Aman couldn’t help but notice that by sparing his life, Jagoan was showing a touch of benevolence in the midst of all this malevolence. He knew he needed to seize this opportunity without begging any further. The idea of Jagoan having a change of heart was too disheartening to even consider; the alternative could be much worse.

In his desperation, Aman felt compelled to speak to Jagoan. “Rest assured, Mr. Jagoan, once we reach Syria, I’ll work closely with Commander Hamid and give my all…”

Jagoan acknowledged Aman’s words with an approving nod and a smile on his face. “You know, Mr. Ramovich embodies the essence of Taoism, as we Chinese say. In this society, very few truly understand the principles of Taoism.”

Jagoan checked his watch and turned to Wesley. “Wesley, it’s getting light outside, and people are starting to arrive. Contact the ship, then head upstairs and have a serious talk with our associates. After that, set sail and get them out of the United States.”

Wesley nodded respectfully and asked Jagoan, “Mr. Jagoan, any specific instructions for this ‘talk’?”

Jagoan raised a single finger and spoke earnestly, “I have just one request: make them feel fear. Let their encounter with you leave a lasting mark, whether they leave or stay.”

Wesley understood the gravity of the situation and quickly reassured Jagoan, “You can count on us to handle it.”

to hold onto the railing as he swiftly ascended to the second floor,

doubts about his

a mystery. Antonio’s attempts to climb the stairs, hampered by

emerged. The crowd’s anger and suspicion deepened, wondering

clear that one of his legs was severely broken, and he had made no

once-powerful mafia leader now appeared feeble and vulnerable. In an effort to quell the hostility, he removed his hat, revealing the shocking absence of both ears, leaving behind only bloody

in that someone

introducing themselves to the gathered gang members. Even

New York. With our numbers, individual opinions won’t factor in. Let me be clear: from now on, all your gangs

room buzzed with surprise, despite some of them having their mouths covered. It was clear that anger simmered beneath the surface. Antonio had recently been helping the Burning Angels take over Chinatown, and

own hands. Their outward compliance was only temporary; they were determined to

expenditures. These records must be sent to the Chinese Gang weekly and

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