exposed face… Choi Woo-hyuk’s expression immediately distorted into astonishment.

Siyoon folds up her sunglasses and puts them in her front pocket.

Choi Woo-hyuk muttered to him in disbelief.

“Choi, Choi Si-yoon…?”

When his name was called there, he crossed his legs and opened his mouth.

“Where has your life in the hospital room been peaceful?”

I bury myself comfortably on the sofa and curl up the corners of my mouth.

“Executive Director Choi Woo-hyuk.”

“Oh, no… How are you… how are you…!”

“Then, did you really think I was a foolish watcher of the housekeeper?”

There, Choi Woo-hyuk jumped up from his seat without even realizing it.

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Drooling! A sofa that is pushed back wildly.

“This, this is nonsense.”

He pointed at Siyoon and shouted.

“How are you! The likes of you…! How about a half-penny who can’t even use magic…!”

Memories from Phosphor Entertainment that pass through Choi Woo-hyeok’s mind in an instant.

‘If the true identity of those sunglasses is Siyoon Choi…!’

Both of his eyes widened.

“I guess you noticed now.”

Siyun hides a bullet under his fist and injects magic into it.

Then break it! and a blue current that rises like a lie.

The bizarre phenomenon created by mana was clearly ‘magic’ to anyone.

Choi Woo-hyuk’s mouth fell open.

“You thought you knew how to use magic…?”

“Take some thought. Managing Director.”

Siyoon lightly tapped my head with his index finger and said.

“Because I was an illegitimate child, like my older brothers, I didn’t have the proper foundation of being in my mother’s family. What could I have done by remaining at my parents’ house?”

“no way···.”

“If I had been there, would I have only withered to death while receiving countless checks?”

Choi Woo-hyuk, who swallowed dry spit, stuttered.

“Well, then you said you came from your parents’ house on purpose…?”

Siyoon Choi let out a smile.

“Who cares? An idiot and incompetent illegitimate son who was miserably kicked out of his home.”

He spoke as if he was having fun.

“Who else would have dared to imagine? That incompetent illegitimate child, in fact, must have been sharpening the blade of a counterattack without anyone knowing.”

There were a lot of lies mixed in Siyoon’s words, but that didn’t matter.

The important thing now is not the truth that no one is curious about, but the lie that literally overwhelms the opponent.

“Look now.”

Siyoon leaned over to him and whispered.

“Even you, who was watching me from the closest seat… you didn’t even dare to predict it.”

“!!!”

At that moment, Choi Woo-hyuk literally felt goosebumps all over his body.

‘From the beginning… it was all acting from the beginning!’

Not being able to awaken to magic, being miserably kicked out of one’s home, having a bad temper, being lost in love and living in alcohol and women – all of that!

‘It was a postponement for the future!’

Upon realizing that fact, Choi Si-yoon in front of him began to look completely different in his eyes.

The incompetent person he had been secretly ignoring and spitting on was nowhere to be found.

The one in front of me deserves to rule.

A human with a harmless-looking face and tiger teeth.

‘Choi Ho-jun…!’

At this moment, he felt as if he had seen a piece of the current chairman of Sungma Group from him.

Siyoon pulled out a pistol from his chest and threw it at him.

Choi Woo-hyuk groaned in embarrassment at the K36 automatic pistol thrown on the table.

“Magic power.”

As Siyoon suggested, he raised his hand, and he grabbed the pistol in front of him with a trembling hand.

Then, she pours her magic there.

Then, the magic circuit began to flow clearly through the gun barrel.

“…!”

Choi Woo-hyuk was startled by the presence he could feel and withdrew his hand.

His gaze quickly turned to Siyoon.

“This, this…!”

“you’re right.”

When Siyoon opened his hand, the pistol was sucked into his hand like a lie.

“It’s a magic gun. It’s not a superpower or anything, it’s a real Magic gun.”

Choi Woo-hyeok’s common sense, which had been solid until now, was shattering terribly at just a few words from him.

“If this is the identity of the blade I have been sharpening, what would you do?”

“······!!”

Choi Woo-hyeok, who vomited astonishment, took a step back without even realizing it.

