Mr. Tycoon's Woman||PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 120: I'll Be Good

So Renjun gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes dangerously flashing as he picked up the knife from the table and stalked towards the man. "Big Boss asked you a question," He snarled, and without warning, stabbed the man on the thigh.

The mangled man screamed and writhed in pain, the sound enough to cause any normal person's ears to bleed.

"Answer him!" So Renjun screamed, his eyes crazed with malicious intent. He twisted the knife, digging it deeper into the man.

"I-I r-really don't know!" The man wailed all of a sudden, tears streaming down his face.

But So Renjun didn't care. He tilted his head. "You don't know huh?" he repeated and with lightning speed, sliced the man on the cheek, forcing another blood-curdling sound to erupt from him.

"A-all of o-our clients' identities a-are h-hidden! Only the h-higher ups know who i-it is!"

Park Jimin raised a brow. Higher ups? So this wasn't a regular small gang. "Who are the higher ups?"

Kim Namjoon turned his head to look at his frightening boss whose face was so deathly calm, it seemed as if he was watching a movie. Whoever the higher-ups were, they surely were retarded. Who dared to have the guts to come after his boss' woman? Who dared to offend not only one, but two powerhouses? Didn't they know Yang Marco , though old, still had the military behind him?

"I-I d-don't k-know—NO! WAIT! PLEASE!" He cried out when So Renjun raised his arm to stop him again, but one word from Park Jimin was enough to halt him.

"Stop."

So Renjun immediately dropped the knife in his hand. He innocently turned to Park Jimin , awaiting his next orders.

Seeing a chance of redeeming himself, the man quickly stammered out, "T-t-the highers-up are hidden from us! We're-only a small gang. T-they're p-part of a b-bigger organization!" This was enough to interest Park Jimin. A bigger organization? There was only a few that came to mind.

"What is the bigger organization?"

"M-my gang, B-bleeding Gun i-is under the Silver Crown Clan!" He stuttered.

Park Jimin was not surprised to hear which foolish clan was behind their plan.

Silver Crown was an organization filled with people willing to take any job they could get. They were in charge of a lot of smaller gangs that did the dirty work for them. Most of them were petty crimes like robbery, kidnapping, and scare tactics. They weren't a big threat to the Park's , so Park Jimin wasn't bothered by them.

He turned his head to Kim Namjoon who was already contacting the man in charge of Silver Crown.

Silver Crown...They must have a death wish to target someone from the Yang family and on top of it, his woman. Park Jimin stood up and was about to walk out of the room when he suddenly remembered the sullen child awaiting his compliment.

He turned to So Renjun who sulked in the corner, a disappointed pout on his face. He walked to the boy and gave him a pat on the head. "You did good," Was the only thing he said before walking out of the room.

He didn't see the cheerful expression on So Renjun's face, but he didn't need to, for he already knew the boy was probably brimming with happiness.

"Really Big Boss? I really did a good job?" Even the way he spoke resembled a child. Always repeating his words, always asking for reassurance.

No one could blame him though.

He grew up in an insane asylum and when Park Jimin discovered him, it was already too late. So Renjun was beyond repair, but his crazed brain was put to good use in the Underworld. Park Jimin needed men like him who didn't flinch or gag at the idea of torture beyond words.