Gangster Disciple Book Of Knowledge Mga Nobela at Kwento

His voice deepened. He afterward removed his hand from the book and stretched it out to the high ranking members who were in front of us in a circle-like form. Four men who I later found out to be Capos fell out from the circle and waltzed in a line. The first in line picked up the knife beside the large book. “Loyalty! Honor! Omertà!” He said and slit Antonio’s palm.

He felt safe and secure when he was reading, studying, and holed up in a small place where he could study and think. He is used to this, not a tracking-down-criminal kind of guy. He sat in the dark, listening to his. Ka- shhh, ka- shhh, ka-. Every moment or two he considered standing up and walking out of the room. Everyone wants from him to leave it to the pro from unit 9. But there was something about the crime that offended him. Why will they be after books that are kept out of the world for hundreds of years ago, even thousand? It seemed that it is not even the outsiders that are after it, but people who knew how and when to come for these books. The officers will definitely be working i

Layla had already gotten used to his disappearances for days, ever since he was a boy. When Bore showed up at his gate almost a decade ago, his grandmother was suspicious. A dark-tinted imported car stopping at their gate caught her attention. When Paco and Bore got out in their fancy clothes, their bodyguards in tow, she thought it might be someone from child protective services or even the government. At that time, Layla was afraid of losing custody of her grandson for any reason, and with him acting the way he did, getting involved in gang fights, she was almost certain that the police or child protective services would come knocking on her door sooner or later. Layla was sweating when sh

She wandered in and lit a lamp, which illuminated almost the entire space. "Huh? He's been a part of the mafia all his life and leads a ruthless gang. What could I possibly learn about him through old books? And to top it all off, why would I want to understand him? He kidnapped me, Isabella." "To understand Darick, you need to understand how his mind thinks. Here." She handed me a book with torn and withered pages. I opened the book cover and couldn't tell if the writing style inside was medieval or gothic. I didn't even know if the two were the same.

Pain, guilt, regret, shock, hatred, fear and anger are emotions much stronger than love, happiness, relief, gratitude and respect—that was the only lesson I had ever learned from my papa, Danilo Romano, the Underboss of Minneapolis. The first time I had experienced one of those overwhelming emotions was when Papa had announced the news about the Capo of Cosa Nostra Adonis Vitale having a secret wife and a daughter.

For a while, he just stared at me but then shook his head anyway saka mas lalo pang nilakihan ang hakbang nito as he headed to the business section, causing me to half run and half walk just to keep up with him. Goddammit! "Ms. Javier?" "W-What?" I answered with heavy breaths dahil sa kahahabol rito. "Take this." Then he suddenly throw a book that weighs like a bag of rocks to me na taranta ko namang sinalo. "What's this?" Naguguluhang tanong ko rito when he suddenly gave me that gray book. 'Ways to kill competitors' Agad na umarko ang kilay ko when I read those words boldly printed on its cover.

They all turned to look at the disciple. The disciple was obviously nervous. He swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a long time, and said, "In fact, it's normal at the beginning, but when the chief arrived at the city wall, he suddenly stopped." "Originally, those zombies were attacking him, but for some unknown reason, those zombies were again restless about him. Later..." Speaking of this, he did not dare to say anything more. He looked at the Knowledgeable Man in Jianghu in horror!

“I will give you back all money. I will- one day, I swear. And I will help you become important to the gang. “ Killian said. “This is what you want, right- to be important for the gang?” “Yeah?” “You helped me so I owe you. “ I was watching him and when I realized he wasn’t just messing around I said. “You are out of your mind, kid. “ “You don’t think I can return the favour?” “I think you dream too much. Now be nice and don’t do anything stupid, okay?” “Okay. “ He nodded silently and we stood still before the door. ***

“You are playing a dangerous game. Be smart and don’t tell anyone more than they need to know.” I gritted my teeth from frustration because I knew she was right. So, I just embraced Duke until he said he had to go back to the cooking. I could see his mood had changed though. While he went back to cooking, I started to explore more. I decided I would clean up the table for him so we could eat there. I picked up the papers that were laying there but couldn’t help reading little bits. My interest got piqued when I saw mentioning of the Gomez gang. The Latin American pack that I just did a spy mission on with Tomasso. I quickly looked if Duke was not around before I read the rest. I gasped when

Chenguang said looked at him. "Then what?" He asked. "Actually, master never wanted to teach me the skills from that book. But I helped Zhang Wei and killed my master. He never allowed me to see it. So I think, I shouldn't see it." She said made her head down and with a sad smile on her lips.