Novel & Cerita Government Gangsters Audiobook

After lunch, Frank and the others headed outside, where a Rolls-Royce was waiting. Jada took the wheel, telling Frank as she drove, "The people in our subsidiaries can be a little difficult, so don't get taken for a ride." "I won't," Frank replied—he was not even concerned about them. Alda spoke up just then, saying, "Don't get overconfident! I'm telling you, those gangs can be really disgusting. They don't consider how they should properly make money, only thinking about how to suck up to people and swindle them. Worse of all, most of them fall victim to them."

Janus asked again, “What's the background of this new gang?” Angus replied, “The new gang is called Burning Angel. They're mostly African-Americans and some Latinos from Brooklyn and downtown. It's said that Italians are backing them. Now that the Italians are gradually stepping back and avoiding direct conflict, they don't want to give up this profit, so they're supporting a group of ruthless African-Americans to form this gang…” Janus asked, “Did they beat you up? Is that how you got those injuries on your face?” Angus said with frustration, “Yes. They came to collect protection money, and when I couldn't pay, they beat me up. They gave me a deadline of until tonight. If I can't give them

“Obviously they’re a gang of sorts. I’m not an idiot. But what I’m asking is which of Sangrid’s many gangs have you brought into a house of healing?” Voice strained, Giovanni said finally, “Mariposa.” “Jesus.” Gianna felt like crumpling. She folded forward, bracing her forearms on the table, and demanded harshly, “Are you an idiot, Giovanni?” “You probably think so.” “I’m starting to know so.” Mariposa. More specifically, the Mariposa Mafia. The fucking mafia. “Mariposa,” Gianna said again, as if she could barely believe her brother’s stupidity. “They’re not that bad!” Giovanni said defensively, and Gianna wanted to reach across the table and slap the back of his head.

Itsuki and Austin went back to the moon castle base, while Marcus and Ethan headed to the underground place where most of the gangsters were hiding. It was already night and the chilly wind blew on their skin as they arrived at the secluded place. It was an abandoned area and there were no other cars passing by. The cold dark place gives an eerie vibe which gives chills down the spine. The street lights continued blinking as if it was broken. A group of gangsters suddenly showed up from the dark area and appeared in front of Marcus and Ethan. They were holding sticks and baseball bats. The gangsters even looked like they were under the influence of drugs, as their eyes were red, and the way

Gambino Family ranked among the richest family in the country. Noah smirked as he looked up their home address. They were public figures and they were everywhere. Noah couldn’t help but chuckle at Lola’s poor excuse of a disguise, the child was young enough to be his and if Alphonso wanted him to be quiet he was going to have to pay him. Noah wanted to get ‘Lola’ spooked so he thought he would talk to her first. When ‘Lola’ was walking out of the store with a little girl in her arms and into her car. Noah pushed her in with him behind her, closed the door, pulled out a gun and pointed to the driver, “drive!”

Vivian said, “We tried to talk to him properly yet he attacked us right away. There are more than twenty of them and they’re all gangsters from the nearby areas. They’re ferocious and cruel!” ‘Gangsters from the nearby areas?’ Adrian was very fond of gangsters who refused to hold down proper jobs and enjoyed bullying the weak because they thought they were powerful. He figured that these gangsters would understand that one would have to pay the price for hustling in this world if he did not teach them a lesson today. Without another word, Adrian strode into the factory. Vivian, Joanna, and the others quickly followed him. Inside the factory… “Smash it. F*ck, smash everything. I’d like to see

“If they’re willing to ride down an old lady and flip her off when she’s on a damn crosswalk, they’re definitely up to no good.” “They’re a gang. A gang that is extremely secretive and has left almost no trail behind them. They must be bad. A lot of people are probably in their pockets.” I don’t have to point that out because it’s pretty obvious. That’s why Granny chose them in the first place and spent a long time putting together her plan. “They’re about to get gobsmacked by karma.” Ransom cracks his knuckles again and heads back into the house.

“Crazy bastard tried actin’ all slick too. Had himself a rifle tucked right under the—” I ground my teeth. “Anton.” He sighed. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I get carried away sometimes.” A pause. “But you ain’t gonna like this. The men he described? They run with the La Fete gang. Nasty little outfit round this part of town. Got their hands in every dirty pie you can think of… and they sure as hell don’t come cheap.” Another pause. “Means somebody must’ve paid a mighty big fortune to have your woman taken—”

"You shouldn't have seen that. But then you have to, I want to tell you I didn't kill him without a offense. He's been going around hurting little children, killing and abusing his family. He's a bad guy" I swallowed and used the bed spreadsheet to cover my self still not able to look at him. "It wasn't me that changed your clothes, it wasn't me" He said, just as if he was reading my mind. "You've everyone for everything" I muttered. "It's.... It's one of the advantage of being a boss. A Gangstar boss and an CEO" he said plainly. My heart almost stopped beating for a while. He is a Gangstar? And the boss!? How the hell didn't I find out earlier?. That means, a Gangstar bought me, and a Gangs

Tommy cries. "Now, now, Tommy boy, we all know what would ever happen to my wife, if you got your hands on her, you and your gang members will have raped her and made her die a slow death. Do you think I will have any mercy on you? I have seen what street gangs do to beautiful women like my wife. It is too late for you to regret what you were going to do to my wife. Now be a big boy and take your punishment like you should. You see how I lack mercy. I have to admit, I feel a little sorry for you, because you did not believe that the Italian Mafia is like the Mafia of old. Oh, you gang members are so ignorant. You believe the fairy tales that we are white collar criminals, but they didn't tel