As Joseph’s men gradually closed in on Gustavo and his men, the Mexicans formed a protective circle around Gustavo. Despite the mounting tension, Gustavo maintained a cold and somewhat angry demeanor. He felt like he was the alpha, and when the tiger fell, the dogs would pounce.

In his former life outside prison, Gustavo commanded thousands of troops. Anyone who dared to cross his path on the street risked a swift, pistol-inflicted end. But now, within the confines of an American prison, he found himself in a passive position, surrounded by a group of brawny, brainless men.

Feeling outnumbered and cornered, Gustavo couldn’t help but shout, “Joseph, what is the meaning of this?”

Joseph abandoned his followers and stepped outside the encirclement to address Gustavo. He pointed to his group of followers with a stern expression and said, “Gustavo, you’ve been living too lavishly in Brooklyn Prison. Some of my boys haven’t tasted real steak in over a decade, and yet you enjoy it daily. You even put caviar worth tens of thousands of dollars in your hamburger, and let’s not forget the Romanee-Conti wine, worth thousands per bottle. Today, I realized the taste of Romanee-Conti for the first time!”

Joseph continued, looking somewhat embarrassed, “Gustavo, there’s an old Chinese saying, ‘Worry not about scarcity but inequality.’ You insist on claiming privileges here, and it’s making my brothers restless. They want steak, caviar, and Romanee-Conti too. I can’t resolve this problem for them, so I’ll let them settle it with you.”

One of Joseph’s men cheered and shouted, “Yes! Why should Gustavo be the only one enjoying steak and red wine here?!”

Gustavo responded disdainfully, “That’s because you don’t have the money I do. If you were as wealthy as me, you could indulge in these luxuries too. But you don’t have the money, and neither does your boss. Blaming me is pointless.”

This incited anger from Joseph’s men. One of them retorted, “It’s none of your business how much money you have outside. Even if you guzzle all the red wine in the United States, we wouldn’t care. But when you’re in here, you must follow the rules.”

scoffed, “Rules? Tell me what the

men was unanimous, “You can’t have privileges in Brooklyn

you see! When I wish to indulge, I do so in lavish parlors. My men meticulously select beauties from all corners of the United States for my pleasure. Some of these beauties travel thousands of kilometers just to spend three hours with me, and they leave with tens of thousands of dollars. I can even have my men bring your wives to kneel before me and serve

reveled in the satisfaction of his fantasies. However, the expressions of his followers darkened as

the more their boss provoked Joseph’s men, the more determined they became

by anger, gritted his teeth and turned to Joseph, declaring, “Boss, I

feel free to act boldly today. Whatever

issued the command, and his boys shouted as they surged

plates and spoons as makeshift weapons. However, their opponents were American muscle men who spent hours every day working on their strength. In such close-quarters combat, the victor was determined by the strength of their fists. It was evident to the naked eye that every punch thrown by Joseph’s

after several confrontations, Gustavo’s men were beaten into submission, eventually kneeling down and begging for

men fell one by one. Initially, he hoped the onslaught would cease, but it became evident that there was no intention

I am? I am Gustavo Sanchez! A renowned figure with billions of dollars in wealth and thousands of private armed forces

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