Gangster Naruto 소설 & 이야기

Later, he ordered his entire gang to disperse. “Turns out we’re all on the same side. We went through all those troubles for nothing.” Garfield felt at ease after learning that Mr. Mutoh was the underworld boss Tyr was supposed to contact in Japan. “F*ck it! I was on the verge of injuring your people. Tyr, it’s fortunate that you arrived on time. Otherwise, you would have to deal with Mutoh’s corpse.” Tyr gave Garfield a cold stare and kicked him without any hesitation.

Cody nodded. “So they did that to you?” Indra asks. “I thought that was obvious,” Cody turns to her. “No shit, Sherlock,” Indra grumbles under her breath. “Correct me if I’m wrong,” Ludo spoke up. “The only Masahiro Drug Cartel the world knows is Yakuza,” my eyes widened at that. “The Korean Mafia. I mean, they’re not the top dogs but they’re not exactly on the low either,” Indra bursts out laughing. “It gets worse,” she said in between laughter. “Fucking hell, it gets worse. Why the fuck was I born in this shit?” she said gripping her hair.

Iker ran a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated. "What makes you believe in his protection after his own men almost killed you?" Lizzy hugged herself, and her voice cracked. "The contract..." "Lizzy, do you really think Greed will keep his end of the deal? You must remember that he's a gangster, and not just any gangster, but the leader of the most powerful mafia in New York. Trusting him wholeheartedly, based solely on a contract that he could break at any moment, is complete madness." And she knew it. It was complete madness to trust someone so dangerous. But even if he broke his word, she wouldn't break hers to protect herself and her child.

Until they finally spotted a suspicious-looking man’s face from the dashboard camera of a truck, which had been parked nearby for a very long time. Based on an investigation, that man was a small-time gangster from a nearby street. “You have no real job, and yet you’ve received a huge sum of money a month ago, sent to you by an anonymous account. Start talking! Who sent you the money?” Damon kicked the gangster to the ground, driving his foot to the back of his head. The man wailed in agony. “I don’t know, I really don’t know!” The man tried his best to dispute having ever met Jeanette. Damon’s response was to pull out a cold, sharp knife.

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.

Mike immediately walked in and closed the door behind him. "Boss, You were right..." he replied extending a tabloid towards Nathan. The tabloid had some of the recorded videos. "Michael is back..." Nathan's eyes narrowed as he saw the footage on the screen. Michael Grayson, aka Gaga, was like a sworn enemy to Nathan, leading one of the mafia gang in Italy. He was both dangerous and ruthless. Though Nathan was also related to the mafia, he always had his hands clean. Unlike him, Michael's gang deals with all sorts of illegal activities. Killing, smuggling improper contents were his normal businesses.

Miu frowned. “Well, you know my job.” I sighed, deciding to go with this story. To make it my fault, we are being hunted. I don’t want anyone to know Yūri was a Hatake, let alone the Kitsune. “Yea, you’re a cop. What about it?” Miu sighed. “Well, I recently initiated a raid on the yakuza clan resulting in even the boss getting taken in.” I sighed.

My dad hugs me and I feel like breaking, but I can’t, I won’t. “What is happening?” Nate asks as he looks from me to Dante. Nate Moretti is now the don of the Moretti family, and Nico is the boss of the cartel. Angel is the Donna of the DeNucci family. They are all powerful people. It’s a shame they didn’t use that power to stop all this from happening in the first place. “It’s Rebel.” I say and he nods his head once and looks at Nico and nods his head to him and he pulls out his phone and makes a call walking out of the conference room.

He spoke with gritted teeth, a dark expression looming over his features. "H-he pushed me against the wall and uh- I-I banged my head against it really bad and he t-threatened me while grabbing my n-neck." I managed to explain as I made no attempt to hold the tears that are streaming down my face. I don't fully fathom why I am even crying right now but I am just letting it all out. Around Asher, it feels safe to let it all out. He stepped closer, making me flinch. The look on his face, the tone of his voice, everything screamed Asher Lancaster, the merciless mafia, who wouldn’t waste a breath before wiping off the existence of anyone who even dares to mess with him.

"You came to the right place once, I will help you. I will use all my resources to find the donor you need. But remember, this is not an easy task. Blood types like this are very rare, so you will have to pay dearly for this." "Thank you," she said. "I really appreciate this, but what are you looking for when someone close to me has it?" "Near you? Who is he?" "You. "Me?" "Yes, you have the blood I need, so what should you be looking for?" The gangster leader paused for a moment; he, who had initially regarded Gama with a friendly gaze, turned dismissive. "That's a lot of courage, young Mr. Featherston." His laughter broke out, filling the room, "then what can you give me? You know I already