Bahala Na Gang Leader Novels & Stories

When she stepped right on his hand with force, the others suspected that their leader’s hand was going to snap! Ivanka’s expression was strangely calm. Watching the struggling and wailing man on the ground, she exerted a little more strength. “Does it hurt a lot?” The gang leader was flabbergasted. “Couldn’t she tell I’m hurting? This bitch!” He thought. But he did not dare say his thoughts aloud. All he could say was, “Ms. Lane, we shouldn’t have threatened you. We were wrong about you! Please give us a second chance! We regret it!”

He glared at Kayson with eyes that threatened to spit fire. Kayson looked at the leader of the group, who screamed that they were gangsters at first glance. “If you turn and leave right now, Jairo might not be told that you came tonight.” The leader was a muscular man with a full tattoo sleeve on his right arm. He was taken aback by what Kayson said before he snapped, “Kid, you’re unqualified to call Don Jairo by his name!” Fabian could no longer hold himself back and growled, “Mr. Holt, stop talking. Get him!”

"A week ago, on this same day, the gang encountered one of the most dangerous battles it has ever come across, which would have ensured its extinction. As you all know, we lost Gabriel, my father who was the founder and leader of the gang for over a long period of time. He was betrayed by the same person he calls his son, his blood. And we lost not only Gabriel, but his wife Ella whose body has not been found, and a lot of men whom we can't go on mentioning. I know how each and everyone of you is feeling right now. I know you might be thinking if I will ever be able to take over the leadership. But not to worry, the gang is my duty and it's what I live for. Together we will fight, together w

"Is this the leader of wreck altrav boomers?!" The ugly bald man said then spat at Hellbilly, suddenly he was answered by a grass-like creature not far away. "Yes, who are you?" He said at when I heard from someone else, there is also a leader of the gang here in the precinct. "Call me... Triple Seven." Kalbo replied sparingly, then the companion of a dambo laughed because he was the leader of another gang at what he said. "Welcome to h*ll, Triple Seven." He said as he turned to Balbo and the bald man even had a nickname in the prison.

The yellow-haired gangster was the first to come to his senses and said to the leader, "Boss, I thought that this little girl is very strange. Just now, we couldn't control ourselves at all." Upon hearing his words, the punk-styled man and the others also shouted, "That's right, Boss. She seems to be able to control us. We must do whatever she wants us to do!" The leader of the gangsters had already felt that something was wrong. This time, they seemed to have chosen the wrong person, who might be a little siren. He made a prompt decision and said, "What are you waiting for? Run!" He turned around and was about to run away. But he was kicked down to the ground by the punker once again and go

And do you know why I had downed three shots of tequila already only to become more stressed? A certain thing called Angeles. A little piece of advice – never mess with gangs. I had messed with one and even worse, I had messed with their stupid leader. The alpha, the big kahuna. The deadliest being in the whole world, his name only spoken when you wanted a death wish: Angeles. He had been named accordance to his gang, it only making him seem more lethal. Nice going Jenny, way to mess with the devil himself.

The guards were too busy with a particular call girl to notice, but I swered around the cells, looking for the sound. I found none other than P2. The most despicable gang leader in that entire jail. A woman was lying in front of him. Naked, with his face bleeding, and he was standing, with his hands closed in his fists. P2 was smaller than me. Thinner, but he was also bald and with a frown on his face that could only indicate difficult years. I went into the cell. He was alone with the girl. Of course. Gang leaders were always alone to commit their atrocities in peace.

someone behind Tiyem cleared his throat. The girl turned around and saw a large, muscular man. There are three piercings in both ears and a scar from an incision at the corner of his left eye. The man was wearing a white t-shirt with a Hello Kitty image on it and knee-length shorts. He is Bahar, the leader of the Bentor Gang. "Mr Bahar!" Tiyem exclaimed in surprise. "Wow! Is this really you, Tiyem?" Bahar smiled thinly. "Um, Mr, I ..."

But the gangsters can hear themselves just fine. “Come on. Just a BJ, okay, miss?” the leader asks in a pidgin of Filipino and English, unzipping his dirty jeans. “How about that, huh?” The second man’s suddenly yanked away. And the one threatening Rina whirls around to see Chester standing in the middle of the street. WAMPUS, I NEED YOU NOW… “What do you think you’re doing, kid? Stay away,” the leader warns, brandishing a butterfly knife he has whipped out with a deft movement of his wrist, “if you don’t want me to cut you a faucet.”

"If they want to ruin you, just like this chair... you will be crumple and be ruined to the fact that you can't even stand" There is a bitterness in his voice. "They are one to be feared compared to other gang. The leader is a lunatic, if not, psychopath" Oliver doubt what Jimel is saying since what he saw a while ago isn't someone who seems to be psychopath. He looks natural and acts natural. That is if you will not add the fact that he carelessly talk about death. With those things he recalled, the one who seems to be a leader is not that crazy.