The Charismatic Charlie Wade Chapter 5560

Dean had initially believed that Charlie would continue to torment him, but to his surprise, Charlie offered
him a chance at redemption. It was like a ray of hope in Dean’s bleak existence.

Overwhelmed by this sudden opportunity for a fresh start, Dean nodded vigorously without hesitation. He
earnestly said, “Sir, you have my word. I’ll take the best care of him and ensure his satisfaction.”

Meanwhile, John Lawrence sensed his world darkening, almost to the point of unconsciousness. The
thought of falling into Dean’s hands, even in exchange for Charlie’s favor, filled him with terror. He quickly
knelt and begged, “Please, sir, forgive me this time. I’m old and ill-equipped to handle any more trouble.”

Charlie, however, waved away his concerns and reassured him, saying, “No need to worry. I’m not going
anywhere.”

Fixing his gaze on Dean, he added seriously, “Listen carefully, Mr. Lawrence’s safety is your top priority,
no matter how hard you work. Do you understand?”

Dean hesitated for just a moment before nodding resolutely and declaring, “Crystal clear, sir!”

He then turned his attention to John Lawrence, whose tearful face pleaded for mercy. “Lawrence,” Dean
promised, “you can rest assured. I’ll take care of you.”

But as John Lawrence heard those words, he couldn’t find comfort, instead, he saw a grim future ahead.
He glanced at Charlie, hoping to plead for mercy, but choked on his own tears. “Sir, I…”

Charlie interrupted him with an outstretched hand, his tone cold and menacing. “This is the best I can
offer you,” he stated. “If you decline, I can always bring in someone else under these conditions.”

With a sly smile, he gestured toward Dean on the ground and continued, “I believe there are like-minded
individuals in this cell. Dean can’t be the only one with such inclinations, right? Maybe the man with the
injured leg shares his interests.”



John Lawrence was shocked by Charlie’s refusal to entertain his pleas. He couldn’t hide his grief any
longer and wept uncontrollably. Charlie, still wearing the same dispassionate smile, taunted him,
“Crying? You’ll have to get used to it.”

John Lawrence realized that accepting the current conditions might be his best option. Stubborn
resistance would only make his situation worse. It was like Japan in 1945—surrendering honestly might
avoid the devastation of two atomic bombs.

Seeing that no one dared to defy him, Charlie stopped paying attention to John Lawrence. Clearing his
throat, he declared in a chilling tone, “Listen to me now. I am the sole authority in this place from this
moment forward. Each one of you must obey my commands around the clock, without question.
Disobedience is not an option, for I cannot guarantee a better fate than what you’ve seen today.”

The lesson John Lawrence had learned resonated with the others. None of them dared to defy Charlie’s
orders, they nodded in agreement, as if they were following the relentless rhythm of a machine extracting
oil twenty times its normal speed.

Charlie was satisfied with their clear submission. He cleared his throat and commanded, “Everyone,
stand at attention!”

They all struggled to stand upright, even Dean managed to stumble to the back of the line.

The young man with a broken leg tried to rise but promptly fell to the ground again, writhing in pain.

Jagoan glanced in his direction and commented with indifference, “No need to join the queue.”

The man, sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Jagoan, saying, “Thank you, sir!”

Jagoan paid him no further attention. Instead, he barked at the others, “Everyone, right face!”

They promptly complied, except for one young man who turned ninety degrees in the wrong direction.



Jagoan vaguely remembered this youth. He had been cheering and shouting when he first arrived, likely
one of Dean’s younger followers.

Jagoan pointed at him and asked, “What’s your deal? Are you deliberately defying me?”

The young man shook his head frantically, expressing remorse. “I’m sorry, sir… I’ve had trouble with
directions since childhood.”

“You can’t tell left from right?” Jagoan smiled faintly. “That’s okay, I can help with that.”

With a swift movement, Jagoan grabbed the young man’s right hand and effortlessly snapped his wrist,
as if breaking a pencil in two. The wrist was completely shattered!

The young man cried out in pain, but Jagoan, maintaining his indifferent demeanor, remarked,
“Remember, this is the right! I’m sure you won’t forget it for the rest of your life.”

The sight left everyone in the room in shock. Jagoan continued, “Now, left face!”

Everyone turned around quickly, fearing making a mistake. The young man who had just suffered the
injury had no trouble distinguishing left from right this time, making sure he didn’t make any more
mistakes.

Jagoan nodded with satisfaction, gesturing toward the man on the far left, and commanded, “You, start.
Tell us your name, where you’re from, the crime you committed, how long you’ve been here, and how
much of your sentence remains.”

The man complied swiftly, saying, “Sir, my name is Ruan Ming, I’m Vietnamese. I’ve been in prison for a
year for robbery, and I have six years left on my sentence…”

Charlie nodded. “Alright, next!”



