Max-Level Son of a Chaebol Family - Chapter 43

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43. Killing Three Birds with One Stone! (2)

Yoo Jong-tae’s mouth fell wide open.

‘What the hell is all that money? I just deposited the contract money from Hyeonmu Construction at Jangsu Bank in Myeongdong earlier.’

Yoo Jong-tae flinched when his eyes met Park Cheol-gu’s.

From his triumphant, confident stride to his gaze, everything screamed ‘I’m number one! I’m Baldy Colonel Pak!’

Charisma was overflowing from him.

A man’s charisma naturally comes from deep pockets.

Quick-witted Yoo Jong-tae forcibly closed his gaping mouth.

‘No way, right? He couldn’t have won that much with pocket change. That doesn’t make sense.’

Thud.

Park Cheol-gu sat down in the prepared chair.

The professional gamblers exchanged subtle glances.

Their exchanged looks contained both the question ‘Who is this guy?’ and the relief ‘Thank goodness.’

Madam regained her composure after confirming the customer’s face.

Madam put a fresh cigarette in her mouth and smiled brightly.

“What game shall we play? Poker? Hwatu? Baccarat? Or maybe…”

“Anything. Whatever’s good.”

“Oh my, you’re as bold as you look. How cool. Then let’s start formally with poker. How about it?”

“Sounds good.”

Shuffle.

Madam shuffled the cards while sending Young Master an eye-smile.

“Did you come with Father to get some pocket money? You must be thirsty, shall big sister order you a cider?”

“No thanks.”

“It’s fine. You can drink it. Big sister’s treating.”

“I don’t accept freebies at gambling tables.”

He was saying he wouldn’t even accept pocket money.

“If you don’t like cider, how about cola?”

“Everyone knows there’s no such thing as kindness without reason, so stop the manipulation.”

“Oh my, manipulation? I’ll have you know big sister has high standards? Your Father isn’t my type…”

“I’m telling you to forget about putting laxatives in the cider.”

Madam giggled.

“Oh my, if you say it like that, it makes me quite embarrassed. I was trying to be generous because you’re cute, but now I’m going to be falsely accused?”

“Fine. Then I’ll have the cider.”

“I knew you would. You like it but you’re just being difficult.”

“But you’re the one drinking that cider. Preferably in one shot.”

Madam giggled again.

“Actually, I don’t like cider.”

“If you don’t like cider, then drink cola instead.”

Madam’s hands shuffling the cards while pretending not to know became noticeably more restless.

“I’m on a diet.”

Quick-witted Yoo Jong-tae understood the meaning of the glances being exchanged among the other gamblers.

‘They were really going to serve drinks with laxatives?’

It was malicious intent to shake their opponent by any means necessary.

‘Young Master, did you see through even that at a glance?’

But just now, the Young Master’s eyes seemed to gleam quite dangerously and cunningly.

It looked like he was going to win big here.

Surely not, right?

* * *

The impossible happened.

No, it completely destroyed The House.

Yoo Jong-tae’s jaw dropped.

‘This is insane! The scale is truly incredible!’

Park Cheol-gu won everything without exception – poker, hula, baccarat, go-stop, seotda.

Literally victory after victory!

‘Is this even possible? The opponents are professional players?’

Five players already caught using techniques and kicked out!

Park Cheol-gu was catching foul play with an eerily easy precision.

‘Since the stakes were so huge from the start, the tide completely turned after just a few rounds, didn’t it?’

Park Cheol-gu swept up an armful of chips.

Raking them in with his burly arms like a claw, the chips overflowed to a degree that made calling it a mountain seem inadequate.

It seemed like he had scraped up every single chip The House had.

“I won again?”

Meanwhile, not a single chip remained on the gamblers’ tables.

Except for Madam, all the gamblers were down to their underwear and socks.

Running short on chips, they had bet not only their watches but even the clothes they were wearing, only to meet a glorious defeat.

“I’ll write a promissory note right away and get more chips!”

“This time I’ll definitely win! So one more round!”

“I’ll bet my wrists, so please, just one more round!”

The professional gamblers clung on pathetically.

Madam too had long since given up all the jewelry that had been dangling from her, becoming simply dressed.

