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Word of the vampire ripper spread like wildfire throughout the pit and to the prison administration outside. Bohdan was awaken from a deep sleep by two prison guards who bravely traversed their way into the miners building to find him. Leaving Cara behind in protest, Bohdan was led out of the building and up the tower to the administration office on the outside. Groggy, but awake, Bohdan was brought into the warden’s office and presented like a prize catch from a fishing pond. The warden, a tough asshole with no compassion for anyone looked upon Bohdan and scratched his face. “Who the fuck are you?” the warden asked, his name was Gary Oden.

Another time they had stolen a couple goats from the Bennett's property, painted them red, and then tied them up in front of Bennett's Grocery for no reason other than they thought it would be a hoot. With all of the havoc they have caused, the brothers have never once received more than a slap on the wrist. This is due to their father, Jonathan "Cap" Beard Sr being the Sheriff in Rigley along with his brother Bobby Beard being his Deputy Sheriff. Every now and again you'll see Johnny and Sully picking up trash along the roadways due to community service being served out, but that is about the worst of the punishment that they ever receive and that's only to ease the minds of the town folks

the man said. Lying came as second nature to me, and keeping a straight face was life. I pulled out my fake ID. Declan Samuels was not my name, but if I had to bet all of Denver's bodyguards knew my real name. Declan Samuels was a good Samaritan from Texas, an average college-aged guy who had no idea some ex-con used his name as a way to get what he needed. The bodyguard looked over his dark glasses and gave me another onceover. My fingers inched to touch the back of my neck where my prison numbers were tattooed, even though I knew he couldn't see them.

Hassan was their leader, a shady-looking person; dressed in black clothes, he had pointed brows, devilish dark eyes, and a beak-like nose. Once everyone got out of the station, the jock found Li walking from his left and was surprised to see someone twice bigger than him. All this time, he was flirting with Andromeda; he never noticed the humongous monk in front of him. “Hey there, Chan.” “My name is not Chan,” Li replied in a polite tone. “I’m Li Bao.” Brock gazed at the Shaolin in awe. Interestingly, Li’s size and skills would make him a great football player. Katie noticed this and moved the monk away from him.

I suddenly understand that if he truly wanted to take me out, Damon is no match for him. The remnants of the tribe are slightly above a dozen, probably in their twenties, and shaken with fear. Then, with a bang, a very tall, muscular figure appears, and everyone in the tribe relaxes. I hear the mumbling of the name Little Monkey from the defeated elder, barely holding onto his breath beneath me. Who is this Little Monkey? I think to myself. Bond frowns a little. “No wonder you all had the courage to even touch her! So, you think this overpowered beast will save you? Think again!” Emperor Bond shouts. His voice is eccentric.

“This is Betsy. She’s from New Mexico. Known her for years.” “Hi,” Betsy said as she wrapped one arm around Jesse’s shoulders. “Betsy, the big bear with the mid-western accent is Goldman. He’s a deputy. The stud for the evening is Dalton. He’s a deputy, too. The ladies…” Jesse trailed off. “I’m Bambi,” she said and gave Nick a kiss on the nose. “I’m Candy,” she said as she slid her hand up Nick’s arm. “And I’m Mandy,” she said in a sexy voice as she gave Nick’s shoulders a good squeeze.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

Hearing what Natalie said, Darryl secretly furrowed his brows. Natalie was right. Those people were the bandits nearby. Around the Wild Deserted Secret Region, there were quite a few groups of bandits. The people in front of them were the strongest ones. At that moment, the burly man walking right in front was the leader, called Hank Shank. Looking at him from afar, he looked like an iron tower. T…These were the nearby bandits? At the same moment, seeing them coming closer, Loona shuddered. Her exquisite face was alarmed.

The whole booth was still frozen. The gang leader, a bear of a man named Van Gav, slowly moved forward, his braided beard dangling just below the table, his dark eyes on Maya. The other thugs, Rory who had a wolf tattoo on his arm, Scar who had a scar-like cheek mark, and the pike, who had one ear, they all sat silently, looking at Maya in shock. Van Gav finally puffed out his cigarette, breaking the silence in the booth.

I think out loud and the women all look at me like I’ve grown three heads and horns. “Usually the members give them their names. For example, Mav got his road name as Outlaw because he didn’t give a fuck for the law and was a nomad for a few years. Harry, my brother, got his name Wild Child because he is just that a Wild Child. Hound, well he got his because he was like a dog in heat.” Harmony says and I hum nodding my head. “How did Lucky get his?” I ask and Harmony smiles at me.