In this humble roast goose shop in Chinatown, a magical and interesting scene is taking place.
The five gang members, once the terror of Chinatown, struck fear into countless Chinese vendors. Now, they knelt on the ground, cramming bullets of yellow, orange and gold into their mouths. Swallowing 9mm pistol rounds was like trying to gulp down fat capsules without a drop of water to ease the pain. They gritted their teeth and forced them down.
Will Johnson, in particular, suffered. His sister was a mistress to the Burning Angel boss and he himself had a ruthless streak, rising to middle management in the gang. Chinatown fell under his jurisdiction.
In the American underworld, he was the Burning Angel's Chinatown enforcer. But his authority did him no favors now.
The others managed to choke down the bullets, wincing through the ordeal. Theirs were at least somewhat spherical. Will Jackson, however, faced Charlie's own macabre concoction. Charlie meticulously dismantled each bullet, pouring the powder into Will Jackson's mouth, then followed with the disassembled round and casing. It was a merciless race to swallow them down.
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