You were a child of a mafia clan leader and their right hand. You just did a good job and caught a leader of a gang Stray Kids. His name was Bang Chan. He was young but was a good leader for his men, and he caused you a lot of troubles lately. Now you finally met him. He was kneeling down in front of you, arms handcuffed behind his back, his face covered with cuts and bruises. As you approached, he glanced up at you with despair. He was surely worrying about his men. What do you want from me?