Dilettante

Sweat on his chin drips down on the dumbbells. If it weren't for the black shirt he was wearing, it would have looked a different color because of his sweat.

Yoo EunSeung put down the heavy dumbbell, and went straight to Chinning dipping without taking a breath. Whenever he pull up, his biceps and deltoid muscles swell as if they were bustling.

By the time the number of pull-ups exceeded 40, a phone call came in. EunSeung, who was hanging on one arm, touched the Bluetooth earphone.

"Yes, It's me.

[MooJin, how are you doing?]

"Yes, thanks. I am doing fine. How are you brother?"

[Everything is fine, thanks.]

EunSeung's eyes dimmed, and the speed of pull-up, which started again, became faster.

Kang MuHo. He was his bloodline, his father's biological son, a man who would become the owner of Muyoung Group.

He lived as Yoo EunSeung for 26 years following his mother's surname, and lived as Kang MooJin for 5 years after entering under Chairman Kang.

The reason why Moon Shipping fell into his hands was because Kang MuHo turned to politics. If Kang MuHo hadn't let go of Moon Shipping, he would have had to live in the shadow of an illegitimate child for the rest of his life.

However, the problem was what Kang MuHoo did when he was the representative of Moon Shipping. EunSeung had to take care of the dirty dit that he had wrapped in his hands with Choi TaeJoon.

If a member of the National Assembly, who entered Korean society, and even Korean politics, causes a drug scandal, it will destroy the entire Muyoung Group.

For that reason, EunSeung had to deal with all the people involved. If anything had gone wrong, he will be the one to take the blame. He is a useful dog.

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Therefore, it is not enough  to deal with Mesa, Who knows the identity of himself and Kang MuHo.

[MooJin-a, until when can't you just watch your back? Gradually clean up there and return to Korea.]

Who is this all about... .

EunSeung smiled coldly and turned over. His body was as solid as a gymnast's with no muscles to flirt with.

"The board brother has set up is bigger than I thought. Besides, the guy you was moving with did something stupid. He sold the name of Guilio Parenti."

Kang MuHo seemed a bit surprised and didn't say anything.

It was when he came down to the mat and turned around his sore shoulders with a heavy breath. Someone approached without a sign and grabbed the back of the head.

In an instant, his face was slammed into the wall in front of his eyes. The wall shook and the browbones were torn and bleeding.

"Chew... ."

The cold metal pressed against the back oof the head caught. It was a gun and only one person would point a gun at him.

"Brother, I will contact you later. A guest is coming."

[Uh... that, yes. Stay healthy, MooJin-a. And I heard that the boat floated... .]

"Later, I will contact you."

After hanging up the phone unilaterally, EunSeung swallowed the swearing and pressed against the wall.

"What is it?"

It was Guilio who threw him against the wall. EunSeung averted his eyes in surprise at the strength of his grip beyond his imagination.

"You lied to me."

"What a lie."

"If you don't remember what you said... . I have no choice but to force myself to remember."

His eyesight is red from the spilled blood. He know what Guilio Parenti is talking about lies. This time, it must be something related to Lee Hana.

Guilio recited cruelly and pulled EunSeung's hair strongly. A bowed head. As soon as the muzzle feel from the back of her head, Yoo EunSeung cut off Guilio's hand.

Then, Guilio, who was pushed back a step, threw a fist straight away. A fist driven into EunSeung's face, whose vision was blurred by blood. Guilio's foot was stuck in EunSeung's stomach, which was staggered by the force so strong that it made his brain tremble.

However, instead of being pushed away, EunSeung grabbed his ankle and turned it around. With a crackling sound, the two men tangled on the floor.

The two men swear at a place full of exercise equipment.

Blood splattered on Guilio Parenti's white shirt. And Yoo EunSeung's face began to swell.

The balance of power has not tipped to either side.

It feels like the instinct to recognize a strong opponent is running out of control. The adrenaline rushed through his body, and he almost forgot what the reason for the fight was.

The cradle where the dumbbells were stacked collapsed, and he started to trim. A situation like a dogfight. Yoo EunSeung grabbed Guilio and beat him to the floor. But at the same time, his foot got stuck.

"Sh*t!"

It was when Yoo EunSeung, who had lost her balance and fell forward, rushed at Guilio again,

Bang!

The bullet that grazed EunSeung's face was lodged in the thick mat.

"D*mn you b*stard!"

Guilio Parenti muttered cruelly, wiping the blood from hi mouth. At that, Yoo EunSeung glared at his gun and laughed like a madman at him.

"Why, are you upset because you ca't do what you want?"

"I was going to leave the easy way and go back. If you don't like it, just get rid of it."

"Will you egret it?"

Taking a deep breath, EunSeung shifted his gaze to the woman standing behind Guilio Parenti. Guilio also noticed Hana reflected in the mirror on the other side and slowly lowered the gun.

EunSeung observed the change in Guilio Parenti. One eye shakes as if he is embarrassed inappropriately. The strength and madness went into EunSeung's body subsided.

What is this... .

"What are you two doing?"

Hana, clenched in a fist, strides forward and grabs Guilio's wrist holding a gun without hesitation.

"This is against the rules."

Guilio obediently handed her the gun.

Hana put the gun in her back pocket and turned to EunSeung. Both were in poor condition, but EunSeung was more serious. He was probably caught in a defenseless state.

She was stunned. As far as she knew, there was no reason for Yoo EunSeung and Guilio Parenti to clash. Because Yoo EunSeung was her bodyguard that this man allowed.

