I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 103

“Pathetic. With 760 billion won practically being handed to them, why would they get greedy like this?”

After all, they’ll die not long after the story starts anyway. What’s the point of hastening their demise? They might as well enjoy whatever they want for the time they have left.

‘Or... maybe not? The male protagonist is dead, and the female protagonist is with me, so if I don’t act, maybe they won’t die?’

Their end comes when the protagonist discovers their drug operation, leading to their downfall. Thinking about it now, if I don’t act, that chain of events likely won’t happen.

‘Well, in that case, I guess I’ll have to kill them myself. What choice do I have?’

Such is fate, perhaps. No matter what, the doomed will always meet their end. If they were fated to die, they’d find a way to hasten it, even if it meant acting like this and pushing themselves closer to the brink.

“Pull our people back. There’s no reason to walk into such an obvious trap.”

“Yes, Master.”

Soo-ah contacted Prestige to relay my orders.

We wouldn’t be crawling into the trap so carefully laid out for us.

‘Now, let’s see... what would truly satisfy me in this situation?’

The crime of trying to rob me, the sheer audacity of it, clearly calls for execution. The only question is how to carry it out. This isn’t just an affront—this is an outright betrayal, a backstab. Unforgivable.

When someone crosses me, they pay for it. Always.

‘Would it be more tormenting for him to die knowing what he’s done and feeling regret and pain, or to die not knowing, consumed by injustice?’

I deliberated fiercely on how to maximize the suffering.

It struck me as a philosophical question worthy of a textbook.

Not only do I think about physical pain but also psychological devastation—this level of detail is, even to me, rather devilish.

‘...Or maybe I shouldn’t kill him?’

I briefly entertained the idea that death might not be the ultimate form of punishment. Sometimes, living can be a far worse fate. Perhaps I could mutilate him, leaving him limbless and forced to live like livestock. Or I could inject him with agents that induce something like CRPS (Complex Regional Pain Syndrome), a condition of unrelenting agony, and let him endure that for the rest of his life.

The options are limitless if I let him live.

‘Or, handing him over as a test subject to Koryo Militaris, which is likely involved in producing demons, might also be a fitting end.’

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The thought seemed promising, so I immediately reached out.

Aunt.Yes, Young Master?Min Ji-ah promptly responded.

Do you need test subjects? A healthy adult male, in case you’re wondering.Test subjects?Yes, considering the secrecy surrounding Levi. If it’s something the Koryo Group hides even from a direct member like me, it must be something pretty sinister. Surely you could use a subject for that kind of work?Ah... we already have plenty....Really?She admitted it right away.

It seemed there really was some shady work happening.

Why are you asking this all of a sudden?There’s an idiot who tried to buy something from me and planned to backstab me in the process.An idiot, indeed.To be fair, he doesn’t know he’s dealing with me.Ah....But it’s insulting. Not knowing doesn’t justify betrayal. He should’ve handled things with respect, don’t you think?Of course....Her response felt less enthusiastic than expected.

So, you don’t need any more test subjects?Disappointing. I was hoping for a permanent method of torment.

If it’s punishment you’re considering, perhaps you could try using the Nano Decomposer being developed by Militaris.Decomposer? What’s that?It’s a type of injectable implant designed for special purposes. When injected, the nanobots in the solution act on the subject’s brain and nerves, amplifying sensory sensitivity up to 3,000 times. They then begin decomposing the body, a process that takes about a month for full disintegration. During this time, the subject remains alive.So, for a month, they feel their body decomposing at 3,000 times the normal sensitivity?Yes, that’s a simple explanation. If you combine it with a drug that increases the brain’s time-perception ratio, the effect becomes even more intense. In experiments, I tested it with a 10x time-perception increase.So, they’d experience almost 300 days of bodily decomposition at 3,000 times the sensitivity?

Why are they even developing something so horrifying?

I couldn’t fathom the level of agony that would involve, but the fact it was designed as a punishment tool meant it far exceeded any conventional definition of pain.

Should I send you a sample set?Send it.I’ll make sure you receive it by tomorrow morning.I extracted this new “medicine” from Min Ji-ah.

