Chapter 79: The Assassin Mask (1)

Chapter 79: The Assassin Mask (1)

Reactions to unbelievable events can vary greatly. Some react with surprise, while others wear bewildered expressions. Some freeze up like statues. Hwang Yong-min fell into the latter category.

Ryu Min? The Black Scythe Ryu Min? Hwang Yong-min uttered, while the scenes from his memory were overlapping in his mind.

One was of Ryu Min, hunched over like a turtle, striking himself. The other was of the Black Scythe, exuding an overwhelming charisma while slashing his arm. These two seemingly incongruous images pointed to the same individual standing before him.

The same person It cant be. Ryu Min, the nerdy guy, is the Black Scythe? Hwang Yong-min raised his head once again, his disbelief evident.

Even after blinking his eyes a few times, there was no doubt that the unmasked man was indeed Ryu Min.

It seems hard to believe for you, that Im the Black Scythe,

Well, it makes sense. Until last year, I was the one who got beaten by you.

You What are you? Have you been deceiving me all this time? Why pretend to be a fool? Hwang Yong-min inquired, his voice quivering with a mix of emotions.

Ryu Min retorted, What are you talking about? When did I pretend to be a fool?

In the midst of their conversation, Ryu Mins scythe spun around, and Hwang Yong-mins arm fell to the ground. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

The shock of losing his arm left Hwang Yong-min momentarily speechless.

Its unpleasant to hear words like fool from trash like you, isnt it? Ryu Mins voice carried a chilling edge.

Hwang Yong-min, stammering in pain, could only manage a feeble response, S-St-stop

Quiet. Unless you want your tongue cut out.

Ah, uh.

Hwang Yong-min held back tears and endured the pain.

Blood leaked out from the cut.

Ryu Mins hand moved swiftly to administer first aid, stopping the bleeding, and healing Hwangs arm. However, there was one glaring change.

Oh? Youre one-armed now? Ryu Min observed, a touch of amusement in his tone.

You cant keep a dog that tries to bite its owner. With these words, Ryu Min raised his scythe, and Hwang Yong-mins face contorted in desperation.

Wait, just a moment!

Your worth as a pawn ends here.

Wait, give me a ch!

Swoosh! Hwang Yong-mins head fell.

It was a pitiful and insignificant end to a once-tangled fate.

I gave you countless chances. In the previous regressions. Ryu Mins cold voice echoed in the air.

Back when he didnt have the rune of inner thoughts, Ryu Min had spared Hwang Yong-min, who had been deceived by his silver tongue. But as expected, it ended with betrayal.

I was such a sucker back then. Ryu Min chuckled inwardly. Only after his death did he realize how foolish he had been to spare Hwang Yong-min.

Of course, this was a tale from a time when his level and experience were much lower than they were now.

Goodbye, you bastard.

Their long, twisted destiny had reached its conclusion.

Even in the face of their unfortunate circumstances, there was a strange sense of relief this time, perhaps because he knew it was their last encounter.

First things first, I need to clean up this mess.

Utilizing his skill to erase any traces, Ryu Min made the four lifeless bodies vanish from the scene. It appeared that no one had detected their presence, as there were no witnesses to be seen.

This is going smoothly.

Ryu Min stowed away his scythe once again and donned his disguise. With this, he had successfully accomplished his goal of dealing with Hwang Yong-min and the Player Haven Caf executives.

Now, he was one step closer to the position of the chairman. Well, it wasnt just one step; it was more like a series of steps.

Should I pay a visit to his house?

With that thought, Ryu Min swiftly disappeared into the darkness.

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