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I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 266
“Come on, just think about it logically. With this many council members coming, shouldn’t there at least be one from the Equality, Freedom, and Constitution Party? There’s so many of them.”
“They hold the most seats, don’t they? Same with the district mayors.”
As far as I know, whether it’s city council or district council, they’ve got just over half the seats, and they’ve got one more district mayor than the other side too.
Numerically speaking, it’s not just one or two—about ten of them should’ve come crawling to me by now, begging for forgiveness.
“...Right? There’s no way their side doesn’t know about all this movement.”
“When over a dozen people are moving around every single day, and they still don’t know, they might as well take off their damn badges.”
Clearly, some kind of order must’ve come down from up top on their side.
Probably something like “don’t act recklessly,” or some shit like that.
Otherwise, the numbers don’t make any damn sense.
“There’s always those assholes who kick away the hand that’s trying to spare them.”
I’m a generous guy, so I was planning to forgive anyone who came to me.
All ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ they did, after all, was collectively ignore my invitation.
Yeah, it dented my pride a little, but I made up for that by wiping out the district mayors. That was their punishment.
They paid their dues, so if they come back to their senses and say they want to do things right, I should forgive them and trust them.
Isn’t that the mindset of a man who plans to take Incheon?
But these fuckers just don’t appreciate my mercy and are still up to some shady shit.
“How many are coming today?”
“Eight in the morning, nine in the afternoon.”
“All opposition party?”
“Yes. Fifteen from the Better Future Party, one from the Korea Youth Party, and one from the Progressive Reform Party.”
“Progressive Reform Party, huh? Haven’t heard that name in a while. But didn’t they really hate me?”
It went beyond hate—they pretty much despised me.
They used to protest everything I did, especially after I beat their one and only district mayor to death.
They’ve been laying low lately, though...
‘These fuckers caused me so much hassle. Should I even bother accepting them?’
“Since recent corruption and illegal activities have surfaced, there’s been a split even among their supporters. I hear their sponsorships and budget have dropped significantly. Apparently, they’re even considering selling their headquarters.”
“Yeah? What the hell made that mess blow up all of a sudden?”
I didn’t do shit.
I only got rid of the ones who were giving me attitude directly—I didn’t touch the party itself.
It’s not like I have manpower to spare right now. I’m busy in every direction.
“Not sure... Nothing confirmed, but it’s true the party’s in a rough spot. Should I dig deeper?”
“Nah, don’t bother.”
No need to go that far.
They’re annoying, but they’re small fry.
“So basically, it’s bad enough that they’re thinking of selling their HQ. That’s why they’re crawling to me now.”
“Yes.”
When it comes to money, who do you think of? Koryo Group.
Even people who don’t understand Koryo Group’s grip on the world know that.
Right now, South Korea is practically buried under Koryo Group’s subsidiaries and affiliates.
Of course, if every name had “Koryo” in it, it’d scream monopoly, so they all have different names.
Over 90% of Koryo Group’s subsidiaries don’t have “Koryo” in the name, so most people don’t realize they’re Koryo Group companies at first.
But eventually, everyone figures it out. That damn near every sector is under Koryo Group’s control.
So it’s only natural that when people think “money,” they think “Koryo Group.”
That Progressive Reform Party is probably out of cash and trying to cling to me for survival.
If I forgive that one person, the rest of the Progressive Reform Party members will come flooding in right after.
‘Hell, if it gets bad enough, they might even disband entirely and drop out of national politics.’
And just when I’ve been out here handing out forgiveness to council members,
It’s the perfect time to sneak in and piggyback on the mood.
‘You think that’s gonna work, you fuckers?’
What do they think this place is, a beggars’ den?
I won’t allow this kind of sneaky exploitation of my goodwill.
“Let’s wait until the end of today. But if not a single member of the ruling party shows up, that’s it. Starting tomorrow, it’s past the deadline. Even if they ask to come, don’t let them in. If they really want in, tell them to leave their party and come.”
“Understood.”
“And that Progressive Reform one... Tell them I’ll meet them. Let’s see what kind of bullshit they spew.”
If it’s a guy, I’ll kill him without a second thought.
Even if it’s a woman, I’m gonna kill her too—unless she’s hot enough to catch my eye. Then maybe I’ll let her off with some indefinite rape and a forced party withdrawal.
“Now that I think about it, the opposition fuckers are getting way too relaxed. Since I said I’d forgive people, they’re all lining up like it’s nothing.
