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Just like that He revived. The Exorcist facial expression changed and despair was in their eyes. Diablo started laughing like a maniac and went in the direction of the woman who was holding on to the barrier. The other paladins were pinned down by the other demons who got their strength back now that their king has revived. Diablo slowly walked up to her and stood in front of her. She tried to put up a strong face knowing that she will die nevertheless. Diablo lifted his hand for a swing to slash her throat like he did so to the head Paladin and swoop down on her. She closed her eyes and awaited her death but nothing happened.

“You have to take care of those cops right away Luca because they can't know about cartels. All these attacks I think are related to the El Diablo cartel. The rhyme riddles left by Jacob seem to point to the cartel, because last night we saw a marker attached to the wrist of the boy carrying the bomb to kill Calistha and me. Fear no more is the cartel's slogan to recruit loyal cartel workers' families. If you want to stop all these attacks, we have to start from El Diablo.” “El Diablo? That bastard had been eyeing Jacob's cartel for a long time. In the past he had made an offer of cooperation, but Jacob immediately rejected it because he knew that El Diablo was very cunning. And now that Jac

If those two are mates, and Sadique confirmed that they are, I have no idea how Vivienne is able to resist the bond. Once again, I’m in the van with Jude and Beta Squad. This time we also have Delta Squad, including Lace, Hellfire, and Steel. It’s a bit crowded, but I feel safer going back into the dead zone, knowing we’ve brought every elite fighter we can with us. While Jude and Hijack hook the teams up with body cams, I make sure we have eyes and ears on all of them. Then I connect the two teams so everyone can hear everything. “Nice job, Sphinx,” Hijack says when he gets back to his console.

Imogen snapped me off my thoughts. She gestured at me to come over. I quickly ran towards her as the Don aimed his gun at the remaining three guys. "Don Morelli," one of the guys trembled. "What?" Imogen whispered, making me look at her. She is looking at me. I nodded. "Holy fuck," she whispered. Now she gets it. "We are sorry, sir. Diablo, he made us come after them." One of the guys said, making me look at them. He is pointing at the dead freak.

“Anybody who comes in a helicopter with guns must answer to El Diablo Sinclair. He pays us well to bring him guests.” “El Diablo Sinclair,” Nick said. His face paled and his expression turned murderous. “Sí. Por favor, you mentioned General Menendez? He is a very good amigo of El Diablo, and I’ve heard the General visits him today.” “And you just happen to know this?” Nick scoffed.

The female employees have lacy black bras beneath the shirts and skintight leather skirts. A woman is lying face down on top of the bar and whenever a Dom sitting nearby places an order, they deliver a hard slap to her naked behind. Her shoulders are shaking and a small sob escapes her with each blow. Bad sub. The scenes may be similar to what happens at the Mediterranean Club but there's no comparison when it comes to the wealth and class of Club El Diablo. I'm startled when a warm hand lands on my arm. Turning, I barely manage to breathe. Damian's chest is bare and smooth. His six-pack melts into leather pants that look painted on. They disappear into black leather boots that stop just bel

Who was Diablo? He was a Sovereign Ranker, the number one in Boundless Galaxy. Even Madam Nubia, the Grandmaster of the Divine Snow Mountain, was not his enemy. And now he was defeated just like this? He was completely defeated and he did not even have the slightest strength to resist. Everyone's eyes fell on David. Who was this person? He was actually strong enough to kill Diablo instantly. Moreover, Diablo was also holding the Divine Ax. How incredible.

I had confusion written all over my face as I waited for an answer. “Diablo is the person who shot at us, he is a mafia boss. His mafia is the strongest in the country and they have more power than we do. He's the worst kind of person on earth and when scum meets with power, that's a very terrible combination. The last thing you'd want to do is to get on his bad side, cause when you do he would make you regret it. And Saint has been on neutral grounds with him for years, I wonder what changed.” He says and with each word he said my face whitened. "That's Daniel.” I say, my voice barely a whisper as I stared in shock.

Not for myself. “You’re asking me to accept something I don’t understand, something that feels alien to me,” I said, turning my gaze away from Ramiras. “I don’t know who I am anymore.” “But you must understand that you were chosen for a reason,” Ramiras urged. “You’re descended from a long line of powerful guardians, and even if you don’t believe it, you are meant to help save the world.” I shook my head. “I am El Diablo de Spania (The devil of spain). The evil Mafia Don. The man who kills and whose past is tainted with the blood of my enemies. How can I be this saviour?”

“Show yourself!” A shadow moves behind him. A hand bursts from the ivy and grabs the gun. The weapon twists and the butt smashes into Sergei’s nose. Blood gushes as he stumbles back, howling. Then I see him. Diablo steps out of the darkness like a ghost from a nightmare, his black suit blending into the night. His face is calm, too calm, but his eyes are blazing. He points the gun at Sergei, his voice cold. “Too easy.”