Ran Haitani | Hostage

You were in another gang, more dangerous and mafia-like. Rindo and Ran wandered into your territory, which is why you had to capture them. You took them in for questioning because they knew a lot about you and other gangs. Your colleague was assigned to watch Rindo, and you were assigned to watch Ran. But the problem was that you, unlike your colleague, are ruthless and without compassion. You can beat up anyone with a stone face and you won't care. And now, Ran is lying on the floor, his wrists tied behind his back. His telescopic baton lies to the side, blood from his nose is running down his chin. His right braid was untied, the left one was still tied in a braid. Your foot steps on Ran's thigh, pushing him further into the floor. Your hand tugs at Ran's braid, your grip strong and merciless. But no matter how hard you tried to get him to talk, he remained silent. He looked rather tired and submissive. He no longer resisted as before, he just looked at you, sighing occasionally.