But instead of groveling like the others, she kept her back straight and glared at Uncle Cheol-gu.

“I’ll bet one night with me! So let’s have just one more round!”

As it turned out, Madam had also lost her mind just like the other players.

“Let’s turn it around with this one round!”

“Just one round is all we need! Life’s all about one big shot anyway!”

These were the words the professional gamblers had been chanting like a mantra while wailing.

Meanwhile, the house managers were frantically running around on their legs.

“Chips! We’re short on chips! Bring more chips!”

“Damn it! He’s scraped up every single chip from the vault!”

“This won’t do! This is an unprecedented emergency! Only the boss can handle this!”

* * *

I leisurely looked toward the entrance.

It’s about time for them to show up, isn’t it?

Swoosh!

Horse Head came charging through the beaded curtain like a bullet.

“Who the hell are you?”

The quick-witted Security Guard, self-proclaimed number two, who claimed to be my right-hand man and boasted loudly about carrying out his assigned mission perfectly, Yoo Jong-tae quickly jumped to his feet.

“I’m Yoo Jong-tae, I brought the invitation!”

“Errand Boy, get out of here!”

Horse Head snorted fiercely and glared menacingly at Uncle Cheol-gu.

He was in a state of extreme rage, with murderous intent and hostility piercing the sky.

Regardless of that.

Uncle Cheol-gu smiled innocently and stood up from his seat.

“My business is done, so I think I’ll be going now?”

“Go where! Sit down!”

Horse Head grabbed a gambler by the collar and dragged him out, then took the chair.

He sat across from Uncle Cheol-gu.

“You may have come here on your own, but you need my permission to leave. Sit down!”

“I’m leaving on my own two feet, so why do I need your permission? Do I owe you something? You’re the one who should pay up!”

Uncle Cheol-gu pointed to the chips piled up on the table.

“Let’s settle our accounts properly.”

He must have scraped together every single chip The House had.

No matter how good Horse Head’s cash mobilization ability was, could he settle all of this by today?

To settle that amount, how many safes from gambling houses built throughout Seoul would he have to empty?

Even I was curious about this.

“You, you Brat…!”

Horse Head’s lips trembled violently.

“When the game is over, we need to settle accounts properly. That’s the credibility of a gambling house. I collect thoroughly and pay out thoroughly.”

I know too.

Accurate settlement is both the iron rule and credibility of a gambling house.

If a gambling house doesn’t properly pay out the money won?

Then gamblers will immediately stop coming.

To keep the money flowing, Horse Head had to ensure settlements were handled properly.

‘His settlements are reliable, but all his other methods are so dirty and filthy that’s the problem. His bad reputation didn’t come from nowhere, right?’

I’ve been watching this guy for years now, how could I not know?

“You damn lucky spotted bastard, let’s have a proper showdown today!”

Horse Head was a born gambler.

He slammed the document bundle he’d brought onto the table.

“The House’s land deed and debt documents collected from gamblers. I’m betting everything on this game.”

“Even if you bet all that, I don’t think it’ll cover these chips?”

“I’ll bet the cows, the dogs, the chickens! Anyway, I’m betting everything that’s property of this House.”

“Even so, it looks nowhere near enough?”

I’d brought all the chips from the vault.

No matter how good his cash mobilization was, he couldn’t exchange all of this.

There were definitely limits to the cash operated in a gambling house.

Thud!

“I’ll also bet the Hyochang-dong, Sinsa-dong, and Mugyo-dong Houses.”

“Oh!”

I nudged Uncle Cheol-gu with my elbow.

Still not enough. We need to squeeze out more.

Understanding the promised signal, Uncle Cheol-gu frowned deeply.

“Even so, that seems like just breaking even?”

“Fine! Adding Insa-dong, Seongbuk-dong, Sinseol-dong, and Ojang-dong!”

Good! We’ve finally reached this point!

Normally he would never reveal his entire fortune like this.

Horse Head, whose pride had been thoroughly crushed, decided to bet boldly.

“Boss, you can’t!”

“What if you lose? How many Houses will be gone!”

Madam and the other players turned pale as they tried to stop Horse Head.

