Charlie’s words sent a chill down the spines of five individuals, including Will Johnson, leaving them utterly terrified!


    How could they have ever imagined that they had endured such humiliation and torment at the hands of Charlie until this moment? Initially, they had hoped for mercy and that Charlie would allow them to go free. Little did they know, he had actually connected with the boss of the Chinese gang and had given orders for them to be executed.


    The five were in a state of panic. Will Johnson, with blood trickling from his mouth, weakly pleaded, “Mr. Wade… We’ve done everything you asked. Please spare our lives…” Charlie simply smiled and replied, “If begging for mercy were effective,”


    “You wouldn’t have had to stain your hands with anyone’s blood. Think back to those you killed; did they beg for their lives before they met their end?” After saying this, Charlie turned away from Will Johnson, handing a gun directly to Ni Dawei while coldly asking, “Why are you still standing there?”


    Ni Dawei found himself staring at the pistol, feeling a deep inner turmoil.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    He harbored a profound hatred for the Burning Angel gang. Yet, as Charlie ced the gun in his hands, an inexplicable anxiety washed over him.


    Having spent years working within the Chinese gang, he had engaged in numerous fights, but he had never taken a life himself.


    Charlie’s sudden gesture, along with the reminder that the gun contained five bullets, was unmistakably clear—he was expected to eliminate all five adversaries one by one.


    Ni Dawei’s mind was awash with worry. If he truly pulled the trigger and killed these five men, would he be forced to live the rest of his life on the run from the police and the Burning Angels?


    He had little faith that the Hua Gang could stand a chance against the Burning Angel, let alone the Italian forces backing them.


    Yet, Charlie’s previous remarks had struck a chord within him, igniting a fire of motivation.


    Under his leadership, the Chinese Gang had failed to break free from Chinatown, and they were still suffering losses at the hands of their enemies. Now, the entire area had fallen under the control of the Burning Angel. If he fled, the Chinese Gang would be obliterated, bing a mere footnote in history.


    In that moment, Ni Dawei felt an intense internal struggle he had never experienced before.


    Noticing Ni Dawei’s hesitation, Charlie expressed his disappointment, stating coldly, “You are fearful, indecisive, and timid! Having a leader like you is a tremendous loss to the Chinese Gang and all of Chinatown!”


    Shamed, Ni Dawei still found himself unable to make a decision.


    Just as he was paralyzed with uncertainty, Gunbir stepped forward and addressed Charlie, confidently extending his hand. “Mr. Wade, give me the gun—I’ll do it!”


    Arman, taken aback, looked at him with concern and asked, “Gunbir, if you kill someone, you may not be able to stay in the United States.”


    “It doesn’t matter, Uncle Arman!” Gunbir replied, fists clenched and determination in his eyes. “If I don’t eliminate them, I’ll continue to be bullied, and they’ll keep squeezing me while I’m here! They deserve to die! Besides, I’m an illegal immigrant in the U.S. The worst that can happen is that I get rid of them and find a boat to leave! I’d rather never return than live like this!”


    With fierce resolve, he added, “But before I leave, I will fight with everything I have to take down as many of them as I can. I seek revenge for mypatriots who lost their lives in Chinatown!”<fn02d1> This content belongs to F?ndNovel</fn02d1>