Novel & Cerita Boondocks Riley Gangster

“Miles is an idiot.” Following the war with the shadow pack, the six-pack alliance’s army, aptly named the ‘security squad’, started sending teams off on missions to track down and eliminate splinter groups that formed from remaining shadow pack loyalists. Miles and I both applied to be included in the next mission, but he narrowly missed making the cut and he’s been salty as fuck ever since. He’s officially next in line for the mission if someone drops out, hence his ask in the bet we made.

I’ve decided to let them bask in ecstasy and live in the euphoria of their delusion until it was time to strike. "Hey, boo, I’m leaving now,” Riley said, and I looked up to see her all dressed. "Okay, stay safe and call me when you arrive at your destination,” I said, and she blew me a kiss before stepping out of the room. “Grrrrghhhhh Grrrggghhhhh.” My phone started ringing, and I picked it up. “Hello Boss, we’ve cut the two traitors that gave out information to the rival gang and in turn jeopardized the last shipment,” Adrian said.

This rundown neighborhood. "What's your name?" Red asked suddenly as he picked up the ball. "Jamel," the boy replied. Red sighed before crouching to the child's level. "Be careful when playing football. Try not to hit people with the ball, okay?" "Okay," Jamel nodded obediently. Just then, more than five armed men dressed entirely in black hurried past. Red instantly pulled Jamel closer. Thank God he had been crouching. Otherwise, his striking red eyes might have caught someone's attention.

Sighing, he started examining her, he realized the bullet wound was a graze and that once she got stitched up she would be fine. "She'll live" he mumbled to her "we really need to leave. Vermont might be close. "He's not here" Maya quickly replied, silencing his fear. "You don't know that, Maya let's go!" "I do! The whole thing is gang related" she informed. "How would you possibly know that?" It was Riley's turn to ask.

"I know exactly who you need to talk to. After the bank robberies and the disappearance of Raymond Tucker, the FBI sat up a field office here. I just so happen to know the special agent in charge. Don't ask how I became chummy with him, but I can get you where you need to be. Give me until tomorrow morning and let me take a few pictures of the information you have." If there was one thing Rooster knew, it was that Meredith was capable of almost anything; he'd seen it numerous times. She would be an invaluable friend to have, and he was glad she was on their side. It didn't escape him that he was already thinking of himself as a member of the Heaven Hill MC; even if that wasn't an idea he had

"Who the hell are you guys? This is our patch. You need to leave now. Old men like you have no business here." The leader of the gang was Robert Sims. He was a street rat since he was small. He was an orphan as his parents had died when he was a baby. So he grew up on the streets and took it as his right to be the 'Billy Badass' in this area. He made his living off the people who had the bad fortune of running into him on the open streets.

Growing tired of hitting him I stood there with the stick that was dripping of his blood watching him bleed as well. "You better pray she wakes up, or that will be the two most important things you took away from me," I said and he chuckled with coughs in between. "Or what? You will kill me?" "I wouldn't stoop as low as you Romeo," I looked at Frankie and motioned to Wood with the baseball bat I was holding. "Take him to the Thorn's gang and tell them it's a present from the don," dropping the bat I walked away as I heard Wood's cries and pleads asking not to be taken to them.

They instantly looked at her. “What is it?” Solomon exchanged a look with Ralph. “Who is the gang’s tracker?” They hesitated as Vale shifted from foot to foot. “Will we get in trouble?” Ralph’s rubbed his neck looking worried and unsure. “No, no, of course not! I promise.” she tried reassuring them. “Well, I think it was a guy called Jay, and his partner is Kenzie,” Ralph said. “Do you have their number? I’d like to meet them,” she asked.

Stephen will attend to things here before he return. He sat down on his desk pouring him some wine, he drowned it once, taking deep breath. With a sullen look, he bowed his head lost in his thoughts. " Boss, where do you want to go?", Stephen asked. "I need to attend to things going on in Australia, the boys there are having issues with the gang rivals, they informed the cops about my coke and it was seized by them", he explained. "You need to treat your shoulder", Stephen said.

I smirked when I saw the man's body drop dead with a hole I had created in his left eye. One down! Cool! The bitches screamed and quickly ran to get outside. What the fuck?! Getting them like scaredy cats as easy as that? I chuckled with amusement. This shoot-out activity was supposed to last only for a while, but they wanted to avoid watching. How boring! Congressman Rodillo made some movements, and I quickly pointed the gun at his neck. He tried to wriggle, squirm and wanted to lift his head. Hah! What an asshole!