The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Chapter 5560

Dean had initially believed that Jagoan would continue to torment him, but to his surprise, Jagoan offered him a chance at redemption. It was like a ray of hope in Dean’s bleak existence.

Overwhelmed by this sudden opportunity for a fresh start, Dean nodded vigorously without hesitation. He earnestly said, “Sir, you have my word. I’ll take the best care of him and ensure his satisfaction.”

Meanwhile, John Lawrence sensed his world darkening, almost to the point of unconsciousness. The thought of falling into Dean’s hands, even in exchange for Jagoan’s favor, filled him with terror. He quickly knelt and begged, “Please, sir, forgive me this time. I’m old and ill-equipped to handle any more trouble.”

Jagoan, however, waved away his concerns and reassured him, saying, “No need to worry. I’m not going anywhere.”

Fixing his gaze on Dean, he added seriously, “Listen carefully, Mr. Lawrence’s safety is your top priority, no matter how hard you work. Do you understand?”

Dean hesitated for just a moment before nodding resolutely and declaring, “Crystal clear, sir!”

He then turned his attention to John Lawrence, whose tearful face pleaded for mercy. “Lawrence,” Dean promised, “you can rest assured. I’ll take care of you.”

But as John Lawrence heard those words, he couldn’t find comfort, instead, he saw a grim future ahead. He glanced at Jagoan, hoping to plead for mercy, but choked on his own tears. “Sir, I…”

Jagoan interrupted him with an outstretched hand, his tone cold and menacing. “This is the best I can offer you,” he stated. “If you decline, I can always bring in someone else under these conditions.”

With a sly smile, he gestured toward Dean on the ground and continued, “I believe there are like-minded individuals in this cell. Dean can’t be the only one with such inclinations, right? Maybe the man with the injured leg shares his interests.”

John Lawrence was shocked by Jagoan’s refusal to entertain his pleas. He couldn’t hide his grief any longer and wept uncontrollably. Jagoan, still wearing the same dispassionate smile, taunted him, “Crying? You’ll have to get used to it.”

John Lawrence realized that accepting the current conditions might be his best option. Stubborn resistance would only make his situation worse. It was like Japan in 1945—surrendering honestly might avoid the devastation of two atomic bombs.

Seeing that no one dared to defy him, Jagoan stopped paying attention to John Lawrence. Clearing his throat, he declared in a chilling tone, “Listen to me now. I am the sole authority in this place from this moment forward. Each one of you must obey my commands around the clock, without question. Disobedience is not an option, for I cannot guarantee a better fate than what you’ve seen today.”

The lesson John Lawrence had learned resonated with the others. None of them dared to defy Jagoan’s orders, they nodded in agreement, as if they were following the relentless rhythm of a machine extracting oil twenty times its normal speed.

Jagoan was satisfied with their clear submission. He cleared his throat and commanded, “Everyone, stand at attention!”

They all struggled to stand upright, even Dean managed to stumble to the back of the line.

The young man with a broken leg tried to rise but promptly fell to the ground again, writhing in pain.

with indifference, “No need

a sigh of relief and thanked

paid him no further attention. Instead, he barked at

except for one young man who turned ninety degrees in the

this youth. He had been cheering and shouting when he first

asked, “What’s your deal? Are you

head frantically, expressing remorse. “I’m sorry, sir… I’ve had trouble

Jagoan smiled faintly. “That’s okay, I

and effortlessly snapped his wrist, as if breaking a pencil in two. The wrist was completely

maintaining his indifferent demeanor, remarked, “Remember, this is the right! I’m sure you won’t

in the room in shock. Jagoan continued,

making a mistake. The young man who had just suffered the injury had no trouble distinguishing left from right this time, making sure

on the far left, and commanded, “You, start. Tell us your name, where you’re from, the crime you committed, how long you’ve been here, and how much of

I’m Vietnamese. I’ve been in prison for a year for

Jagoan nodded. “Alright, next!”

here for

turn. Eventually, it was the turn of the man with a deep tan to step forward and make his introduction. He addressed the room with respect, saying, “Greetings, sir. My name is Haji. I am of Indian-American descent,

in charge, gestured toward the individuals flanking Haji and instructed, “Both of you, give him

changed abruptly, and he stammered, “Sir… why do you

with an icy tone, “All sexual

him look like a

He knew that if Haji was

with fear. “Sir… I… my name is John… John Lawrence…

speaking, a young man

hand and declared,

added, “One slap every day. A

a sense of duty, raised his hand and delivered the remaining slaps to John Lawrence without

to lift their arms, and John Lawrence’s

of the participants respectfully addressed Jagoan, asking, “Sir, we’ve completed the hundred slaps. What should we do now

“Throw him in

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