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.

Burning Angels? The

deeply. Chinatown was crumbling under their leadership, devoured by the enemy. Fleeing meant annihilation for the

the vendors, would bear the

grappled with a conflict he’d never

indecisive. The

Casey, humiliated, couldn’t commit.

approached Jagoan, resolute. “Mr. Jagoan, give

future. “Jordan, this act may exile

worse! They deserve this fate! As an

resolve solidified, “Before I go, I’ll fight with all I

words, eyes

arrange your swift exit

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

determination, nodded. “Mr. Jagoan, I choose

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