Shortly after Bob went to his room, I also got off my chair and exited the bar, as I had nothing to do, so I went out and enjoy what the city has to offer.
I started walking through the streets with no particular purpose other than passing some time while I could make myself busy by helping the crew dismantle the Nitti family. I honestly didn't feel like it, so I left it to my companions since it would help Elly And Wilson gain experience.
Elly had some experience in these kinds of covert operations. She, however, lacked fighting experience and actual strength, so watching Wilson in action would be very useful in expanding her horizons.
Wilson was both strong and experienced in fighting, but he was shit at anything that required any amount of subtlety, and he didn't work well with others, so having him go with Elly would help him gain experience in those departments.
Working together will also help strengthen the crew's bonds. I really like these guys, and I don't want them to scatter or run around like headless chickens if something ever happened to me, especially Wilson. I'm basically his only real friend, and I want him to have somewhere he belongs, just in case.
I have to admit, however, that sending Laffite to do two missions on his own was purely out of laziness because I didn't want to deal with small fries. What? I'm human too, you know. Besides, this kind of work is right up his ally, as he's moderately strong and a master of infiltration and stealth, so I can send all work of that nature in his direction and rest easy that he'll have it done.
I continued to walk around the streets as I was drowning in my own thoughts, but some screaming ahead of me in the street interrupted my thought process t, so I looked in the racket's direction to see what was happening.
"like I said, your payment was already due a week ago, you shitty old man," said a man dressed in a fine black suit as he stood in front of an old man who was standing in front of a little girl protectively as he glared at the man in the black outfit.
"How am I supposed to pay while you thugs are hounding my shop 24/7 and scaring away my customers? I'll pay as soon I have enough money, and you parasites standing in front of my shop all time isn't exactly helping with that," the old man shouted with anger as he kept gesturing wildly with his arms.
"let me make one thing clear for you, old man. The only reason you can keep living, and working is because our boss, Frank Nitti, protects you, and your business since you make him money," the gangster said with a casual voice as he looked at the old man dead in the eye.
The gangster then buried his fist in the shopkeeper's stomach, forcing him to fall onto his knees while gasping for breath as the earlier punch had driven out all air from his lungs.
"And you, you're taking advantage of his kindness, working without care about people that would inflict harm upon you without even paying him his dues. The only parasite here is you, you ungrateful fossil," he concluded without even so much as a twitch in his eyes and then kicked the elderly man in the chest, knocking him on flat on his back.
The old shopkeeper could do nothing but grunt in pain as the little girl behind him cried and threw herself on top of him protectively to cover him in a hug.
"you mean people, stop hurting grandpa. He did nothing to you!" the girl shouted in a muffled voice while sobbing as she buried her face in her grandpa's chest.
Looking at this scene, I felt my blood boil with rage and could barely stop myself from taking out my gun to put down this rabid animal. I was not someone who would rush to help anyone in need. I, however, had a bottom line that would make me angry when crossed, and intentionally bullying children crossed that line.
Despite my anger, I didn't act as my action would solve nothing. The gangsters already know where the store is and would only need to send more people if I took care of the ones hounding the shop owner right now.
Even though I was bubbling with rage and frustration, I stayed to watch this infuriating scene, regardless, because I wanted to make sure those animals don't go too far and to imprint the gangsters' faces in my mind, so I can find them later when everything is over.
I kept watching as the gangsters kept threatening and scolding the grandpa, but luckily for them, they didn't put their hands on the little girl because I might have lost control and put them down right here and now otherwise.
"one week, you stubborn old man, If you don't have our money by then we'll burn your shop, and then take that little girl of yours as a payment instead," one gangster said in a disdainful tone as he pointed at the man's granddaughter. "What? You thought we didn't hit her because of the goodness of our hearts?" he asked in a mocking voice. "No, we didn't hit her because it would damage her value when we sell her to an underground brother," he concluded with a smile as he kicked the grandpa again, and I finally snapped.
I drew my gun with a calm expression on my face and fired five bullets. Four Gangsters fell dead instantly with gaping holes in their foreheads, and the man who last spoke fell to the ground while clutching the back of his knee.
I started walking in his direction as I watched the people who were here to watch the show scattered in all directions while screaming in fear. I shot the last round in my gun's chamber at the gangster's hand that was reaching into his jacket, and he screamed even more loudly.
"young man, thank you for what you did, but you need to leave the city as soon as possible before their friends find you and kill you," the old man said as he stood up and stood in front of me to stop me from going any further.
"I didn't do this for you. I did it because of a personal grudge, so get out of my way, or you'll end up just like them," I said as I pointed my empty gun at his head and sent him a meaningful look.
"y-yes, sir. I'm s-sorry for my assumption," the old man said as he hurried away from me fearfully, but he didn't forget to send a grateful look in my direction before making himself scarce.
I took several more steps and soon found myself staring down at a squirming worm groaning in pain on the ground. I refer to it as a worm because; I refuse to consider this piece of trash as a human being.
I then quickly picked up the worm and then disappeared with a swift application of the soru technique.