“Sir, I’m Colin Mills, an American,” the next person began. “I’ve been here for six months for fraud, and I
have three years left in prison…”

And so it went on, with each person introducing themselves in turn. Eventually, it was the turn of the man
with a deep tan to step forward and make his introduction. He addressed the room with respect, saying,
“Greetings, sir. My name is Haji. I am of Indian-American descent, and I’ve been here for two and a half
years due to a conviction for sexual assault. I have another twelve years to serve.” He hesitated for a
moment before continuing, “Half of my sentence…”

Jagoan, now in charge, gestured toward the individuals flanking Haji and instructed, “Both of you, give
him ten slaps each!”

Haji’s expression changed abruptly, and he stammered, “Sir… why do you want to beat me…”

Jagoan replied with an icy tone, “All sexual offenders will be disciplined.”

The two nearby inmates reluctantly delivered ten forceful slaps to Haji’s face. His cheeks quickly swelled
from the impact, making him look like a pig’s head. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he seethed with
anger and grievances, but he didn’t dare show it at that moment.

Watching Haji’s punishment was John Lawrence, who was particularly anxious. He knew that if Haji was
subjected to this punishment, he wouldn’t be spared either.

Eventually, it was John Lawrence’s turn to introduce himself, his voice trembling with fear. “Sir… I… my
name is John… John Lawrence… I’m here for sexual assault and rape, sentenced to life imprisonment…
without parole…”

As soon as John Lawrence finished speaking, a young man nearby asked, “Sir, how many times should I
slap him?”

Jagoan waved his hand and declared, “One hundred.”



He added, “One slap every day. A hundred times!”

The young man, with a sense of duty, raised his hand and delivered the remaining slaps to John
Lawrence without hesitation. The other inmate, equally fatigued, continued with swift blows until the
hundred slaps were completed.

By the end of it, both participants were too exhausted to lift their arms, and John Lawrence’s face was
grotesquely swollen, resembling a corpse submerged in water for weeks.

As Lawrence lay unconscious, one of the participants respectfully addressed Jagoan, asking, “Sir, we’ve
completed the hundred slaps. What should we do now that he’s unconscious?”

Jagoan waved his hand dismissively and replied, “Throw him in the bathroom and leave him be.”

“Understood, sir!” The man acknowledged, and he and his partner carried the unconscious Lawrence to
the bathroom.

The introductions continued, with most of the remaining inmates revealing that they were incarcerated for
murder and assault, and some had ties to Dean’s criminal activities.

After everyone had shared their backgrounds, Jagoan turned his attention to the young man who had a
broken leg and said, “Your turn.”

The young man quivered as he introduced himself, “My… my name is Mark… Mark Wendell… I’ve been
in prison for two years on a second-degree murder charge, serving a forty-year sentence, with a
minimum of twenty years.”

Jagoan then turned to Dean, who had been startled by the unexpected turn of events, and calmly stated,
“Now, boss, it’s your turn.”

Dean, still taken aback, stammered, “Sir… you… you’re the boss…”



Jagoan chuckled lightly and replied, “My apologies, it seems I accidentally assumed your position.”

Dean quickly responded, “Sir, please don’t say that. In your presence, I can only be a loyal subordinate
behind the wheel.”

Jagoan nodded in acknowledgment and commanded, “Proceed with your introduction.”

Dean humbly began, “Boss, my name is Dean, I’m American, imprisoned for drug trafficking and murder,
and serving a life sentence.”

Jagoan then addressed the entire assembly, making it clear that he was now in charge. He announced,
“Now that everyone has shared their stories, let’s discuss the rules of this cell, effective immediately. Pay
close attention, any transgressions will not be forgiven.”

The inmates listened attentively, their gaze fixed on Jagoan, anxious not to miss any crucial instructions.

Jagoan raised his finger and declared, “First, from this moment onward, no one is permitted to engage in
fights or sexual activity in this cell without my explicit consent. Elainetors will have their limbs broken. Do
you all understand?”

In unison, the inmates affirmed, “We understand!”

Jagoan raised another finger and spoke sternly, “Secondly, all of you are strictly forbidden from
communicating with anyone outside this cell about matters related to me. Offenders will face dire
consequences. Do you grasp this?”

Without hesitation, the assembly echoed, “We understand!”

Jagoan nodded and extended three fingers, continuing, “Third, starting today, each of you must brush
your teeth and shower every morning and evening. Keep your sheets and bedding clean, fresh, and
odor-free. Furthermore, each of you will take turns mopping the floor and cleaning the toilet daily.”



He emphasized, “There are fifteen of you, so there will be fifteen cleaning sessions each day. Excluding
meal and rest periods, the remaining time will be divided equally among all fifteen inmates. While
working, others will supervise. If they find subpar cleaning, they will administer two slaps to the
responsible person and demand corrections. If I identify the issue, everyone will disrobe, and I’ll have
you sleep in the toilet at night.”

Jagoan concluded, “One more thing, should anyone exhibit a foul odor on their person or bedding, I’ll
confine them to the toilet for the next three days, excluding meal and rest periods. When others use the
restroom, they must remain inside. And when others engage in sexual activity, they, too, must remain
inside until they’ve cleaned themselves up!”

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