Versatile: Alternate World

CRACK!

"GYAAAAAAHHHH!"

Two of the gangster lackeys screamed together as their arms are twisted at a very bad angle. It was so bad anyone wouldn't like to see it. The other gangsters stepped back seeing how I easily overpowered two unsuspecting gangsters down by just grabbing their arms. I also just realized my grip is getting stronger as just a single twist already breaks their arms. They can't blame me for they have already crossed the line by breaking my beloved motorcycle that has been with me for a year now and has been my partner in my jobs.

"What are you all doing?! He is just one guy! Take him down!"

Some of the gangsters were hesitant but those who have some burly-looking hands decided to obey the order and attack using their baseball bats and metal pipes. Due to how amateurish their fighting style was, the first two guys carrying weapons were the first people I decided to show who they are messing with by easily catching the baseball bats and metal pipes they are carrying. A single twist and the baseball bat were broken to pieces and the metal pipe was twisted enough for the one carrying it to get scared and release the pipe from his hands.

"MONSTER!"

The gangsters started running away, ignoring the calls of their leader.

"Hey! Cowards! Why are you guys running away!?"

The others who saw the events that transpired also decided to run away without a second thought, leaving their leader who is scared sh*tless. He also decided to turn tail but before he can do so, my hands have already made their way straight to his neck.

"And where do you think you are running off into?"

"GAAAHH! Please spare me! I will do anything! Just please don't kill me! GAH!"

"Who sent you?"

"Wha?"

BANG!

I bash the head of the gangster to the wall but not strong enough for him to faint.

"Answer my question or the next time you fail to answer, your head will surely be embedded into this wall."

"I-I don't know! It was an old man in a suit inside a black tinted car that looks like fancy as heck!  I don't who he is but he said that you are the target and they paid us some hefty amount to do the job!"

My hunch is correct. Before the gangster can respond, I bashed his head to the wall but not enough to bust his head into the wall, just enough that he will collapse in the process. He didn't get to say anything after that and collapsed.

I looked at my motorcycle's poor state and decided to carry it to a repair shop. It might have been thrashed enough by them but it can still be repaired by replacing some parts it has. But goddang, they have to do it so bad, I think I have to withdraw some money to pay an additional price. Guess I will have to walk home today.

...

After carrying my broken motorcycle to the shop, the mechanic said that the motorcycle will have to be in the shop for 3 days due to how beat up the motorcycle was. They will have to put some brand new parts in the process. 

"This is why I hate dealing with Teruyama and anyone who is connected to him. What an unlucky day for me."

It was clear that the one who asked for my motorcycle to be destroyed is Ayane's father. With her daughter's hand injured due to my grip, he will not take this lightly since he really loves his daughter and dotes her too much. As much as Teruyama has been offended by my actions earlier, I can immediately vouch that he is not the one who did this to me. Despite the fact that I hate that guy to the bone, he will be the first person I will cross out of my list when it comes to my suspects.

He is a careful guy and he has a reputation he wanted to protect. It was due to how his father put him in surveillance so that once he finds the actions of his son satisfactory, his father will allow him to inherit all of the businesses and money as a successor. One wrong move and everything will go downhill for him and until then, he has to play it safe.

Since the gangster earlier described the man who paid him to do the deed, I am now 100% sure of the culprit which is none other than Ayane's father. I don't know what he is planning but if I try to guess it, I may have a good hunch on his next action after destroying my motorcycle.

"Heh, should we play a bit and see if my hunch is correct?"

...

I decided to walk instead of riding a taxi or a cab. I needed to test my hunch.

Minutes later, when there are no one else on the streets and I am in the dark area, a black van went to the side of the road and forcefully pulled me inside. They even put a handkerchief with chloroform in it. These guys are professional in doing it since they really doused the handkerchief with the chemical to make me unconscious. However, this thing is barely effective and it became a joke instead for me who already got quite a resistance in things like this. Unless it is a very strong poison, things in this caliber won't even work at me.

"You guys, should at least try a bit harder alright?"

"Wha-? How come he is knocked out?! I made sure to douse the handkerchief with chloroform!" one of the kidnappers groaned.

"Bro, are you serious? Do you think those things in the movies and television series have the same effect in the real world? You are just wasting your effort!" another one criticized his actions.

"He is right, you know? You are just wasting indeed your effort for doing so."

"Hey, you shut up or we will- GAHHHHH!" the burly guy holding me screamed when I grip his muscle arm tight.

"Did you really think I am afraid of your crap? Get it straight to the point and send me to the one who made you guys do it."

"Don't you dare think we can-" one of the lanky lackeys tried to say something when the driver next to him slaps his head real hard.

"Shut it, we already got him, we don't need to be involved with him and we can be done with our job. We just needed to bring him to the boss right? We don't need to be beaten up to a pulp in the process. Unless you want to experience it then I welcome you to continue."

The lanky guy stopped and stayed silent. As for me, I silently pull out my phone and plug in my earphone.

"Hey! Why are you using your phone?" one of the lackeys tried to confiscate my phone but I quickly evaded his grab and raised my phone.

"You try the same thing and I will send you to hell."

The big guy beside me just nodded and signed to him, probably saying, "Let him do it."

I am not planning to call the police. The police will have a bad bias in this process and they will clearly just dismiss the event as nothing happened so it is a waste of time. What I am doing is listening to music while I am being "delivered" to the boss.

"Goddamn it! This is the first time I had a hostage to be this relaxed! What the hell? Why are we the most tensed instead of him?!" the lackey groaned.

"Hahaha, just let it be man. Every day, you experience something new. Enjoy your experiences to the fullest. Who knows, you might be able to tell your son or daughter one day how you got someone like me on board, making my kidnappers in a very tense situation."

"Graah! Damn it all!"

I can only laugh at him as I started to relax in the backseat while listening to some of my favorite music. As for the others, they are clearly avoiding me to have eye contact with them. It was kinda funny, to be honest. Seeing them be the ones in a more tense situation, it was like the roles were reversed and they were the ones abducted and held hostage instead of me. It would become a funny headline if they found out about this incident.

"We are here."

The driver pulled over and the big guy lackey escorted me out of the car. In front of me is the tall building I saw in the distance, a bit farther from the Nexus Company building, far enough to walk on foot but near enough if you have a car and you can see the Nexus Company just in the distance.

"Bring me to your boss, he must be waiting for me."