CHAPTER 102: CHAPTER 53: CAN YOU GIVE ME A MASSAGE?

My rules!

He looked at me in fear, the butcher of Miami, Kenny Clark is a madman.

My smile etched into his memory, he would never forget tonight.

He became the boss, gained power, and yet, he is my puppet, always following my orders.

With Amir in the car, Kelly, Ella, and I got into the Chevy at the back.

"GO!"

Hearing my command, Kelly hit the gas, and the two cars headed towards Satori.

The two girls said nothing, didn’t ask why I didn’t kill He.

Amir in the front car didn’t ask either. They knew I had my ways!

Johnny’s task, killing the king won’t solve the problem.

Change the boss in Chinatown’s organization, the ice business would still continue.

Unless I can eliminate the Triad, which is impossible.

The real solution is to replace the leader with someone I can control.

Wars between gangs aren’t just about killing.

The car drove on Highway 175, the night enveloping the city.

The scenery outside passed by, vanishing behind me.

My mood was calm, I knew what I was doing, I wanted to survive.

We arrived at Satori, following the address He provided, we came in front of a villa.

The gate was tightly closed, the house was lit up, and there was a pool next to the garden.

The security here was tight, upscale communities had automatic alarm systems, if trespassed, police would arrive in less than fifteen minutes.

Duke checked around the house, walked up to me with a cigarette, "Give me your knife, I’ll cut off the alarm system."

Kelly pulled out a dagger from her body.

Duke took the dagger and walked away.

"Amir, go to the corner!"

Amir nodded to me, pulled out a phone, and split up with Freddie, heading to the corners on both sides of the house.

If any patrol cars came, they’d notify me immediately.

Duke waved his phone at me, indicating everything was ready.

I dropped the cigarette butt from my mouth to the ground, climbed over the wall with Ella and Kelly.

Inside the house, Wang sat on the sofa watching TV.

There was a sound from upstairs.

"Darling, I’m going for a bubble bath, want to join?"

"No, you go ahead, I’m watching TV!"

Wang placed the cigar in an ashtray, paying attention to the news in Miami.

As a boss, one can’t waste energy online, keeping up with city news is a necessary habit.

The door was pushed open, my lock-picking skills came into play.

Seeing strangers in the entrance, Wang stood up.

"Who are you?"

I emerged from the darkness. "Hi! Remember me?"

"Kenny Clark!"

"That’s right!" I walked over to the sofa opposite Wang, this time pointing to the sofa, "Please sit!"

I became the host, and Wang was the guest, unlike at the restaurant.

"What do you want?"

Ella aimed a handgun at Wang’s head, Kelly pressed Wang’s shoulder, making him sit on the sofa.

"I have something to tell you."

"Damn. You want to make enemies of all the Chinese in America?" Wang shouted.

I put my finger to my lips, "Shh, she’ll hear upstairs. If you want more deaths, I won’t stop you."

"What do you want? Fack. You’re provoking the Triad!"

"Can they save you? No!

Can they kill me now? No.

Your fate is in my hands, don’t threaten me, it makes me think you’re not wise! Stupidity comes from ignorance!"

Wang closed his mouth, picked up the cigar, took a few puffs to calm his nerves, "What do you want?"

"I don’t have the right to have a conversation with you!"

Damn it! Wang looked at me angrily, he humiliated me in a restaurant, accusing me of having no right to speak to him.

"You want money? I can give it to you! I’ll agree to your proposal!"

Wang compromised. Sweat dropped continuously from his face, he knew my visit wasn’t just to say hello!

"I am the dog, not the representative of the owner!"

I smiled, every word cut into Wang’s chest like a knife.

His fate was in my hands.

"I’m sorry! Everything I said was wrong!"

"Sorry? I accept!" I stood up, walked to the liquor cabinet, took a bottle of whiskey, and approached Wang. "Drink it."

"Kenny, I apologize for what I said."

"I accept, drink it!"

Ella pulled out a plastic bag from her pocket containing white crystals.

Ice!

"Where did you get this?"

Ella threw the crystals into the whiskey, "Got it from He."

Damn it!

Wang heard a name, traitor! There was a traitor among his men.

"Drink it!"

I placed the whiskey in front of Wang.

Ice mixed with whiskey, Wang looked fearfully at the bottle.

"You can’t do this?"

"I can!" I gripped Wang’s jaw, looked down at him, my shadow blocking the light above him, like a shadow engulfing him. "I hate drugs!"

"Damn it, you’re also a gangster."

"SO WHAT?"

"I’ll give you money, I have three hundred thousand US dollars in cash in the fridge in the kitchen. Don’t kill me! I’ll agree to all your demands!"

I pointed at the fridge, Ella went into the kitchen and came out with a plastic bag full of hundred-dollar bills.

"Thank you for your generosity, have a drink!"

I aimed the whiskey at Wang’s mouth.

Kelly grabbed his arm, I gripped Wang’s jaw and inserted the bottle into his mouth.

The bottle plunged into his throat, the liquid poured down, and soon a bottle of whiskey was emptied into his stomach.

I held the empty bottle, Kelly and Ella escorted Wang to the garden.