The Charismatic Charlie Wade

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.”

Tell me what the

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

of ignorant Americans! You may not fully comprehend my power. The privileges I enjoy here go far beyond what 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.

in the satisfaction of his fantasies. However, the

the more their boss provoked Joseph’s men, the more determined they became to teach them a lesson later

of Joseph’s group, consumed by anger, gritted his teeth and turned to Joseph, declaring, “Boss, I can’t

to act boldly today. Whatever happens, I will take responsibility

they surged forward, closing in on Gustavo’s group like

armed only with plastic dinner 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 men brimmed with

were beaten into submission, eventually kneeling down and begging

been arrogantly confident, watched as his men fell one by one. Initially, he hoped the onslaught would cease, but it became evident that there was no intention of stopping.

help but shout, “Have you forgotten who I am? I am Gustavo Sanchez! A renowned figure with billions of dollars in wealth and thousands of private armed forces at my command! If I so