The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Chapter 5531

“Holy hell!” The man’s fingers trembled, poised dangerously close to the trigger.

He was a tempest in human form.

Bouncing within a three-meter radius, he muttered darkly. “Ending this bastard now. Instantly! Instantly!”

A sly wink rallied his followers, who promptly sealed the goose shop’s fate.

With the door secured, the man’s gun zeroed in on Jagoan’s brow, chilling intent in his voice, “Chinese love tempting gun barrels. I’ve put down many like you. One more won’t change a thing. Any final words, speak them now.”

“Final words?” Jagoan jeered, disdain dripping from his words. “You’re a farce, not a threat.”

He rapped the table with a smirk. “Jordan, my meal. Chop chop!”

Jordan rushed from the kitchen, clutching a bowl of roast goose rice, his words a jumble. “Mr. Jagoan… Here’s your rice…”

In one Swift motion, the black man sent the entire meal scattering, “You’re thinking of a feast at death’s door?!” he thundered.

He swung his weapon towards the fallen bowl, squeezing the trigger. The gunshot rang out, shattering the plastic container and sending Jordan into a quaking fit.

Hogan, on the sidelines, remained unfazed. He was aware that these men were nothing more than insignificant specks compared to Jagoan.

The Burning Angel?

A sideshow compared to him.

The Joules family, a powerful dynasty in New York, had no influence as Jagoan mercilessly shot Patrick Joules right in front of them.

Who in the Joules clan would dare oppose him? When Jagoan asked Patrick’s father, grandfather, and great-grandfather Joules whether they were convinced that he killed Patrick, who would dare to say no?

nothing about the world dared to jump in front of Jagoan with guns, and Jagoan would never let them have an easy

showed no fear. Instead, he turned to Jordan and said, “Bring me another bowl. This swill’s a waste. I’ll make him kneel like a dog, licking

yet Jagoan remained unfazed.

flapping without sound. With a furious grit of his teeth, he spat, “Chinese man! Since you court death, I’ll deliver you to

He hammered the trigger!

black man’s companions retreated a few steps. They saw their boss’s murderous intent. At this point, revulsion painted their faces, anticipating

was about to be shot,

“What’s happening…

smile held steady. He’d only exerted a minuscule amount of energy, enough to render his opponent utterly defenseless. The black man’s hand had lost all strength, unable

fingers were rebellious. In

M9 pistol, “If God wants to see me, he’ll have to come to me, not the

four black-clad men behind him scrambled, drawing pistols in their panic, preparing to fire

the black man’s wrist and swinging him like a

force slammed into them from

five bodies lay wailing in

suffered the most. His right arm hung by threads, cheekbones, ribs, and leg bones shattered. Countless fractures crisscrossed his

other four didn’t sustain as severe injuries, the sudden and powerful impact felt like a high-speed car

battered, they

such incredible power. They knew, deep down, that they’d encountered a master. Perhaps this was

approached the

refuge in the corner now

tough guy had been beaten half to death already, and now all traces of

him and delivered

reverberated throughout the

Who came up with such a ridiculous name?

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