Gangster Sonic Novels & Stories

All of them were outside now, and since Xeno was holding the knives, none of the gangsters dared to move forward. Both parties were simply waiting for the other to make the first move. “Ignore him! The b*stard who beat both of us up is over here! Beat him to death!” shouted the enraged mother. “Lay a finger on my brother and I’ll have your head!” shouted Xeno as he jabbed his knife in the air. The gangsters were equally unwilling to move any closer to him. As the tensions continued to rise, a clap was heard from behind the gangsters. All of them made way for a tough-looking guy. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and as soon as he waved his hand, the men immediately stepped back. He seemed

"Yuck! Of recently, he got his head ducked in some shit. Heard he has some rift with some gangsta..." There was an absolute silence that exists between me and Brown for the main time. Varieties of thoughts ran into my head at that moment. No matter who I tried to forget about that bastard! I couldn't bring myself in doing that because he's my only son and should be the next Capone in line. "Dig deeper into the gangsta shit! I want to know it all, their back supporter, godfather, source of living, street they stayed most and where they spend most of their time in, their addiction."

Marcus once again expressed his deep admiration for Henry. Furthermore, Marcus thought with a cold smile, Saxon better survive until the day the Mafia and the First Terrorist Organization go to war. Saxon was so desperate for assistance from Ghost Gang, yet little did he know that his beloved son was a member of the First Terrorist Organization. That would be interesting - a true battle among criminals. The Mafia would collapse overnight.

He turns to Sonny who was now boiling in anger, Sonny qui quickly holds his left hand Gary goes for his neck with his right hand, his hands transformed already, he growls in anger. "Trying to be smart, i am trying to keep you alive you bastard" he growls at him and Ghost sees this as the perfect chance he would ever get, he quickly moves around in a super fast speed and strike Gary's guards in just a single second heading to Gary leaving the body's burning, he was just some inches away when Gary decides to push Sonny from the rooftop and quickly starts shooting at Ghost who's entire body was lit in flames, he makes a run as Ghost dives down to save his friend but it was too late. He slowly d

With the order, the 300 excavators started moving simultaneously. 300 hundred engines began to roar in an instant. Buzz… The sound was deafening like an earthquake, and even the ground trembled slightly. Suddenly, a car quickly approached, and a middle-aged chubby man got out of the vehicle. He stood before the excavator and shouted, “How dare you?!!” The man was Peter Dawson, more commonly known as Dawson. He was one of the most prominent gangsters in the criminal world of Cansington.

But they were ours. “I was thinking,” I said softly. “Maybe we should start picking names.” Hunter didn’t answer right away. His eyes were on the road, but his thumb was still circling over my hand. “Yeah?” “Something strong. Something meaningful. But not too obvious. I don’t want our son named after some dead mobster.” “I was going to suggest Vito,” he said deadpan. “Hunter.” He smirked, then looked over at me. “You pick one. I’ll pick the other.”

He knew Billy was into Rose so there was no way he could let other gangsters take her away. “Punk, loud words you have there. You have no idea who I am.” The gangster glared at Gavin, trying to scare him off. Gavin narrowed his eyes and swung a slap at the gangster’s face. “I don’t care who the hell you are! Get out of my face!” Slap! The gangster was slapped. “You bastard! How dare you slap Brother Leath?!” The other gangsters clamored. Gavin rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscles and said proudly, “I don’t care if he’s Heath Ledger or Leath Hedger. Do you know who my master is? Leave or I will break your bones!”

So, he sneered and said, “That’s simple. If you want us to let you go, leave your guitar and money behind.” The Oskian girl bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before she shed some tears and said, “Okay… I will give you the guitar and money…” Another violent gangster immediately reached out his hands and grabbed all the money in the guitar case before putting all the money into his pocket. After that, he winked at the other young men and said, “Brothers, we already have our source of funds for the night now! We can go to a bar and have a good time there!”

(The snake tattoo represents a member of the Sicilian gangsters) "My guess was right, Giovani is in a bad environment." Calista muttered while looking at the sentence just now carefully. " What are you doing.?" Rebuked Becky who had just returned from the kitchen with a bowl of pasta she made. "You know the boys in my class that I often tell you about," " Yeah, i know, Giovani is that right." “Right, it seems he is the son of that Sicilian gangster chief.” Becky who heard that immediately choked and immediately made herself feel better, Calista's words just now sounded ridiculous to her ears and she couldn't believe that a gangster's son was placed in a public school like that.

But the sound that followed made my blood freeze. Gbam! It was the sound of a gunshot. It was loud and deafening. I pressed myself into the wall. My heart raced. My body trembled so hard I could barely hold myself up. What was going on? "Please! Give me more time!" Uncle Dante screamed. "I'll get the money. Just give me more time!” "Signor Rossi," a masculine voice said. It was cold and deadly. I felt cold shives run down my spine. "The De Vercelli family does not offer more time. You pay, or you give something of equal value."