"It is ridiculous, really. Did you do something wrong?"

"Did you just hit him from behind? I guess he didn't like me."

"Ha, it looks like you've been hated quite a bit."

Hana grabbed EunSeung by the chin and pressed hard on the eyebrows. Then his blood, which had been flowing severely. stopped.

"Press it here. I'll bring you some stereo strips."

"Let's go together. That man is scary."

Even though he was bleeding profusely as if he had been in a card accident, Yoo EunSeung remained calm. He hurriedly stopped the bleeding, but Yoo EunSeung's condition was more serious than she thought.

She need something to press on the wound. Hana tried to take off the shirt she was wearing upside down.

Just as she was clutching her shirt with both hands, Guilio Parenti grabbed her arm. He pulled her hand out with strong force and gnashed his teeth as he glared at her.

"I'll call a doctor, so don't do anything stupid."

"You have to stop the bleeding. What, do you hate me taking off my clothes?"

"Ha, you... ."

"Then take it off. If hurt his big blood vessel. It's not the time to go back and fort. Why are you like this? Did my bodyguard make a mistake?"

Guilio snorted, glared at Yoo EunSeung and pulled the shirt he was wearing on both sides as if tearing it. The button is ripped off and falls to the floor.

In response, Hana clicked her tongue and accepted the shirt Guilio gave her. After checking the tag on her neck, she licked her lips in regret and rolled them up. Then, she pressed hard against Yoo EunSeung's wound.

"Wake up. It looks really dangerous."

Hana held out her hand to Yoo EunSeung, and Guilio intervened between the two again.

"Don't pretend to be weak, wake up."

Guilio grabbed Yoo EunSeung by the collar and raised him up.

EunSeung, who stood up in pain, slipped out of Guilio's hand and gabbed Hana's arm. Then he acted like a dog hiding behind his owner and hugged her halfway.

"I'm dizzy. Maybe because I shed too much blood."

"I should have beaten him enough to require a blood transfusion."

"What the hell did I lie about? Tell me, Mr. Parenti."

Hana looked back at Yoo EunSeung, who kept provoking Guilio, and gave an annoyed warning.

"Stop it, you too. Don't make the situation worse, get treatment before you die."

"I will not die. Like everyone else. It's not my time to die."

"That only works for me. Not applicable for Yoo EunSeung."

Guilio grabbed her chin, as if the two of them were talking in Korean. Then she turned to herself, then she had her eyes curiously sunken.

Hana said, feeling the same frustration as before,

"Wait here. I will come here and meet you. I'll take Mr. Liu to his room and come back, so don't move. Okay?"

Only then did Guilio let go of her chin. She then plops down on a nearby bench press.

Guilio's hands, as he washed his face dry, were bruised. From scratches to scars from holding his gun the wrong way.

Frustrated, Hana helped EunSeung to get out of there.

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"What happened? What about Guilio?"

Then Lorenzo, who was waiting outside, hurriedly approached with his men and asked.

"Can't you see this person with your eyes? Bring the doctor right away."

"No way, are you with Guilio? Aren't you?"

"Are you crazy? Did I make this person like this? Wow, do you think I am like you?"

"Hey, hey. It's okay, wait. I will send you a doctor. So Guilio is inside?"

"Yes, your boss is doing very well."

Lorenzo brought his fingers together to his mouth and whistled. Then, Guilio's men scattered here an there came running and helped Yoo EunSeung.

Looking at him now, EunSeung was in a state of fainting.

'It's kinda quite... .'

If it was a blow to the head from the beginning, a concussion was suspected. She doesn't really like Yoo EunSeung's behaviour because it's suspicious, but it's hard to see a Korean like him hurt.

Hana picked up the shirt that EunSeung had dropped and asked Lorenzo for a favor.

"That man, please treat him properly."

"It's the doctor's job."

"So, at least I threaten you. He must live."

"Why, because he is Korean?'

Hana looked down a her bloody shirt and frowned.

"That, too, is not wrong. There's information still to be found out about that man. So he must live. It will be good for you, too."

She left Lorenzo, who had a bewildered expression on her back, and entered the building again.

You can feel the misery from the entrance. Walls are damaged everywhere, and bullets are stuck in the floor mats. Exercising equipment was tipped over, and blood was splattered.

Hana approached Guilio, who was still sitting on the bench press. Lost in thought, he stretched his hands between his legs and raises his head.

"Is he dead?"

Hana laughed at the calm question.

"No, I will save him. He has to live."

"He is a dumb guy. So why?"

"Because I need him. Than that... You were invited to a party."

When she get to the point, he licks the wound on the corner of his mouth with his tongue and caresses his chin.

"Information is fast."

"Because I have an informant."

"So, what's the point?'

"Take me too. Kang MooJin, there is news that the CEO of Moon Shipping will attend. I have to meet him."

Even as he sai that, her gaze kept moving in search of Guilio's wounds.

There are bruises around the ribs, the corners of the mouth are torn, and the hands are bruised as if they had been cut.

She wondered how broken those pants are. She let out a sigh.

"Then, come as my partner."

"Partner?"

"That way your actions will be free. There are few people in the world who are crazy enough to touch my woman."

He held out his hand. Her jaw muscles looking down at the hand are pulled.

Hana grabbed the man's wrist instead of his wounded hand.

"You are taking me, aren't you?"

He stared at the wrist held by her, then raises his gaze.

"Do you think your brother is there?'

"At least, I'm sure someone knows."

The man nodded and slowly got up. Then he buried his face in her shoulder as if he were in her arms.

"Cheer up. Me too."