The Amazing Son in Law 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.”

“Rules? Tell me

unanimous, “You

beyond what you see! When I wish to indulge, I do so in lavish

reveled in the satisfaction of his fantasies.

boss. Consequently, the more their boss provoked Joseph’s men, the more determined they became

Joseph, declaring, “Boss, I can’t tolerate this rotten Mexican any longer! I’m going to kill

to act boldly today.

they surged forward, closing in

facing a formidable adversary, 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 determination. With each blow, the faces of Gustavo’s men contorted in pain, and it became almost routine for them to be

after several confrontations, Gustavo’s men were beaten

who had once 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. At that moment, Gustavo’s once-proud face began to pale, and for

closed in on him, Gustavo was gripped by fear, and he couldn’t 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 choose, remember this well, I can eliminate every single one of

in Mexico won’t save you here. This is the United States, the land of the free. If you’re as powerful as you claim, why haven’t you called in your thousands of private armed forces to rescue you from Brooklyn Prison? You know as well as I do that there