Born for the Underworld

Before the Rap King could say anything, Nagashima Koki asked curiously, "Can't it be cured? Surgery or magic?"

"..." You're from Japan... but who exactly are you?"

The man didn't know how to respond, and he glanced hesitantly at Mike Creeper.

I have no idea what this kingpin of United States's the Dark Side means.

"Cough, continue."

The Rap King gestured, raising his glass slightly. "Please get straight to the point, what exactly do you want to say?"

The Rap King was just discussing his new album with Nagashima Koki when a friend came to him asking for a favor.

And it shows absolutely no respect.

This displeased the Rap King.

The man, however, was completely unaware of the Rap King's intentions; he simply said, "I... I went to call the police."

"But the people who harmed my daughter are still two months away from turning 18, so in the end they only need to spend six months in detention."

"I stood in the courtroom like a fool, and those two bastards were laughing at me... My mother told me, 'I should come to you.'"

"My mother said that Mike Creeper was a very good man and that he could get justice for us."

"So, I want justice, Mr. Creeper."

The Rap King smiled at the man who said that, and reached out to turn off the record player... The entire livehouse instantly fell silent.

"I seem to remember you, Mr. Stanley, isn't that right?"

As he said this, the Rap King took off his sunglasses and put them aside. His tone was no longer as humorous as before, but rather exceptionally authoritative.

"Samantha Stanley, your mother, how has she been these days?"

The Rap King, who was asking this question, smiled as the man nodded stiffly.

"There's no need to be so serious, your mother..."

"You have shown me kindness, and I will remember this favor... So what is your request?"

The Rap King said this, and the man glanced at Nagashima Koki, looking somewhat hesitant.

Then, encouraged by the Rap King, he bluntly said, "Take care of those two little bastards."

"..." Upon hearing this, Nagashima Koki's eyes immediately lit up. "Wow! vindictive, I like that."

Interrupting once again, she still didn't treat the situation as a serious transaction, but rather as a simple "I need you to do me a favor" situation.

But in reality, if the man's true intention is the latter, then the Rap King would actually be more satisfied.

"But..."

Nagashima Koki hesitated before speaking, realizing she was about to be impolite, but she said anyway, "Your daughter goes to bars, what kind of good person can she be? Uncle, your parenting is problematic."

Upon hearing this, the man's face instantly darkened.

But the Rap King laughed and couldn't help but clap, "WOW! WOW! WOW! That hits the nail on the head!"

"..." The man who had asked the Rap King for a favor hesitated, opening his mouth but unable to say anything...

However, he reorganized his words and pleaded, "Mr. Creeper, how much money do you want?"

In response, the Rap King immediately sighed.

Then, Nagashima Koki shook her head helplessly and said, "Stanley... you don't consider Uncle Black a friend at all."

Man. "???"

Rap King: "..."

Nagashima Koki leaned back in her chair, her strangely beautiful eyes wide open from the ticket counter. In that instant... a sense of oppression suddenly arose.

The inhuman gaze, so intense it seemed to pierce even the true name of a god, instantly instilled fear in the man.

"What exactly did Uncle Black do to make you disrespect him like this? You won't even call him the Godfather?"

Nagashima Koki's words were very impressive, but the man's Japan wasn't very good, so he couldn't understand everything...

Even so, that's enough.

The man could understand the king's meaning from the Rap King's appreciative gaze and Xiao Xi's words.

"The Godfather."

As he said this, the man bowed his head respectfully to the Rap King, looking quite sincere.

The Godfather...

He said that.

"..." The Rap King nodded, and at the same time turned the record player back on, and the music started playing again...

This made the man instantly relieved, and then he looked at Nagashima Koki with gratitude.

"I will help you get justice. For Samantha's sake, I will do you this favor... I may need your help in the future."

Rap King spoke, he gazed at the man and nodded, indicating that he could leave... He didn't finish his sentence, but his intention was clear.

After the man left, Nagashima Koki looked at the black man in amazement, as if she were seeing him for the first time. "He seems really impressive, black man."

How should I put it?

Completely different from his usual goofy and lazy self, he was surprisingly quite dignified, almost like half of the handsome Cong Yu...

Hmm, he's about a third as handsome as Cong Yu.

"Hahaha, how about that? Pretty impressive, right!"

The Rap King laughed, completely ignoring the "black uncle" that Nagashima Koki mentioned. "But that guy, he really doesn't treat me like a friend at all... all he talks about is deals and money."

I really hate guys like that...

"Yes, it's really annoying."

