Gangster Dbz Mga Nobela at Kwento

Adan Leandro P.O.V. "I'm telling, you should have seen her for once then you would have believed me, I'm not lying or exaggerating her. She is more beautiful than Aphrodite." Damien Sokolov, head of Bratva, my best friend spoke with dreamy eyes. He just came back from a charity function and currently highlighting more about Albert Gomez's wife rather than whatever went in that business deal. Albert Gomez is the king of diamond merchandise and also has political influence in the country. A big shot man but has link with corrupt man like us. We are the hot collared criminals.

Then he turned around and saw a dead Black Dragon gang member laying in a pool of blood with a bullet in his chest. Guss turned his head and gazed at his young master with a faint smile on his face. “Thank you, boss!" Guss shouted as he fired his target. “I got your back,” Gabriel replied. Fifteen minutes later, the ground was painted red with the blood of the black dragon gang members and a few of the White Tiger gang members. Gabriel let out a sigh as he brought his gun down. In that instant, Guss threw a knife towards him, and Gabriel dodge. Then he looked behind him and saw that the knife got stuck in the stomach of a dragon gang member that was in hiding.

She immediately wrapped her arms around Maxime's and hugged him tightly. "Damn it, let go of your hands." Angie didn't care. She knew that what she was doing was dangerous. The man standing next to her was no ordinary man. He was a mysterious gangster who apparently could kill her whenever he wanted. Angie didn't know where her fear was going. "Why are you so reluctant to touch me? You must want my body, too." Angie's words were so direct. The hostess who served them was surprised how easily Angie could say such a sentence.

"What are you all doing with the metal rods in your hands?" Damian asked, looking at the gangster with the corners of his lips curled up in a half-smile. The gangster was the very same person who had been with Bobby at the barbecue restaurant last night, Rocky Jackman. And he had witnessed firsthand how fierce and ruthless Damian could be when fighting back.

Unlike me however, she seemed to be too stunned to move an inch. "You won't get away with this, I promise!" My words seemed to have no effect on Donatello, as he leaned closer to Martinez, looking at him like he would a work of art. It made me sick to my stomach. "The infamous Martinez Garcia, powerful second in command of the Black Dragon gang." His whispered to Martinez's ear, taunting him. "Powerful, yet stupid enough to attack me without the full might of the Black Dragon." Donatello made a clicking sound with his tongue.

Mafia from China has arrived in Dubai. "Damn!" Abellard still hadn't lowered his voice. "Relax a little, Dude." "What the hell! That's Byakko, Man! The most powerful mafia group in Asia! Why are you causing trouble, if they find out you are a Mafia Boss from the Middle-East, you will die!" Hearing that, Ozgur just smiled. "Ozgur, say something, they don't know about you yet, right?" asked Abellard. Ozgur huffed in annoyance. "I know Liu Xingsheng, of course they already know about me."

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.

Being gangsters, these people should have expected to be killed, but at whose hands. And these gangsters are not good birds. Real gangsters aren't as elegant as Marlon Brando's Godfather movies. The real American mob is a bunch of murderous, cannibalistic, bone-spitting bastards. Finally, the old black did not escape Li Jie's chase, Li Jie caught up with him from his position in the heart of the direct blast out of a punch. A blow with internal force to the common man is completely irresistible. Old black

Jordan pushed her aside and walked closer to Austin, looking at his face as he arrogantly sized him up. "And you know what I did brother? … I banged your wife so many times and damn! It felt good. Mh!! The only pathetic thing she did was moan your name when she spread her stinky legs for me!" Jordan spat, not realising that the brown eyes were now turning red from anger. The hand around the gun turned white. Right there and then he kicked Jordan ferociously…such that he broke the door and landed on the passageway. The gangster in him was unleashed… The maid gathered around when they heard something break. The sight before them was bloody and even bloodier when they saw Jordan fly above the s

That I can trust him. ------------------------------ Darryl's POV The things that's been happening is getting a little bit out of hand. After Street Thug leader named Gonzalo as their financier, the police reopened some cases that were linked to his name. We were trying to handle everything as quiet as possible but the media is already all over us. Whoever paid that gang to pin Gonzalo for the attack must really want to bring him down.