The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In the early morning light, amidst the gritty backdrop of New York City, Wesley and his crew whisked Aman, Antonio, and the Zano family’s gang bosses away from Chinatown, en route to the harbor.

All the interim second-in-commands had been reinstated to their regular positions.

Jordan still felt a sense of unreality gripping him. Witnessing Jagoan dismantle the Zano family overnight left him with a surreal feeling.

Jagoan noticed Jordan’s bewilderment as the curtain fell and decided to inquire, “Jordan, how are you feeling now?”

Jordan snapped back to reality, scratching his head as he mumbled, “Mr. Jagoan… I feel… I can’t quite believe it…”

With a smile, Jagoan responded, “Then you must adapt quickly because, starting today, you’ll need to restructure the Chinese gang promptly. While the Zano family is the largest mafia in New York, it’s not the only one. You’ll encounter numerous challenges ahead. Since you’ve chosen this path, you must find a way to forge ahead.”

Jordan nodded earnestly and replied, “Mr. Jagoan, from now on, the Chinese gang will work on self-sustainability, and I’ll deliver the profits collected from these gangs to you monthly!”

Jagoan waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Most of their money was earned by preying on ordinary folks. I’ll acquire it from them the same way and pass it on to you. Once the money is in my hands, there’s essentially no difference between me and them.”

continued, smiling, “Uncle Hogan regards you as his own, and you and I are considered acquaintances. If you’ve chosen this path, then safeguard this money wisely. If you have grand ambitions, use it to grow the Chinese Gang and pave your path in advance. You could

sprouted like mushrooms

Chinese gang, and you reside in Chinatown. Here, you represent all the Chinese people trying to make a living. Hence, you can’t afford to be a coward in the future. Experience has shown that in this line

Southwest Round, and his former superior had arrived in North America first, amassing wealth and inviting him to join. It was

“As a child, I heard tales of the overseas expansion of Chinese gangs. In those days, Chinese gang members dared to confront adversity and achieved great success in Canada, the United States, and even Europe. It was a modest beginning, but I never anticipated that in the 21st century, Chinese gangs in various locations would experience a rapid decline. Many

years, Europe and the United States have indeed intensified their crackdown on gangs, and the unity among overseas compatriots isn’t as strong as that among Koreans and Vietnamese. The overall situation has become significantly more

Mr. Jagoan. I’ve chosen this path,

solemnly, “Don’t worry, Mr.

asked, “Mr.

“Many of the Chinese gang members from the last century hailed from battlefields. They left the military, some yearning to explore the world, and thus ventured across the ocean to make a living. They had narrowly escaped death on flimsy sampans, so they had no fear. They weren’t afraid of Americans, Italians, Mexicans, or Algerians in the United States. To them, the Mafia meant nothing. What were Mexican drug lords to them? When they had faced near-death experiences and set foot on this land, they lived by the words, treat life and death lightly,

are just that—excuses. In my opinion, the rapid decline of overseas Chinese

knew that Jagoan was speaking

to rise above tens of thousands of rival gangs, driven by the blood coursing

“Now look at you, the so-called second and third-generation Chinese. You’ve long shed the blood of your forebears! Many of you were born in the United States and didn’t have to traverse the ocean. You simply obtained a U.S. passport and grew up on milk, cola, hamburgers, and cereal. Even if you were descended from wolves, you’ve been living like domesticated dogs. Forget about inheriting your fathers’ blood, if I were to put you on the same sampan your fathers used to come here,