Nagashima Koki expressed the same opinion, and then immediately became interested in what was to come. "Uncle Black, are you going to 'uphold justice' next?"

It seems that Nagashima Koki is very interested in upholding justice.

"Yes, I'll assign someone I trust to handle it."

As the Rap King said this, Nagashima Koki immediately volunteered, "Me? You can definitely trust me, right?"

"..." The Rap King pondered for a moment, staring at Nagashima Koki, seemingly lost in thought, "Are you... fluent in English? Or Italy?"

Nagashima Koki: "Ah... ah, this..."

Okay, the Rap King understands now.

"Well, never mind, I'll find someone who understands Japan to be your translator... You should focus on learning English from now on."

As he said this, the Rap King gave Nagashima Koki some instructions, revealing an appreciative yet enigmatic smile, and took a gun out of the drawer.

This is a very special-looking gun, entirely black with countless precious gold threads, like a work of art.

The Rap King unloaded the bullets and handed them to Nagashima Koki: "Take this..."

"As long as you carry this gun, my men will all obey you, my enemies won't dare to touch you, and everyone will trust you to uphold justice."

As he said this, the Rap King appeared serious and earnest, surprisingly authoritative. "Take it, return it to me when you go back to China."

"After you've mastered English, if you still feel you haven't had enough of this gun, just tell Cong Yu and come to United States..."

"Take it and play with it anytime."

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[Rap King: bro? bro?]

[Cong Yu: Hmm?]

[Rap King: What are your plans for this child... for Nagashima Koki in the future? I mean, career plans.]

[Cong Yu: Hmm, no.]

[Rap King: Okay, then I want her to help me manage the gang... after she graduates from school and her English is up to par.]

[Cong Yu:...]

[Cong Yu: I... I'll ask her mother's opinion.]

Chapter 636 The Holy Body of the Underworld

"Ha... Hoo--"

Nagashima Koki, with an indifferent expression, swallowed and spat out candy, her expression melancholic and world-weary, holding the candy in a desolate manner as she held a cigarette.

She was eating the lollipop by holding the stick between her middle and ring fingers... I don't know if she's lost her mind.

Two strange-looking men dressed in black suits, white shirts, bow ties, and black hats were following Nagashima Koki.

One person was driving, and the other was sitting in the back seat next to Nagashima Koki, responsible for protecting her.

She really does look like a little mafia boss on a trip, even though she's eating candy instead of cigarettes.

"Arrive."

The man in the front seat said this, and then countless of his own people got out of the car that was leading the way.

Following them were members of the Creeper Gang, a Creeper Gang organization that resembled "gangster clones."

Meanwhile, the gang led by Nagashima Koki has arrived at one of the places where justice needs to be served.

He seemed to be a boy named something like..., around ten years old, and fairly good-looking.

But as a result, they beat up the daughter of the man who had previously sought justice from the black man... and almost raped her.

As a result, because he was a minor, he would only be detained for a few months.

United States law is terrible.

As Japan person Nagashima Koki thought this, sighing for the future of United States...

Although she didn't know why she had this confident sigh, after all, she didn't really understand that the laws in Japan were even more outrageous.

The pot calling the kettle black is an example of the pot calling the kettle black.

What's the next step?

Nagashima Koki casually asked the two people beside her, and the two exchanged a glance and looked at Nagashima Koki.

"Knocking on the door and shouting, dragging people out and pointing guns at them to ask questions, that's pretty much it."

Responding in broken Japan, this temporary subordinate of Nagashima Koki focused his gaze on the gun at Nagashima Koki's waist.

That was the Godfather's pistol.

Honestly, no one could have imagined that the Godfather would actually hand over power to someone else...

The Monster King's underworld empire should be eternal; I've never heard of any power changing hands.

But the facts were right in front of them.

The child in front of me, named Nagashima Koki, is unsurprisingly the future leader of the Creeper Gang and Mr. Mike Mr. Creeper's godson.

Even if it's only temporary now, it's the same.

No one understood why the Godfather believed this ordinary human child had the talent to inherit the gang.

As for her words, Nagashima Koki got out of the car led by the two. "Knocking on the door... shouting, dragging the person out? This is too..."

An ordinary human child would certainly find this to be very rough.

However, this is the law of survival for gangsters.

The two men, along with some gang members who understood Japan, were thinking this...

However, such survival rules are indeed something that one only understands after experiencing them gradually, as everyone knows.

Then, before they could say anything...

"That's way too conservative."

That's what Nagashima Koki said.

Gang member. "???"

"We're here to uphold justice and fairness. We don't need to talk about chivalry with that kind of beast!"