Bald Gojo Novels & Stories

I crossed my legs and sat a little taller. Poised on the edge of his chair, Jeff said to me, “If that’s truly the case, I’m more worried about your safety more than ever, Wil. Here.” He reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out a business card. Handing it to me he said, “This is the instructor I was telling you about. Give him a call; he’d love to have you in his class.” The card had the name of a local dojo. The man’s name was Max Hiroaki, ninth degree blackbelt.

Malakai was getting his jacket from behind his chair as well as his phone. "Japan? Who do we have in Japan?" Alec asked. He was sure they had no connections in Japan unless he's forgetting. "The Yakuza." Malakai simply said and left, leaving Alec wide eyed. Damn Malakai really finds his way around. I mean, the Yakuza. That’s no small thing. But with Malakai, connections were everything. Malakai walked down and his bodyguard followed him. Sure, Malakai didn't need anyone's protection since he could easily handle himself but 2 was better than 1. He would’ve taken Alec, but he wasn't in the right state of mind right now.

However, he started to play the first step to catch the gumiho. "Shut up!" snapped of Go Jo Woo to Bellona. Go Jo Woo raised his hand towards Genji, “Is he your friend? I think you are wrong, he is part of our members," he said. “Hey, is your name Go Jo Woo?” Bellona ask fearlessly. Go Jo Woo felt called after Bellona said her name, then eyes started to approach the girl. “How dare you say my real name!” Go Jo Woo growled. Turns out he hated it when his name was mentioned. Surprisingly, Bellona didn't even show any fear to Go Jo Woo. Maybe, because he didn't show a strange face.

He wasn’t going to lose it, not again. Both brothers whipped their tails at him at once. Gildeon ducked, just dodging the strikes, and jumped back. “Why don’t you show your ugly beast form?” Baltae sneered, his dark eyes flicking side to side. Gildeon’s breath quickened, his fists clenching so tight his nails dug into his palms. His face felt like it was on fire with fury. “Get him, Baltae!” one of the boys from the circle yelled.

Within seconds he was back at the side of the glass begging for more. “Gojo, you eat too much.” I plopped three more pellets into his bowl. Unfazed by my comment, Gojo kept nipping away at the floating sticks at the surface of his tank. After finishing these last three off, he returned to the tank’s side again. I put my finger against the glass in front of him and moved my finger across the surface. Gojo followed my finger around in a complete circle before giving up and swimming off in the opposite direction. I turned my attention back towards the TV and settled in for a horror movie. Of course, because right now, that’s just what I need. Well, what I needed was to stop seeing this mystery

Jordan said sarcastically. "Were you born a dick or did you study to become one, asshole?" Zach asked, glaring at him. "Mr. Gary, please," Judge Crenshaw said. "Along with my martial arts studies, I also learned the Chinese, or Japanese, depending upon who you ask, game of Go. It is a board game of strategy. I hold a Go Master ranking," Zach replied. "He really is a dick," Krista muttered, though loud enough for everyone to hear. "Please continue, Mr. Gary," Mr. Smithers said, smiling at the look on Brad Jordan's face at being spoken to like that by Krista.

One of the 16 Paladins shouted, "Boy, I don't care who you are. Give me what you have, and I'll let you live!" Yang Xiao glanced at the speaker. This person was 1.9 meters tall, burly, bald, and had a shiny roof. He held a heavy sword in his hand and a Las Vegas ax at his waist. "Olandu, you are no match for me. Take your men and leave. I will let you go back to Europe alive!" After having his name called out, Aulendor narrowed his eyes, “You recognize me?” The middle-aged man next to Elder Crocodile was apparently familiar with Aulendor, “Baldy Ao, where are the sixteen of you standing? Your image is the most unique, so how could you not recognize you?”

The shock on my face must be visible because Joseph chuckles beside me. "It's more like a Gokaku-geiko. Well it also has elements of Waza and Kakari-geiko. They break and bend the laws on Kendo in this dojo," he says chuckling softly,"Don't underestimate Atlas Winters, Mr. Fairchild." "I never do, Just Joseph." We laugh and shortly ad Asano finally joins us. "Gentlemen." In unison, we stand and bow. "Sensei." "Sakamoto-Kun, I believe you're going to thoroughly enjoy what you're about to see."

Waltz found a blank contract and had Frank sign it, and transferred all the equity that he had just obtained from Jerry and Fabio… to Alex Rockefeller! In total, there was an amount of 12% of shares! *** At the same moment, in another room in Hell’s Angels… Alex used his Soul Banishing Touch and pressed a finger on the short old man’s forehead. Five seconds! The old man could only stand it for five seconds before his body started trembling uncontrollably. He howled and told his backstory, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk. I’m an elder from Gokudo Soshiki, Kenji Miyagi, and am Ono Yohei’s master.”

a tall baldheaded man yelled , his voice dominated everyone around him . " I have 10 pieces of gold coin " a dark skin guy whom I presume to be Gunji said throwing his sag of coins on the table and the baldheaded man nodded with a smile as he grab the coin sag . "i gat 20 pieces of coins " the second player whose name I don't know said " wow ! "the crowd sheered as he handed the coin over . " Gunji is known to be the best dice cup player and am sure Manfred will loose " Grace said beside me .