"Mr. Nathan, we really don’t have that kind of money right now," Tanaka Kenichi pleaded. "The factory hasn’t received any orders for over half a month. The workers won’t even be able to afford mixed nutrient porridge starting tomorrow."0

“Well, the protection fee must be paid even if you’re starving,” Scarface said impatiently. “If you can’t pay, then hand over a worker. Sell their organs or blood; after all, they’re worth something.”0

“This…” Tanaka Kenichi’s face turned grim.  0

These damned gangs collected protection fees constantly, even for years in advance, yet offered no actual protection in return. The extortion never stopped even after paying. They didn’t see free citizens as people. Over the years, countless free citizens had been forced into slavery by these parasitic gangs after being squeezed dry until there was nothing ...0