The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Aman couldn’t help but notice that by sparing his life, Charlie was showing a touch of benevolence in the midst of

all this malevolence. He knew he needed to seize this opportunity without begging any further. The idea of Charlie

having a change of heart was too disheartening to even consider; the alternative could be much worse.

In his desperation, Aman felt compelled to speak to Charlie. “Rest assured, Mr. Wade, once we reach Syria, I’ll work

closely with Commander Hamid and give my all…”

Charlie acknowledged Aman’s words with an approving nod and a smile on his face. “You know, Mr. Ramovich

embodies the essence of Taoism, as we Chinese say. In this society, very few truly understand the principles of

Taoism.”

Charlie checked his watch and turned to Wesley. “Wesley, it’s getting light outside, and people are starting to arrive.

Contact the ship, then head upstairs and have a serious talk with our associates. After that, set sail and get them

out of the United States.”

Wesley nodded respectfully and asked Charlie, “Mr. Wade, any specific instructions for this ‘talk’?”

Charlie raised a single finger and spoke earnestly, “I have just one request: make them feel fear. Let their

encounter with you leave a lasting mark, whether they leave or stay.”

Wesley understood the gravity of the situation and quickly reassured Charlie, “You can count on us to handle it.”

Jagoan then instructed Antonio to hold onto the railing as he swiftly ascended to the second floor, with Wesley

following closely behind.

Meanwhile, the gang members upstairs were still upset with Antonio, unsure of what was happening. They knew

Antonio had deceived and restrained them, raising doubts about his motives. Some thought

about forming alliances against the Zano family, while others simply hoped to get out of this situation without harm.

The echoing footsteps on the staircase drew their collective attention, yet the identity of the intruder remained a

mystery. Antonio’s attempts to climb the stairs, hampered by his broken leg, seemed like a never-ending struggle.

After what felt like an eternity, Antonio’s head finally emerged. The crowd’s anger and suspicion deepened,

wondering why he had seemingly turned against them.

Antonio’s prolonged struggle to reach the upper floor only intensified the onlookers’ curiosity. When he finally made

it, it was clear that one of his legs was severely broken, and he had made no attempt to address the injury, which

continued to bleed profusely.

The once-powerful mafia leader now appeared feeble and vulnerable. In an effort to quell the hostility, he removed

his hat, revealing the shocking absence of both ears, leaving behind only bloody scars.

The conclusion was undeniable: Antonio had endured inhumane torture. The realization settled in that someone

had manipulated them into this predicament, using Antonio as a pawn.

Jagoan and Wesley proceeded up the stairs, introducing themselves to the gathered gang members. Even though

they had seen Jagoan downstairs, his purpose remained unclear.

Jagoan chose to be straightforward, “I’ve brought you all here to discuss the future division of gang territories and

profits in New York. With our numbers, individual opinions won’t factor in. Let me be clear: from now on, all your

gangs report to the Chinese Gang, and 75% of your earnings must go to the Chinese gang every week.”

The room buzzed with surprise, despite some of them having their mouths covered. It was clear that anger

simmered beneath the surface. Antonio had recently been helping the Burning Angels take over

Chinatown, and the other gangs saw the Chinese Gang as weak.

However, these gangs were used to taking matters into their own hands. Their outward compliance was only

temporary; they were determined to seek retribution when the opportunity presented itself.

Jagoan continued firmly, “Starting tomorrow, each gang must appoint someone to keep meticulous records of

revenue and expenditures. These records must be sent to the Chinese Gang weekly and subjected to our audit. Any

discrepancies will result in limb amputations, with the penalties increasing for repeat offenses.”

Jagoan’s stern warning left a deep impression, emphasizing the gravity of their situation. The gangs were fully

aware of their relative strength and believed they could withstand this pressure.

Jagoan went on, “You might have noticed that all the gang bosses brought their right-hand people today. Let me be

honest: within the next few minutes, all current gang leaders must leave for Syria by boat. The deputy leader will

step up as the gang boss. Refusal to comply will result in intervention by Mr. Drake here.”

Jagoan gestured to Wesley, who stepped forward with a serious demeanor. “Allow me to introduce myself; I am

Wesley Drake, the Master of Dragon Temple.”

This revelation sent shockwaves through the room. Just mentioning Wesley’s name sent a shiver down their spines.

Wesley, the renowned mercenary king, commanded thousands of mercenaries and maintained a legitimate base in

Syria, earning him mythical status among gangsters.

The news that the Dragon Temple was backing the Chinese Gang completely changed their understanding of the

situation. These gangs might have been street-smart, but they recognized that Wesley was a formidable force, and

this alliance significantly altered the balance of power.

Wesley stressed the consequences of defying Jagoan, promising swift and severe retribution for anyone who dared

to resist. The severity of the punishment and the involvement of Dragon Temple served as a somber reminder of

the authority they faced.

Jagoan’s ultimatum left the gang members in silence. While they may have appeared compliant on the surface,

they were resolved to seek revenge when the opportunity arose, regardless of the seemingly insurmountable

forces arrayed against them.

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