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.
So Renjun followed Park Jimin out of the room, excitedly trailing after him like a lapdog. The guard closed the heavy door behind him, locking the disgusting smell within the room.
"Yeah." Park Jimin answered, slipping on his coat.
So Renjun was smiling from ear-to-ear, his eyes bright as the sun. He followed Park Jimin all the way out of the Underworld base.
Every time someone passed them, they all bowed, more in particular, to Park Jimin . Even when he was out of sight, the people continued to bow.
Everyone respected and feared Park Jimin at the same time. He was a strict boss, but he rewarded his people generously as long as they could repay it with loyalty and competence.
Park jy was nothing like his grandfather who behaved more like a tyrannical dictator than a leader.
"Big Boss, where are you going now?" So Renjun didn't want Park Jimin to leave so quickly. He wanted to hear more praises.
"The office." He answered, just as Jung Hoseok drove up to them.
"Oh." So Renjun 's shoulder sagged in disappointment, his eyes cast to the ground. His Big Boss barely stayed for thirty minutes...
Park Jimin was about to climb into the car but paused when he saw the boy's unhappy expression. He tiredly sighed. "I'll return to the base tomorrow," He said just as So Renjun's head snapped upwards.
"Really?! You will?" His mood took a 360-degree turn at Park Jimin's words.
Park Jimin nodded and when he was about to enter the car, So Renjun sniffed the air.
"Big Boss, why do you smell weird? Like disinfectants..."So Renjun had a particularly sharp nose for chemicals due to his background at the asylum filled with drugs.
He scratched the back of his head. "Did you visit a hospital?." So Renjun furrowed his brows. Why would his Big Boss smell like the hospital? Was he injured? But he didn't look like he was! Instantly, he grew worried.
Park Jimin stiffened, his eyes becoming more guarded than before. "You're thinking too much," He said, entering the car. Just as he was about to close the door, So Renjun grasped it.
"Big Boss, why were you at the hospital?" So Renjun was always curious about everything.
Park t's lips thinned. Whenever So Renjun was intrigued by something, he wouldn't stop asking questions until he got to the definite truth.
"Someone important to me was hospitalized."
"Who?"
"No one you know."
"Why was she in the hospital?"
The question surprised Park Jimin who turned to look at So Renjun . She? He sighed. Of course, he probably had some of Rosè Yang's lingering floral scent on him. Nothing ever passed So Renjun 's bloodhound nose.
"Because she was injured."
"Why was she injured?"
"Because she's clumsy."
"Why is she clumsy?"
Park Jimin 's lips thinned at the endless questions. He turned to Guo Sheng. "Renjun, I have work. I don't have time today to answer your questions."
So Renjun pouted, "But-"
Park Jimin gave him a warning glare and stopped rambling.
"Alright, Big Boss...I'll stop asking questions..." So Renjun became sullen again, like a neglected child yearning for his mother's love. "For now." He grumbled under his breath, pouting to himself.
Kim Namjoon took that as his signal to close the door of the black Maybach. Just as Park Jimin rolled up the window, Guo Sheng stuck his fingers into the tiny crack. He didn't even cry in pain when his finger was tightly pinched and almost crushed by the window.
"That's dangerous." Park Jimin frowned, rolling down the windows. He knew So Renjun was practically immune to physical pain, but So Renjun's hands were too useful to be damaged.
"You promise you'll come tomorrow?" So Renjun eagerly asked, hopeful for a confirmation.
Park Jimin slowly nodded.
"When?"
"In the morning." He usually came to the base at night when he got off of work, but he didn't want to delay the time he would spend with Rosè so he decided mornings would be better.
"In the morning...? But I sleep until the afternoon..." So Renjun trailed off, unhappy at his own sleep schedule.
"I'll send men to wake you up."
"Okay!"
"But, you can't hurt them." Park Jimin scowled at an old memory of his bloodied and bruised bodyguards that scrambled to him for help when So Renjun lost his temper for being awoken earlier than usual.
"O-okay..."
"Renjun , I'm serious." Park Jimin sternly said, not leaving any room for disagreements. None of his men wanted to approach the crazy boy and it was all because of his violent tendencies. Even Kim Namjoon was wary to be alone in the same room as him!
"Okay..."
"If you do something to my men, I won't see you."
At the possibility of that, So Renjun immediately straightened up. "I'll be good!" He quickly replied in fear that Park Jimin actually won't come.
Wordlessly, Park Jimin motioned Jung Have to start the car and drive towards the office. So Renjun brightly waved goodbye, even when the black car was out of sight.