The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Wesley’s words struck fear into the hearts of the enraged gangsters, causing them to huddle together, trembling in terror. The scene resembled a group of Emperor penguins, clustered together for warmth in the bitter Antarctic winter winds.

Jagoan couldn’t help but hide a secret grin as he observed their palpable fear. These gangsters, who once boasted of their fearlessness, now cowered like cornered animals.

Dealing with malevolent forces such as the United States required a ruthless approach. If they wielded a knife, you brandished a gun; if they raised a gun, you targeted their entire kin. Moralizing was futile, for the underworld seldom adhered to such principles. Morality was a stricter code of conduct than the law, while all illegal acts breached morality, not every moral breach was necessarily illegal.

Every ill-gotten penny the gangsters amassed was a product of their disregard for the law. If they held no reverence for the law, how could morality sway them?

Hence, the most effective method to confront such individuals was to be even more unyielding than they were. Yet, Jagoan was aware that his intimidation alone wasn’t sufficient for these gang members.

To instill bone-chilling fear, he needed to first make them acutely aware of their own vulnerability and the unwavering determination to dismantle them. The initial investment in this endeavor was steep. Allocating so many resources to subdue a group of New York gangsters hardly seemed worthwhile.

So, Jagoan summoned Wesley and instructed him to take a stern approach with these people. It was a necessary step. After all, when it came to the number of allies, who could rival the Dragon Temple? In terms of violence, these gangsters were outmatched.

Furthermore, they were no match for the Dragon Temple. The Dragon Temple had knowledge of their identities and could track them down anywhere, eliminating their entire families if they so wished. There was no escape.

On the contrary, what could these gangsters do if they were aware of the Dragon Temple’s base in Syria? They couldn’t simply confront Wesley, could they?

Wesley’s threatening words had indeed sent shivers down the spines of everyone present, but Jagoan had no intention of letting them off easily. He aimed to establish absolute authority in their minds.

Jagoan glanced around and turned to Wesley. “Wesley, from now on, document the identity details of these people and swiftly investigate their family connections. If they disobey, no family member should be spared.”

Wesley nodded in agreement. “I understand.”

Jagoan gestured towards Jordan beside him. “Furthermore, if anything happens to Jordan, whether it’s a natural calamity or a man-made disaster, you must eliminate all of them, leaving no one alive.”

and derision at this pronouncement, there was apparent resistance to

involved in this discussion, let’s give them a

his men,

a gang leader quivered and burst out, “This… this isn’t fair! If we didn’t kill him and something

nodded vigorously in agreement, voicing

smirked and inquired, “What’s this? Is the New York

to travel to Syria and hand over 75% of our profits to the

“You desire

man affirmed, “Yes, I want

challenged, “Let’s confirm then, are you rejecting

without

grinned, “Very well, let’s be fair. Tell me your name and the gang you

Todd. Todd Gilbert, the head

smiled and commented, “Desperados… That’s

keen on justice, let’s grant him his wish. Transport him to Syria and conduct a thorough investigation into his background. I want to know if he’s wronged anyone throughout his life, no matter how trivial. If there are more than ten such instances, dig a hole in Syria and

protest, he silenced

he said, “Sir, this

reconsidered and swallowed it. He knew that protesting at this point

“If this is your definition of fairness, I

want fairness? If you seek fairness from me, then I also want fairness from you for those you’ve wronged. Why have you

with enemies and rivals, treat him the same way. If he killed someone’s wife, we kill his wife, if he killed someone’s son, we kill his son too. After all,

Jagoan. My subordinates will

ashen, and visible tremors coursed through