Antonio’s lips twitched involuntarily at Charlie’s audacious proposition. He clenched his jaw, masking his disbelief with a smile. “Alright, you’ve certainly got some nerve trying to shake down the Mafia!”

Intrigued, Charlie quizzed, “Are you really with the Mafia?”

Antonio sneered, “What? You just witnessed it.”

With a flourish, he returned the thousand dollars to his wallet, casting a haughty glance at Charlie. “Now that you know who I am, you can leave.”

Disdain dripped from Charlie’s voice. “I haven’t even taken your money yet and you’re already showing me the door? Are you for real?”

Antonio ground his teeth. “Young man, if you squander this chance I’m giving you, don’t blame me!”

Turning to his henchmen, he commanded, “Put him in his place and then drive him out of here, far away. Hurry, our esteemed guest will arrive soon.”

Several of his men swiftly geared up and approached Charlie.

Just then, sirens wailed and a fleet of police cars raced to the scene.

Once parked, over a dozen officers emerged from the vehicles. One of them approached Antonio, inquiring, “Antonio, we received a call about Mafia-related activity, crashes and fatalities. Can you fill us in on what happened?”

Antonio gave a slight smile, taken aback, then instinctively glanced at Charlie.

Seizing the opportunity, Charlie wore a wicked grin as he addressed the police, “Officer, one of their men ran me down. And not only did he evade responsibility, he even brandished a firearm at me.”

He gestured towards the Mafia member who had just threatened him. “It’s him! He’s got a gun!”

Several officers immediately aimed their weapons at the man, one of them bellowing, “Hands on your head, lie down on the ground, now!”

by American police was about as common as chewing gum. In this situation, failing to cooperate could likely result in him being shot on the spot. However, the way American police enforced cooperation was a blow to one’s dignity. They insisted on hands on heads, arms spread, legs apart, lying flat on the ground, spelling

members concerned with pride, it was akin to kneeling in the street.

to comply, but he resisted, some even daring to put

a brash individual, they didn’t allow room for remorse. Regardless of how many officers were on their side, they would empty their magazines in record time, then return to file reports claiming they suspected he was reaching for a gun in his pocket, resuming duty

addressed the officer, “Officer, this was just a run-of-the-mill traffic incident. My daughter accidentally hit

wanting to escalate matters further with Antonio, turned

his head firmly. “Absolutely not. He hit me. And not only did he refuse

style, calmly seating himself on the curb. “I don’t mind. I’ll stay here and watch how he deals with me. And just so you

on the video site! I’ve also told my friends to record and share it

and told Antonio, “You’ve seen what’s transpired. Firstly, resolve this issue. Secondly, anyone who brandished a gun will

being manipulated and extorted on his own doorstep. And the worst part? He didn’t have a

his trusted aide approached and murmured, “Boss, the

on the way. But

nod, pulling the man over, extracting his pistol from his waist and dropping it to the ground. He then pushed him towards the police. “Take him

Jagoan, he said, “You want one hundred thousand dollars, correct? Wait here. I’ll get it for you

Jagoan.

“I have a high wage for lost work hours, so a hundred grand

hard. “You don’t know who he is, do

“Do I

harm you, but once we’re gone, you’ll have to think about it. I’d advise

keep track of my daily earnings. Asking him for a hundred

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