But Horse Head, who had entered battle mode, flashed eyes filled with madness.

“Just win! Just take it! One game victory, life reversal! That’s the rule of this world!”

The guys who had been trying to stop him shut their mouths tight.

It was true.

They had acted no differently from Horse Head when faced with gambling tables.

Horse Head laughed.

“But it’s all-in for the whole game. Call?”

Uncle Cheol-gu also laughed.

“Call!”

Uncle Cheol-gu glanced at his wristwatch.

“But you know what. I have an appointment, so I don’t think I can hang around for long.”

“Three rounds! Three rounds is enough to gauge your opponent’s skill and decide the match.”

Uncle Cheol-gu glanced at me.

I winked one eye.

‘The big fish has taken the bait completely, so let’s properly shake him down!’

With Gambling Skills, Number Battle, and Psychology Battle, it would be hard to beat Horse Head.

But our side had an incredible hidden card.

[Leave it to me again this time.]

With the Grim Reaper standing behind Horse Head reading his cards and telling me.

Do you think I’d lose even like this?

Uncle Cheol-gu grinned.

“Three rounds. Good. Call!”

“Then shall we start the game?”

And so the gambling match began.

* * *

“…Damn it!”

“I won again?”

Three wins out of three!

Uncle Cheol-gu swept up the gamblers’ debt documents and the House property deeds in one armful.

Thud.

Horse Head grabbed Uncle Cheol-gu’s wrist.

He twitched his eyebrows and growled.

“Wait. Stop right there.”

Horse Head trembled violently as he shouted.

“Let’s play one more round!”

Whether it’s gamblers, professional gamblers, or gambling house owners.

Anyway, they all say the same damn thing.

Uncle Cheol-gu glanced at his wristwatch.

“The agreed time is up. From now on, it’s settlement time.”

“The game isn’t over yet. If you don’t want to see your brat die, sit down right now!”

Horse Head smiled despicably.

“All-in for the final round! If you lose, I’ll let you leave with your body intact. So choose.”

Uncle Cheol-gu’s expression hardened.

“How did your words suddenly change?”

“The game isn’t over yet. So this isn’t a matter of settlement, it’s a matter of choice. For reference, I don’t settle with guys who die during the game.”

By now, the Madam and the professional gamblers had already disappeared.

“That’s why you should have taken a reasonable amount and quit while you were ahead. Let’s not say you didn’t know things would turn out this way.”

The House Managers locked the gambling house doors.

“You fool, what good is all this money after you’re dead and buried in the wild mountain? Going to use it as travel money on the Path to the Underworld? Choose. Money or your life?”

I clicked my tongue.

‘I knew this would happen. What a dirty bastard.’

Uncle Cheol-gu also clicked his tongue.

“This bastard is impossible to deal with, isn’t he? Is this how you do business? So noisy. Just do the settlement properly.”

“I told you the game isn’t over yet.”

That’s when it happened.

Weeeeeeeeeeee!

Right on schedule, the sound of sirens echoed through the air.

Before entering the gambling house, I had made a promise to Uncle Cheol-gu.

-I’ll teach you a three-birds-with-one-stone secret method to completely clean out those bastards’ pockets, completely clean out this gambling house, and completely break Horse Head’s mental state.

I had already completely cleaned out those bastards’ pockets, so now it was time to completely clean out this gambling house.

Our Uncle Cheol-gu is a patriotic man, you see.

He couldn’t just turn a blind eye to an illegal private gambling house that brings harm to this country.

So what choice did we have? We had to report it according to the law.

Bang bang bang!

Someone frantically pounded on the door that had been locked from outside and shouted.

“Boss, we’re in big trouble! The police are swarming in right now!”

“Don’t panic. We’ve bought off all the local police in this area.”

“It looks like every single police officer has been deployed! They say they can even see the heavily armed Police SWAT Team flags!”

“What?”

Yeah. I had called Secretary Kim in advance.

Asked him to get the Police Chief moving.

It was worth hitting the estimated timing right on target.

“Start the car engines first! Everyone scatter and run!”

“The engines won’t start! All the wires have been cut, and all the tires are flat! What do we do now!”

The game was over.

So shall we start settling the accounts now?

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