The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In the early morning light, amidst the gritty backdrop of New York City, Wesley and his crew whisked Aman, Antonio, and the Zano family’s gang bosses away from Chinatown, en route to the harbor.

All the interim second-in-commands had been reinstated to their regular positions.

Jordan still felt a sense of unreality gripping him. Witnessing Charlie dismantle the Zano family overnight left him with a surreal feeling.

Charlie noticed Jordan’s bewilderment as the curtain fell and decided to inquire, “Jordan, how are you feeling now?”

Jordan snapped back to reality, scratching his head as he mumbled, “Mr. Wade… I feel… I can’t quite believe it…”

With a smile, Charlie responded, “Then you must adapt quickly because, starting today, you’ll need to restructure the Chinese gang promptly. While the Zano family is the largest mafia in New York, it’s not the only one. You’ll encounter numerous challenges ahead. Since you’ve chosen this path, you must find a way to forge ahead.”

Jordan nodded earnestly and replied, “Mr. Wade, from now on, the Chinese gang will work on self- sustainability, and I’ll deliver the profits collected from these gangs to you monthly!”

Charlie waved his hand dismissively, saying, “Most of their money was earned by preying on ordinary folks. I’ll acquire it from them the same way and pass it on to you. Once the money is in my hands, there’s essentially no difference between me and them.”

Jagoan continued, smiling, “Uncle Hogan regards you as his own, and you and I are considered acquaintances. If you’ve chosen this path, then safeguard this money wisely. If you have grand ambitions, use it to grow the Chinese Gang and pave your path in advance. You could become a

renowned entrepreneur or even run for Congress when the time is right. If you’re not aiming that high, save it for a comfortable life.”

Gangs, formed by various ethnic groups, sprouted like mushrooms after a rainstorm. In New York City alone, there were no less than a thousand gangs of varying sizes. Across the United States,

you can’t afford to be a coward in

him to join. It was during this period that they, middle- aged individuals riddled with bullet scars, founded a Chinese gang in Chinatown, making their mark in the

gang members dared to confront adversity and achieved great success in Canada, the United States, and even Europe. It was a modest beginning, but I never anticipated that in the 21st century, Chinese gangs in various locations would

intensified their crackdown on gangs, and the unity among overseas compatriots isn’t as strong as that among Koreans

chosen this path, and

solemnly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Jagoan. I

asked, “Mr.

They had narrowly escaped death on flimsy sampans, so they had no fear. They weren’t afraid of Americans, Italians, Mexicans, or Algerians in the United States. To them, the Mafia meant nothing. What were Mexican drug lords to them? When they

are just that—excuses. In my opinion, the rapid decline of overseas Chinese gangs stems from their loss of the

knew that Jagoan was speaking

fresh off the boat, had managed to rise above tens of thousands of

of your forebears! Many of you were born in the United States and didn’t have to traverse the ocean. You simply obtained a U.S. passport and grew up

causing Chinese gangs to continuously lose ground, withdraw, and contract.

know that their adversaries had grown too powerful, leading to several ill-fated attempts