Seeing him like that, Siyoon rolled her eyes.

It was sewage that would destroy Choi Woo-hyeok right now, if not someday.

If we destroy him now, nothing will change except that the cage in which he is confined and monitored will be replaced with something else.

Because of this, Siyoon thought.

‘What I need right now is my own perfect cage.’

It is not a cage to watch over him and imprison him, but a small castle named Birdcage, where he rules and he reigns.

And what was needed now for that was Choi Woo-hyuk’s complete surrender, not destruction.

Siyoon tilted his head towards Choi Woo-hyuk, who was still in shock.

“There are only two options given to you now.”

He said, extending his index and middle fingers.

“One is to be disposed of smoothly by the general secretary’s office.”

One finger is folded.

“The other is, from now on, obey me and only listen to my orders, not Choi Jin-seong.”

“!!!”

“Which one would you choose, Executive Director?”

It was in the form of a question, but Choi Woo-hyuk had no choice anyway.

Recalling this, Choi Woo-hyuk unknowingly bit his teeth tightly and closed his eyes.

The humiliation of having to give in to someone you once viewed as your subordinate.

But he knew he couldn’t survive any longer without enduring it.

And I had to admit it. Choi Si-yoon was on his head from the beginning.

His true self, which he had just seen, kept flickering in front of Choi Woo-hyuk’s eyes.

At that time, he felt something from Siyun’s black eyes that he hadn’t seen in any successor candidate.

That vague and depthless sense.

It’s like looking into a veil that has no end.

Other than Hojun Choi, I had never felt such a thing until now.

In addition, there is an existence that breaks the common sense of this era such as a ledger with unusual contents and a Magic gun.

Perhaps, if this man was in front of him, he might even swallow Choi Jin-seong.

No, you will have to do something yourself so that you can swallow it.

Otherwise, he would have no other way to live.

After reading his expression, Shiyoon opened his mouth.

“Looks like you’ve made up your mind.”

Choi Woo-hyuk’s shoulders trembled.

There, Siyoon said with a bored expression.

“Come to think of it, on the day of the exhibition, he once said this to me. Fortunately, I don’t think I forgot my subject.”

“That, that’s…!”

“I am curious. I wonder if the executive director knows my subject well.”

Seeing Choi Woo-hyuk still standing and looking down at him, Si-yoon’s eyes grew cold.

“Is that your attitude towards the new owner now?”

“!!”

Noticing it belatedly, he hurriedly got down on one knee and lowered his eyes.

“Sin, sorry! I don’t even know the topic, I dare…!”

Woohyuk Choi lowered his head.

“From now on, I will be loyal to Siyun-nim!!”

Siyoon looked at him and said with an expressionless face.

“I believe. Managing Director.”

Of course, that doesn’t make his sins go away.

Si-yoon thought that someday he would pay the penalty for the dirty things he had done, which were written in the ledger.

It’s just not right now.

There was no place for a monster like Choi Woo-hyeok in Hanam, where he would rule from now on.

He has come too far for his nature to change.

“No, of course!”

Choi Si-yoon nodded at Choi Woo-hyuk’s cry and stood up.

There was no need to swear. The devil hiding in Choi Woo-hyuk’s shadow smiles.

Siyoon passes Choi Woo-hyuk, who is kneeling, and approaches the window where the night view of Hanam is reflected.

the end of the foreground.

I see a building towering like an unshakable fortress.

Its identity is the headquarters of Hanam Management Construction.

His eyes narrowed as he gazed at the huge tower.

‘Choi Jin-seong…’

The last time I saw him at the exhibition, his smiling face while eating using his mother passes by in front of my eyes.

‘wait.’

Siyoon turned around.

‘You are next.’

And the next step for that is…

‘Old Gwangju City, Gyeonggi-do.’

It is the redevelopment project Choi Jin-seong coveted the most right now, and a bonanza that will become his main source of funds in the future.

Cut off the financial line of the future and block Choi Jin-sung’s business expansion.

After that it was simple.

It cuts off the cash flow from inside Hanam City, cuts off Choi Jin-seong’s hands and feet, and finally hits his body directly.

He already had a plan.