You think the resolve of the ones who came crawling on day one is the same as the ones coming in droves now?”
So far, I haven’t seen a single one who really looked like it.
Sure, they all apologized on their knees with their foreheads touching the floor.
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After the first few were forgiven, gifted, and treated well, you think anyone else came trembling in fear?
Nah—they probably thought, “Let’s just get it over with and go back.”
‘I see them in a new light now. The first two.’
Compared to that, those first two had some serious resolve.
They came to beg for mercy from the guy who killed fifteen district mayors just because they didn’t show up to a banquet, and drowned another one just for saying “we have a party meeting, can we be excused?”
They had guts. Which means they’ll be useful in a bunch of ways.
‘Guess it’s about time I pick someone and beat the shit out of them.’
Forgiveness is something you beg for with real guilt, with fear and trembling.
If you come here thinking it’s easy, I’m cutting you off.
I’ve been way too generous.
**Thunk—! **
With the dull thud of a blunt weapon, her slender face snapped to the side.
A few teeth hit the floor along with the blood, rolling across it.
“Kegh, ughk...!!”
“Assemblywoman...!!”
The female assembly member, reeling from the blow, looked up at me with wildly trembling eyes while being held up by her aide.
I swung the blood-stained bat casually as I approached her.
“I’m really trying my best to be forgiving here, but when you act so goddamn rude like that, what choice do I have, Assemblywoman? Help me help you!!”
I swung again.
Thunk!
“Ghhk!”
The aide tried to shield the woman in a last-ditch effort, but if someone tries to block, I just have to hit them until they stop.
I beat him until he was dead, then smashed the defenseless, trembling bitch with the bat too.
“Augh...”
The assemblywoman collapsed in a bloody mess, crying through her tears.
She won’t die as long as she gets treated in time.
“Well, you showed up at least, so I’ll forgive you. Just think of the beating as payment for your insolence.”
“Th... tha... th-thank... y...”
She couldn’t finish the sentence and passed out.
“When the next council member arrives, hand her off. Tell them to take her to a hospital.”
“Understood.”
To be honest, this woman hadn’t done anything particularly awful.
I was just in the mood to pick a fight, and she happened to do something that rubbed me the wrong way.
You know the type.
Some people are just naturally stuck-up and rude.
If you’re being generous, you’d call it confidence. If not, then they’re just insufferable.
That kind of attitude slipped out. So I beat her.
She might think it’s unfair.
Did I really deserve to get beat like that?
But life’s all about timing.
She should’ve been careful.
If she’d come in with the right attitude and made sure nothing set me off, I wouldn’t have had an excuse to go after her.
“Next.”
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And because we live in an age of gender equality, I beat the shit out of a male assembly member too.
It’s not like he made any huge offense either, but there was just something about him that pissed me off.
Even I’m not sure what it was exactly.
The one from the Progressive Reform Party turned out to be a woman, though—
She was even fatter than that toad district mayor I beat to death.
Well, what do you expect?
They go on and on about the environment and natural living and anti-vax bullshit, but they don’t even bother with basic anti-aging. Like hell any of them are gonna be hot.
I was a dumbass for even briefly thinking, “If she’s hot, I’ll let her off with unlimited rape + forced withdrawal from the party.”
And what she said?
“I’m sorry, but~ blah blah blah, young master~ blah blah blah,”
Still trying to posture and play power games.
So I just beat her to death.
How dare a bitch who supposedly came here to repent and beg for forgiveness start putting conditions on it. Fucking infuriating.
Anyway, out of the council members who visited today:
Two are in critical condition.
One is dead.
With this much blood spilled, the ones coming tomorrow should be on edge.
“Ah! If I show up all casual, I might fucking die!”
They’ll start thinking that.
“These assholes. They don’t have the right attitude when asking for forgiveness.
They think they can just come by like it’s a holy site, take a sip, and leave.
What do they think this is, Bulguksa Temple? You think just bowing’s enough, you little shits?”
I calmed myself down a bit and got a report from Soo-ah.
“Any contacts from the ruling party today?”
Soo-ah checked her device again.
Obviously, we only use analog paperwork for my reports—everyone else uses the latest tech in practice.
“None.”
“Yeah? Then we’re done.”
From this moment on, the Equality, Freedom, and Constitution Party is no longer on the list of those eligible for forgiveness.
You are now beyond saving.
If you finally realize your guilt, show at least a shred of sincerity by leaving your damn party.
That’s the bare minimum requirement.
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