You know what, look at Pat Riley. That fucker doesn't look like he has mob connections, that fucker looks like the mob is afraid of him! And the Triads!
Riley looks like the kind of man who wouldn't even stop eating his steak dinner to kill you, he'd just pull the gun and shoot you in the stomach while he was in the middle of chewing. Then as you laid on the ground bleeding the death, he'd calmly and quietly ask someone to bring him some more steak sauce.