My Precious Family 3 [Jenlisa]

Chapter 513: The new member of the board

[HUNTER's ZONE]

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Woo!" Eric whistled, clapping as Lisa hit the three targets straight in the bull's eyes. "Great marksmanship! As always. Exceptional in every aspect!"

The corner of Eric's lips curled up into a smirk, watching Lisa turn his head in his direction. The latter simply studied him for a second before raising a pistol at him.

"Oh." Eric instinctively raised his hands on either side of him. "Please, I'm begging you, cousin. Don't shoot me."

"Of course, I won't." Lisa spun the pistol around until he was holding the barrel. He placed the weapon on the surface where some parts and ammo were at. "There's no reason for me to shoot you."

"You speak as though you already shot someone."

Lisa arched a brow at Eric. "Who told you I hadn't?"

"You did?" Eric's brows rose. "Who?"

"Don't know the name." Lisa languidly shrugged as he disassembled the pistol. "All I know is what they've done."

"Oh... what was it like, then?"

"At first, I told myself, 'This is still a human being.' But then, the other part of me thought, we are the same species. If they can do it, what's stopping me?"

Lisa paused as he placed the pistol in his grip properly, raising it to the new targets that appeared. "If they can be animals, then I should be a beast. If I can't, then at least, be like them."

BANG BANG BANG!

Eric kept his eyes fixed on Lisa's side, propping his side against the edge of the surface. He folded his arms underneath his chest.

"You changed, huh?" Eric remarked as the thunderous gun's echo faded. "You used to be... more humane. A person who always thinks everything is under control and that everything can be dealt with according to the laws. I assume this change had something to do with that incident."

"Change is the only constant thing in this world. People's hearts are fickle. We either be good and better, be good and then turn bad, or bad turning worse. Sometimes, the other way around. The options are limited." Lisa cocked his head back and his eyes fell on his cousin.

"And where are you standing in those options?" Eric asked.

"Threading in between." Lisa shrugged once again, placing the pistol in place before facing Eric squarely. "What about you? Which route did you take?"

Both men stared at each other with one of them smirking while humming, and then the other bore a slight curiosity. Eric smacked his lips as he drew a deep breath, shrugging as he picked up the pistol on the surface near him.

"Who knows?" he said, holding the pistol in one hand. "Maybe my feet were stepping in one path and then the other one in the other — whichever the closest."

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

"Oops. I missed it." Eric smiled back at Lisa. He only hit two bull's eyes, and then barely grazed the third target. "Lisa, I've always envied you and Lucas ever since we were children, you know? You two had always known what you wanted even when we were still children, while I, on the other hand, was... clueless."

"I'm quite indecisive at times, so I can't give you a straight answer just yet. After all, the question never crossed me." His lips stretched wider, placing the pistol back in place. "You won this round, cousin. Should we take a break first? You've been practicing your marksmanship and I'm afraid you'd go mad."

Eric raised his brows playfully while Lisa rocked his head. It was true Lisa had been practicing his marksmanship and precision. Thus, a rest was necessary so as not to hurt his hand. His wife would scold him again if he came home with a cast.

With that being said, both men headed to the lounge area to rest. The second they plopped their butt down in their seats, they picked up their own bottled water to quench their thirst.

"I didn't know you could shoot well," Lisa pointed out after chugging two mouthfuls of water. "It took me quite some time to hold a pistol in one hand and hit my target."

"I had to kill time abroad."

Did he mean killing people abroad?

"That's... strange." Lisa pressed his lips and rocked his head. "I thought you were working multiple jobs on top of studying. If it were me, I don't think I'd even have the time to eat, let alone do extra-curricular activities."

Eric's smile remained, but he secretly bit his tongue. "School is easy and I'm a part-time worker. So, there were days I had nothing else to do. Taking more gigs on those days to survive will drain me. So, I have to find something else to do that isn't about work or school."

"Fair enough."

"It's a skill I acquired, so I still used that hobby to this day," he added with an air of nonchalance. "As a businessman, you understand, right? We have to learn sports and hobbies to have the same ground as our business affiliates."

"It's the opposite in my case." Lisa leaned back. "They learn sports and hobbies to have the common ground as I am. But yet, I understand."

"Haha. Right..." Eric chuckled heartily, yet deep down, he was hissing in mockery. Surely, his cousin liked to brag. "Anyway, I'm surprised you asked me to meet today. Don't you have any appointments?"

"I do."

"What time?"

"Thirty minutes ago." Lisa blinked as he checked his wristwatch. "This place is our meeting place, but he's late. As always."

Deep lines appeared between Eric's brows as he stared at Lisa. In other words, Lisa had a meeting thirty minutes ago. But the other party was late?

"He must be very important," Eric blurted out, watching Lisa look back at him. "I never thought there would be someone who would make Lisa Manoban wait. Now I'm curious, just how important this person was."

"You'll know once he comes..." Lisa trailed off as he caught a figure from the corner of his eyes. When he shifted his gaze to the person, he uttered, "Oh, there he is."

Curious, Eric turned his head to where Lisa was looking. The second he did, his brows knitted.

The man was simply wearing ripped and baggy jeans paired with a loose printed shirt. His long hair was tied in a tight man bun with stray hairs falling on the side of his head. He contradicted everything Eric thought about this important person who was making Lisa wait for so long. This man didn't look important at all. If anything, he looked like a rogue.

"Who is that?" Eric blurted out in curiosity, only to hear Lisa's short answer.

"Mr. B." Eric slowly turned his head to Lisa's side when the latter answered. "The new member of the board of directors of the LYON Group."