Ginjo The Riot Mga Nobela at Kwento

“kil them!” all 25 people of their group rush to the team! as one of them was planning to stab Jestino! however, before he arrives, Jestino suddenly is gone! *tag!* and the last thing he knew was, he was just staring at the wall before his consciousness leave his body using the hilt of their weapons, they successfully immobilize the group! and the only one remains was the ring leader John Carl glares to the man “E!!! this is just a misunderstanding!”- ?

In the next moment everyone moved from their place, which gave us the signal to start the game, my instinct pushed me quickly towards one of the young men on the side, who was the slowest of them, and I shot him in the neck with my bare hands. Jongin on the other hand threw two of them to death without moving a single hair of his shiny gunmetal. Ignoring someone to check him, he pushed me suddenly, losing my focus and defense, and my body bounced back violently until I hit my head in the branch of a dry tree. Damion. Jongin yells anxiously over his perfect features but quickly returns his attention to the rest around him. I can take care of myself already, that bald young man lashed out at m

Rhino was extremely annoyed by their actions. "I want to beat them first." Rhino gritted his teeth. Rhino said angrily, "Now if you are done with your nonsense, then untie him properly." Harold untied Johnny. Rhino said to Johnny, "Now show us your power." Johnny was trembling with fear. After talking so much for so long, now everything had been blown away because he recognized Rhino. And he has a good idea about Rhino's power. Johnny knew even if Rhino kills him and makes him disappear from here, no one will know about it.

JIGO The moment my phone rang, I knew it was trouble again. I didn’t even need to look at the screen to know it was from another one of the clubs. And it was, after I heard the voice. It’s the manager of Incubus I now, Ryota. He would usually report and take care of problems himself. But in the last three weeks, he’s been reporting disturbing happenings in the club, too. I took the call. Someone tried to start a fire in the warehouse at the back but it was found out in time. The CCTV caught a recording of a man in a mask but he wasn’t identifiable. He got in through the delivery entrance posing as one of the delivery boys in a busy hour and hid, waiting for an opportunity to do what he was t

“Oh crap! What are we going to do now?” Lydia asked Joe as they stood back to back with the three Ginxes around them. “We’re going to have to fight. We don’t have any other choice,” Joe replied. Without uttering another word, the Ginxes attacked simultaneously and as they launched themselves at Joe and Lydia, the kids grabbed onto each other’s hand and closed their eyes while screaming in anticipation of the clash. The Ginxes all brought down their swords against them but what seemed like a field of energy formed around them and grew big quickly and it blasted the Ginxes away from the kids.

Or at least, not enough that this conversation should even affect me at all. "Rowen seemed to like one of the cleat chasers. A lot," he finally says. "Isn't that right, Rookie?" I look around and all eyes are on me. Quickly, I shrug. "Not sure what you're talking about." I take a swig of my beer, willing the redness not to creep up my neck and give my embarrassment away. This isn't a conversation I want to have. But Shivel won't let it go. "You were in that room with Tiffany for an awful long time. Did she show you that thing she does with her tongue? It's Santos's favorite. Ow!" he yells as Santos punches him in the shoulder.

My voice dropped so dangerously low I saw him flinch. But then, Hernandez's laughter echoed through the club, drawing the attention of those nearby. "You're a fool if you think you can take on my men and walk away unscathed." With rage, I released the woman and lunged towards Hernandez, my fist connecting with his jaw. Jiro swiftly took down two of Hernandez's henchmen, his movements lethal. Chaos erupted in the club as people scrambled to get out of the way. The sound of gunshots filled the air, mingling with the throbbing music.

This silly fight would have been over before it even began. "The gates are drawn. We're about to go in," Jorginho said. He drove straight into the compound, and the gates closed behind them. "Fuck me, I did it," He muttered in disbelief as the car abruptly stopped. "I fucking did it!" He laughed, hitting the steering.

((( DEO POV’S ))) Jasmin seemed like a criminal by how much reward money Rhio has put on her head. He’s putting her in danger. And Rhio’s just a few provocation away from being a true criminal. He’s easily enraged by silly things and I feared he could harm anybody that pissed him off. “Check on the general ratings of our rival companies. Whichever is second or those catching up behind us…make them hit the bottom,” Rhio said.

Club was already flanking the side, moving like a ghost. But Gio didn't care about the mission anymore. He was shaking—not with fear, but with a rage so intense I could feel the heat radiating off his skin. He reached around the side of the dumpster, his hand steady as a rock, and fired three rapid shots. A heavy thud followed from the catwalk. The threat was neutralized. The silence that returned was worse than the gunfire. Gio slowly pulled back, his hands gripping my shoulders so hard I knew there would be bruises. His face was a mask of lethal fury, his dark eyes blown wide, his chest heaving with jagged breaths.