Gangster Terkuat Di Dunia Novels & Stories

Same slow bleed of money and dignity into my accounts. Despite the odds which was clearly not in their favour, they always came back. They assembled here because the alternative was a bullet or worse. They knew it. Then it was time for the showdown. Antonio showed first. Disappointment carved deep in his face and movement. Conor showed next, then Smith. Then the rest of them in miserable order. I laid mine down last. Full house. Effortless. No gasps. No curses. Just the quiet acceptance of men who’d seen this ending too many times.

Liam. He’s sitting at a table near the window, legs stretched out, one arm draped over the back of his chair like he owns the place. Maybe he does. People know who he is. People fear him. And yet, he looks so... calm. Casual. Like he’s just another guy grabbing a morning coffee. Except he isn’t. He’s one of the most dangerous drug lords in the city. And I’m about to walk up to him and ask for help.

His mind raced, sifting through the intelligence he had gathered on the Sharks, hoping to find some sort of advantage, some key to this nightmare. Luckily, his memory served him well. The details about Shawn were clear in his mind. This man was nothing like Damon or Chen. While Damon was a master of strategic maneuvering, and Chen a sharp tactician in defense and offense, Shawn was something else entirely. He was a true gangster, a product of the streets. The years of living on the edge, always ready to fight for survival, had molded him into someone who thrived in the lawless world of violence and chaos. He understood, perhaps better than anyone, the brutal law of the jungle: only the stron

, he answered boastfully. I scoffed, " Or maybe he knew you would find out, he was only trying to get your attention. I can never tell with you two". I opened the laptop passing it to him as he settled on my bed. He scanned the documents, squinting at the picture of Terry Gonzalez. "He's like the master kingpin or something, very ruthless according to my research", I informed him. He nodded holding my gaze, " He's more than just ruthless, he is a masochist. He literally has no value of human life".

Now during the quarterfinals though, the only one of us that was still fighting was Dominic. "Nick, who's the guy?" Blake asked, nudging me from beside me whilst mentioning towards someone in the distance. I turned to see a guy coming to congratulate Dominic for winning her 10th match. I had seen him back in London and once I recognised him I answered Blake's question. "Destroyer. That's his street fighter name. He's England's strongest fighter, fourth in the world. He was training with M.D while she was there but lost to her countless times, why?" I asked amused slightly.

The Driver of the trailer that earlier dragged him out rested on the door frame of the Jeep with an already lit Cigar pressed in between his lips. "Well! Well! Never knew this would be an easy job, considering the fact of how hyped you are all over the country. You know, being a Well known and feared Crime lord, drug lord and the leader of one of the most feared gang in the country, I thought eliminating you will be an headache but seems i was wrong. You are just an overhyped old man who is too greedy to leave the seat of power for people better than you to take over". The Driver of the trailer elucidated, puffing out the smoke contained in his mouth, with the Cigar now in between the secon

This person's brow bone is very high, making his eye sockets sunken, so no matter what expression on his face is, it becomes indescribably wicked even though he looks extremely handsome. Jason quickly whispered to Claude, "CDEA big boss Rondy Yang." Rondy Yang, the boss of one of the biggest entertainment companies in the city as well as the largest entertainment industry in Asia, has a relationship with gangsters. A character who can change white to black, shout rain, and call wind, is called "The Evil Man of the Entertainment World."

“Tristan is known as one of the strategists that was trained by the fearless Jion. He always has contingency plans.” Jion is the most powerful leader in the gang world. The human version of Lucifer if you ask me. He’s also the wealthiest drug lord in Asia and in America in no time. If I already get Irvin he can have what he wants. My position, my people, my connections. As an exchange of letting me step on his mainland. “That means we are in danger if he finds out about this.” The fear was on his voice. Can’t blame him though. Killing his pets is like pushing the trigger for a war against him.

I shake my head and asked, "He's dangerous?." "You can say that. I'll give you a hint of how things work here. The three powerful families of the Italian mafia are Romano, Luciano, and Gambino. The least is the Gambino family, they manage the business in the east, the Luciano manages the northern regions and the Romano manages the southwest. You can say the Romano manages the biggest part of the mafia, they are recognized and powerful. They head the mafia, that is why everyone fears Zavi, he's more powerful than you think." Her eyes reached the pinky ring on my finger, "I see he gave you recognition." I ran my hand on the ring.

It was this helplessness that made him sound so defeated, as if just uttering their name drained the fight out of him. “Crimson Viper's huh?” Liam’s expression was that of recognition as he uttered the name. He’d heard of the ‘crimson viper's’ Mafia before. Well who hadn’t heard of them before? They were infamous in the underworld , known for their ruthless operations and extensive reach. This wasn’t just any gang; this was a well-organized criminal empire. And it was rumored that the head of the Mafia had ties to the business world, owning some of the biggest corporation's.