Gangster Gojo Novels & Stories

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.

Fabian narrated confidently making me shriek and feel smaller like the ants. "You!" Hiro uttered in disbelief. Known as a formidable yakuza figure both in Japan and abroad, Hiro's reputation for ruthlessness precedes him. Yet, despite this fearsome aura, Fabian remains undeterred. Instead of cowering in fear, Fabian meets Hiro's wrath with an intimidating presence of his own, turning the tables on the notorious gangster.

He is the mortal enemy of Ozgur. Stay humble and not showing my identity as Ozgur Doğan's younger sister. Ozgur was so worried, if I got into trouble with the Yakuza. Ozgur's worries were outrageous. Ozgur even forbade me to date Japanese men, twenty years old. That's because Pride is still young, Ozgur said that his enemy is twenty years old, and so handsome and charismatic, adept at playing swords, firearms, combat and very genius. It was Pride who took power from the TRIADs and now made Asia its territory.

The doors slid open with a racket as hundreds of gangsters with machetes poured out. They surrounded us and glared at the scarred man and his crew. "What's this? Did Mr. Amos hire another gang to do his bidding too?" the scarred man muttered. A man in his 30s stepped out of one of the vans and bellowed, "I'm Jackie Cruz of the Dragoons! Which one of you motherfuckers tried to lay hands on Mr. Grimwald?!" He kicked the scarred man, sending him sprawling to the ground.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

“Oh, but I have gotten some information on the ninjas. Have you heard of the ancient Japanese organization, Gokudo Soshiki? “This is their logo.” She took her phone out and showed him a picture. It was a picture of a ball of flames. Alex took a look and narrowed his eyes, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

A voice asked as I raised my head to see who it was. A tall, lean blond man with dark blue eyes and pointed nose sat on the stool before me. "Okay let me introduce myself. I'm Jeffery Willard, and you are?" Talking to this stranger won't cause me any harm right? "I'm Giordana Forbes, nice to meet you," I replied, matching his smile. "Beautiful name for a beautiful young lady." "Thank you." He started a conversation with me, asking me random questions and other things. I found out that he was also a doctor.

Something he wouldn't like. "Hey, bro." A hand patted his shoulder. Ghost looked up, taken aback by the Asian standing in front of him. "What's up?" Ghost shook his hand with his gloved ones. He knew the man. One of the prominent underground fighters for the Asian Mafia. It was a brief greeting and they headed their own way.

I snapped at him before jumping into my car to drive to the location of Tomar. I wasn’t in a mood of shedding blood today but when it involves the people I care for, I don’t hesitate. I reached at a small, shady bar where roadside goons like Tomar gather for fun and exchange money. I wasn’t without any security, nor my men. I had only my personal gun and my dagger. The goons who were drinking and playing cards or making out openly with prostitutes, looked at me, with surprise because it was impossible for a Capo to visit a place like that.

Instead, he continued to move forward with both his hands on his back. Without waiting for the leading feminine man to speak, Garry had already delivered a kick, and it landed directly on his chest, causing the feminine man to spurt blood. “B*stard! How dare you hit me?!” The feminine man clutched his chest and was constantly struggling. “Do you know who I am? I’m Jiro Akano from Shindan Way! “How dare you touch me? My brother, Taro Akano, won’t let you go!”