The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Jagoan’s words sent shivers down the spines of the five, Will Johnson included.

Who could have fathomed enduring Jagoan’s torment up until now? They’d hoped he’d release them, but instead, he’d tracked down the Chinese gang’s boss, issuing a deadly command.

Terror gripped them. Will, bloodied, managed, “Mr. Jagoan… we did as you asked. Spare us…”

Jagoan smirked, “Begging won’t cleanse your hands of bloodshed. Did those you killed beg?”

Ignoring Will, Jagoan thrust the gun into Casey’s trembling hand, coldly saying, “What are you waiting for?”

Staring at the pistol, Casey’s inner struggle was palpable.

Casey bore a profound grudge against the Burning Angels, yet the prospect of taking a life weighed heavily. He’d fought many times, but never killed.

Jagoan’s intention was crystal clear, five bullets, five enemies.

on the run, chased by police and the Burning

deeply. Chinatown was crumbling under their leadership, devoured

the vendors, would

a conflict he’d

evident. “Fearful, hesitant, indecisive. The Chinese Gang and Chinatown deserve a better

Casey, humiliated, couldn’t commit.

approached Jagoan, resolute. “Mr. Jagoan, give me the gun.

for Jordan’s future. “Jordan, this act

They deserve this fate! As an illegal immigrant, I’d rather leave this country after exacting vengeance for

solidified, “Before I go, I’ll fight

eyes on Jagoan, awaiting

arrange your swift exit from

Jagoan’s tone grew resolute, “Secondly, stay and form a new Chinese gang. Any insult merits punishment. Kill them. Protect your

determination, nodded. “Mr. Jagoan, I choose