The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Chapter 5534

Upon receiving Hogan’s command, Jordan bolted out in haste.

Chinatown, a maze of complexity confined to a single thoroughfare, fostered an intimacy among its denizens. A bustling street, it drew Chinese souls in droves. Here, bonds mimicked those of street-side neighbors. Despite a sprinkling of unscrupulous characters, the collective ethos leaned toward assistance and solidarity.

In the early days, newly-arrived Chinese immigrants in the States sought strength in numbers, forming close-knit groups for survival. Over time, as society evolved, so did the divisions, and the occasional alliance for mutual protection transformed into a vocation. Thus, the Chinese gang took shape.

Bloom Gang’s history told a different tale. From its inception, it was not a marauding crew preying on the weak.

Contrary to their Chinese counterparts, American gangs, largely birthed during Prohibition, thrived on anti-government ventures. They bore a century-long grudge, a doctrine that flouted authority. Huabang, on the other hand, collected protection dues in Chinatown akin to an unofficial community fee, reasonable and obliging, attending every household’s call.

Yet, the Burning Angel, collectors of protection dues, were veritable brigands. They craved only lucre, your life was spared if they got their fill. Deny them and a blade or bullet would speak.

Minutes later, Jordan returned with a middle-aged man in tow, a man of about forty.

As soon as the man crossed the threshold and beheld Hogan, he exclaimed with zeal, “Brother Hogan, you’ve returned!”

This was Casey Vigo, the overseer of the Chinese gang in New York’s Chinatown.

Spotting the thick bandage around Casey’s neck, Hogan swiftly inquired, “Vigo, what happened to your neck?”

Casey sighed, “Long story short, caught a bullet coming home. Grazed my neck. If I’d been a hair off, I’d be reporting to the Jagoan of Hell.”

horrified gaze to the five wretched figures in the corner. “Hogan, what in the world happened? What’s

didn’t

mentioned it was urgent,” Vigo

explained, “These fellows came to collect ‘dues’ from

he introduced, “Mr. Jagoan, this is

that this vicious Burning Angel bunch had been reduced to

make the introduction. Mr. Jagoan here

to reality. Unfamiliar with Jagoan’s identity, he surmised it was no small feat to have inflicted such a pounding on these five. He

“How many members are

replied, “Nearly a hundred once, but now, barring the wounded and the deceased,

how’d you let these five

Angels.

of a gang brawl with thousands involved in the U.S.? Could they really march

Jagoan, you don’t understand… They’re ruthless. Openly or covertly, they’ve taken out key members of our

many of yours have

like them. We have no wish for confrontation and they’ve taken full advantage. Lay a finger

the ethnic minority gangs? Koreans, Vietnamese, Algerians,

Jagoan’s unyielding gaze, hesitating. “I haven’t heard of any

five, Jagoan turned to Vigo, “Then, have you ever wondered? Why do these men steer clear of Koreatown and not

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