Jagoan settled into his seat, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. “You know, I’ve never actually witnessed a gangster collecting protection money before. This should be quite the spectacle. Jordan, fetch me some of that mouth watering roast goose rice. I intend to savor every bite.”

Jordan’s voice quickened, “Mr. Jagoan, these guys are no joke! You really ought to…”

Before he could finish, Hogan interjected, giving Jordan an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

Urgently, he urged, “The Young Master specifically requested your expertise with the roast goose rice. No time to waste, let’s see if your culinary prowess has lost its edge.”

In walked five young men, their attire exuding a hip-hop swagger mixed with an air of arrogance.

Leading the pack was a slender, towering figure, shrouded in an oversized hoodie that obscured half his face. His hands were buried deep in the front pockets, an unmistakable air of menace about him.

Stepping forward, he eyed Jordan and sneered, “Well, well, Mr. Goose from China. Have you got the money I asked for? If I don’t see 3,000 bucks on this table by tonight, I’ll make sure you get a taste of lead before your body takes a leisurely cruise back to China via the Hudson River.”

Jordan’s nerves danced on a knife’s edge. But Jagoan, seated at the table, interjected, his gaze fixed on Jordan.

pugnacious. Hurry along and prepare

uncertainty etched across his face. Hogan murmured,

etched in his features, Jordan gritted

turned on his heel and headed

observing Jagoan dispatch his boss, wore an

“Looks like we’ve got some new business in

Jagoan, he declared coolly, “Hey there, Chinese guy. Who gave you

remained, his eyes locked

“You don’t let paying customers eat?

Jagoan’s nonchalance. Sternly, he warned, “You clearly don’t know the lay of the land here. From this point on, the entirety of Chinatown, I mean the whole shebang in New York, belongs to us Burning Angels. If you Chinese folks want to do business, you’ll

me. So, whether you’re a fiery angel, a savage beast, or a scampering rodent, it matters little. But if you and your

think I’m messing around?”

it, aiming straight at

warned, “You’re about to get a

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