The chubby government official screamed in pain while struggling with Kira's scorching red palm which was pressing hard on his face but no matter what he did, he couldn't get Kira to move.
Bam!
Before anyone could come to his aid, Kira had lifted him off his feet, tossing him down the stairs effortlessly. The three heirs of the Oscuro group, alongside Zhoa Li, Alfred, and about five armed bodyguards watched the man roll down the bumpy stairs while screaming in pain. By the time he hit the leveled floor, blood was already gushing out from a head injury and he seemed to have lost consciousness since he couldn't even move.
"You all were aware of the situation here and did nothing about it…. Now my Oscuro group is here, you think you can just swoop in and give orders? A weakling like you? Hahaha! I won't hesitate to end you here if that's what it takes to get the respect we deserve…" Kira ignored the strong smell of roasted flesh that filled the air.