Honestly, I didn’t think what Jang Kyung-soo did warranted such an extreme punishment—300 days of amplified decomposition pain. But as fate would have it, things lined up this way, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for him.

‘Poor Jang Kyung-soo.’

“Jang Kyung-soo isn’t on-site, is he?”

“No, it seems he only sent his subordinates.”

“Then we’ll need to capture him alive. He’s probably at some hideout right now.”

“Maybe his headquarters?”

Hmm.

‘No need to overthink it. I know the location of his drug factory.’

Being the largest drug factory in Incheon, losing it would be a devastating blow.

If we attack the factory, he’ll have no choice but to show himself in some form.

We’ll ambush him then.

‘This will also give me a chance to test Levi’s and Baek Seol’s abilities.’

Levi, the demon who can slaughter dozens in a second with her sword,

And Baek Seol, a knight with immense potential, now equipped with custom weaponry.

Sending these two along with the Red Team will ensure that even Incheon’s so-called drug kingpin, Jang Kyung-soo, won’t stand a chance.

Plus, I’ll have the Red Team wear specialized suits purchased from Militaris to minimize potential losses.

And, as a bonus, I’ll livestream Baek Seol’s and Levi’s rampage.

“Baek Seol.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“The PMC isn’t officially established yet, but here’s your first mission.”

“! Yes. Please, give me your orders.”

“Take the Red Team to the location I’m giving you and destroy everything. Burn down the facilities and kill everyone. If Jang Kyung-soo is there, cut off his limbs and bring him back alive.”

“Understood.”

I gave her the address.

She promised to complete the mission successfully while caressing her specialized weapon.

Honestly, it wasn’t a monumental task. The factory wasn’t some legendary fortress; success was practically guaranteed.

Jang Kyung-soo is a minor figure, a mid-boss at best in the grand scheme of things.

“Levi, let’s see the skills that impressed Soo-ah so much.”

Levi also confidently assured me of her success.

Meanwhile...

“What’s going on? Why haven’t they shown up?”

Jang Kyung-soo scowled at the silent screen in front of him.

The agreed-upon time had long passed, yet there was no sign of the other party.

“Could they have been discovered?”

“Th-that’s impossible.... We’ve deployed a scanning-blocking field and equipped all individuals with implants that prevent detection and enable stealth. Unless they’re using military-grade equipment....”

“Then why aren’t they showing up?”

“That....”

This wasn’t the kind of delay that could be excused by unforeseen circumstances.

It had already been an hour, and the other party hadn’t even tried to make contact.

They had been stood up.

“Those... bastards! How dare they mock me?!”

Already stressed by recent failures, now even this drug deal had fallen through.

And it wasn’t the first time. The deal had been delayed once before—on the same day, no less.

How could anyone treat the great Jang Kyung-soo with such disrespect?

“S-sorry! I’ll locate them right away!”

His subordinates scrambled, fearing the wrath of their boss. They searched frantically for any trace of the other party.

But before they could uncover anything, an even more shocking report came in.

“B-boss...!!”

A man came running, visibly panicked—a rare sight for one of his trusted lieutenants.

Jang Kyung-soo’s expression darkened as he silently demanded an explanation.

“Terrible news...!! A-1 is under attack!!”

“What?!”

A-1.

The largest drug factory in Incheon—and on the entire Korean Peninsula. It was the cornerstone of Jang Kyung-soo’s reign as Incheon’s drug kingpin.

Despite the factory’s top-tier security and defenses, it was suddenly under attack?

‘Could this be related to the deal?’

Adding to his troubles, a significant portion of his forces had already been diverted to secure the new drug shipment.

At this rate, losing A-1 seemed inevitable...!

If the factory fell, the financial blow would be catastrophic—not just for him personally but for all those who had invested and provided backing to maintain the facility. A-1 wasn’t just his operation; it was supported by massive external funding and partnerships.

If the factory were destroyed...?

‘No. That cannot happen.’

“All units, head to A-1 immediately!”

He issued the command and began preparing himself.

He strongly suspected that the attackers were the same group playing games with the drug deal.

He would personally oversee their punishment for daring to humiliate Incheon’s shadow king.

‘For daring to insult me, Jang Kyung-soo, don’t think for a second you’ll get a quick or painless death!’