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.

bring a life on the run, chased by police and the Burning Angels? The Bloom Gang stood no chance, especially against the Italian

devoured by the

vendors,

a conflict he’d never

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

Casey, humiliated, couldn’t commit.

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

future. “Jordan, this act may exile

worse! They deserve this fate! As an illegal immigrant, I’d rather

“Before I go, I’ll fight with all

held his words, eyes on Jagoan, awaiting

two paths. Firstly, I’ll arrange

a new

nodded. “Mr. Jagoan, I choose

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