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Lucas the Demon, Biggy the Godly Boxer, White Doll the Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Polar Ice, Rayne the Petrification, and Sven the Ghastly Sword. Lucas' found their names quite interesting. It looked like both Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion had risen to fame in the Wilderness. Everyone had heard of the name Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Nevertheless, only a handful had witnessed them with their naked eyes.

It’s a fragment of a memory from a late-night dive into the encrypted forums where the monsters of the underworld compare notes. Kirill Nikolaev. The name wasn’t in Senator Scott’s files, which means I won’t be a conflict of interest. A user on a Tor-hidden forum, using the handle Viper_77, had bragged about an assassin with a team who could vanish problems that even the cartels couldn't scrub. Someone who didn't just remove the stain, but turned the whole cloth to ash. They called him a scalpel in a world of hammers. They also said he’s absolutely deadly.

This is a wolf fight and I have no business getting between them, the rest stop has cleared for a reason and if I weren't drunk, I would have picked up on it earlier. “Yes, a strong name with a strong title, like Luna or Enforcer. Titles need to be strong so we know not to fuck with them; the strongest title of all, though, has to be "Heir". The rogue lifts the shotglass up to his nose and winks before putting it down; his eyes flash yellow as he focuses on Ghost, neither has made a move to attack the other but I can feel it coming.

"Like these guys." I turn to my boyfriends for a split second, then back to Tristian. "What are their nicknames?" I ask, very curious now. Now I want to know. I didn't need to, but I wanted to. "Haze, Gunner, Blitz, and Asphalt," Tris says right before getting in the car and closing the door behind himself. "We could've told you that ourselves," Sebastian says, causing me to roll my eyes and let a little laugh slip out.

He smiled and said calmly, “We’re on the same boat now. You don’t need to be so nervous. Let’s chat.” “We’ve got nothing to say to you,” A twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old man replied. There was paint smudged on his face, so his exact appearance was not visible. When James was making the human mask, he had already called May and asked for some information about the top-ranked assassins. He glanced at the man who replied, and through the way he was dressed, James recognized him. His real name was unknown, and his codename was Midnight Wind. He was an SSS-ranked assassin, number five on the assassin leaderboard, and was incredibly strong.

Black American,7ft 1inch tall,bald headed with tattoos all over his two arms,his neck and his left cheek. Studs on his two earlobes and a nose ring. He looked like a criminal who just got out of jail and he looked frightening each time he frowns. They say,he was once a ring fighter.Ice cold. Real name,Shawn Gomez. To be honest with you,I like this guy. As his name depicts,he was very calm and quiet. You could underestimate this guy but girl! You would be shocked out of your skin. Not too tall but taller than storm. He is good with the machine guns and long range guns. A former assassin and now,he works for Jake.

His usual energy is sunny and annoying but instead this one is dark and unpredictable. Who is the real Keith Anderson? The sunny guy or this cynical one? What are his intentions? Oh my God he knows my sister's damn it! "You must have many questions about me right? I'll answer them one at a time, go ahead and ask." He said with dominance. "Who are you?" "I'm Keith, you know that. But what you don't know is that I'm Keith Anderson Malloy." He answered. Malloy? Why does that sound oddly familiar?

Aurelie said kindly. Reiyu grinned at her awkwardly. "It was nothing! Forget I said something aside from the words hello or hi." "By the way, I'm Alessia. They call me Allie for short, I am the current assistant of CASANOVA and the temporary assistant of the group THROBMAKERS." Aurelie suddenly got excited after hearing the group name CASANOVA. That's the group where her ultimate crush, Ryota Morii belongs to. "It's nice to meet you, Allie..." They shared a handshake.

Instead of up to four henchmen in the car, there was only one man, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, and he had a dragon tattoo on his left palm. “Where are your friends?” Caine asked, looking at the man's tattoo. He was sure he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where. Turning to look at Caine, the man smiled widely, showing his gold teeth as he replied. “Dead.” Caine and Isaac’s jaws dropped when they saw the man’s face. The man seated in the driver's seat was Austin Phillips. Austin Phillips was an assassin. Not only that, but he was one of the best assassins in Angeles City. Caine and Isaac recognized him because their dad hired him multiple times to eliminate his co

“We will try you as the leader of the organization which will not go do well for you, except you work with us to bring down the actual leader.” Bryan added. “Okay. Let’s say I tell you what I know about the gang and it’s boss, will you let me go?” Marco asked. “Of course. All you have to do is testify against the real boss.” Bryan added. “Alright. I’ll think about it.” Marco replied, before the agents walked out of the room. Immediately the duo got out, they found Mr Ben waiting for them outside. “I need you both to head downtown, to the Russian casino. There was a shooting some minutes ago. The police are already there, but they found some bricks of cocaine in one of the back rooms in the