Bang, bang, Akira gave the Gang leader two more punches.
The Gang leader was already crying:
"My Lord, I've already told you, why are you still hitting me?"
"Huh, still talking back!"
Bang, bang, two more punches, and the Gang leader was already seeing stars.
Whack! Whack!
Akira then asked, "Clear your head. What are you doing with the kidnapped children? Where are you sending them?"
"The Japanese, those Japanese need them. Their boss is a Japanese man named Shin. That Gang is connected to Kingpin and is very mysterious. We are only responsible for kidnapping children; we don't know what they are used for!"
The Gang leader's tears, snot, and blood mixed together, making Akira feel a bit disgusted, so he didn't give the other party two more punches.
Akira said, "So, this boy has already been sent to the Japanese, and you don't know what the situation is?"
The Gang leader nodded frantically:
"Yes, My Lord, the Japanese contact us for every handover. The location isn't fixed, and I don't know how to find them."
"Then you're useless, aren't you!"
The Gang leader's heart tightened, and he quickly said:
"Useful, useful! Those Japanese contact me. The next time they contact me, I can tell you the location and details, My Lord!"
"How many days?" Akira asked.
"Two days, two days at most!" The Gang leader felt he was saved.
Akira smiled, extinguishing the Gang leader's unrealistic fantasy:
"I'm a very impatient person. It's faster to find them myself!"
"My Lord, no, hero, ancestor, don't kill me!" The Gang leader begged for mercy. He thought all his subordinates lying on the ground had been killed by Akira.
Akira thought of a good idea:
"Your will to live is very strong! How about we play a game? You've heard of Russian roulette, right? I'll put in one bullet. If you survive, you win, and I'll leave this place."
"I'll play, as long as you keep your word, My Lord!" The Gang leader agreed immediately. With only one bullet, his chances of survival were still very high.
Then he watched Akira pick up the Glock pistol he had just dropped, remove the magazine, and eject the bullets one by one. A bad thought appeared in his mind, and he asked cautiously:
"My Lord, what are you doing? Shouldn't Russian roulette be played with a revolver?"
"Oh, this is my habit. Playing Russian roulette with a revolver is too boring."
The Gang leader was stunned. He watched as Akira ejected all the bullets, then loaded one bullet, replaced the magazine, chambered a round, and pointed the gun at his head.
Akira kindly asked:
"Do you have anything you want to say?"
The Gang leader opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, Akira pulled the trigger.
Unfortunately, the Gang leader lost his gamble.
"I don't want to hear your last words."
He pulled out the short knife stuck in the Gang leader's corpse's palm and stabbed it at a certain point in his vision. When the tip of the knife touched the point, the Gang leader's corpse disintegrated.
Akira got up and went to a certain container. He reached out and drew a line along the line of death, and the container door split open. Inside were children in sacks.
Akira removed the sacks from these children, looked at these children, the oldest of whom was no more than 12 years old, and asked:
"You are safe. This is the dock area of Hell's Kitchen. Does anyone know the way to the Police station?"
Two children, who appeared to be the oldest, stepped forward and said with fear in their voices:
"I know."
"Very good, then you two take the rest of these children to the Police station to find the Police!"
Akira nodded and led these children out of the container. As soon as they came out, they were too scared to move by the 'corpses' all over the ground.
Akira patiently said:
"These people are just too tired from playing and fell asleep. If you're scared, just think of the red stuff as ketchup."
In fact, most of the Gang members lying on the ground were not dead, except for a few who were shot by their own people. Most of them had their ability to control their bodies cut off by Akira. This was easily done after Akira could skillfully use the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception of the [entry]—[Person Who Escaped Death]. When he was not proficient with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, Akira could only violently cut the lines of death, but now Akira could distinguish the lines on the human body representing various states, such as abstract concepts like emotion, will, and disease.
And by simply cutting their lines of action, now those Gang members were only conscious; their bodies would never be able to move again in this life.
It is worth mentioning that the few punches he landed on the Gang leader earlier had an unexpected harvest; he unconsciously met the conditions for an [entry].
[Personality Correction Punch]: When equipped, punching the target's head can remove negative mental effects, such as amnesia, split personality, being controlled, etc.
After escorting a dozen children to the Police station, Akira silently left. On the way, he took out his phone and saw an unread message.
"Mr. Akira, are there any leads on my child? He's been missing for four days, and my wife can't take it anymore; she's been hospitalized."
Akira glanced at it and typed a reply:
"Tell your wife not to worry, there are already leads, pointing to a Gang in Hell's Kitchen. I've already sent out informants, and I believe there will be major progress soon. Little David will be fine."
The person who sent him the message was his client. After obtaining legal status in this World, he opened an agency with his abilities and took on various commissions. Now he was completing a commission to find a child. The man was Little David's father, and Little David was the child Akira was looking for.
After receiving this commission earlier today, Akira first found a few street punks and kindly sent them to the hospital. Finally, after sending away three waves of punks, Akira learned that the Black Snake Gang seemed to be kidnapping children recently. Learning this led to Akira's nighttime strike against evil.
Akira could confirm what the Gang leader meant by the Japanese Gang. Akira had some impression of the Japanese man named Shin; it should be the work of The Hand. So he planned to find someone to understand the situation.
However, looking at the time, it was already 1 AM. From Akira's understanding of that night owl, he must be running around Hell's Kitchen now, and going to find him would definitely be a wasted trip.
Taking off his glasses, Akira was not actually nearsighted. The glasses were a disguise. [entry]—[Superman's Glasses]: Equip the Entry to the glasses and wear them. To outsiders, you with glasses and you without glasses are two completely different people.
Passing a grocery store that was still open, Akira thought for a moment, went in, bought some cat food, and then returned to his residence and office.
Opening the door, a gray and White kitten ran over, pawing at the cat food in Akira's hand.
"Akira, I'm starving to death!"
The amazing thing was that the kitten didn't meow, but spoke English.
Akira bent down and picked up the kitten:
"Hajime, I know you're hungry, but you can't eat here."
Akira poured the cat food into the cat bowl, and Hajime eagerly pounced on it.
"Akira, you're the best!"
Hajime was Akira's pet cat. Other than being able to speak, its intelligence seemed a bit higher because it could speak. Otherwise, Hajime was no different from an ordinary kitten.
The reason Hajime could speak was because Akira had equipped it with an [entry]—[English Proficiency]. Akira also had such an [entry] on him, after all, Akira's own English level was not good, and it was thanks to this [entry] that he was able to quickly integrate into this society.