Novel & Cerita Nama Gangster

Whoever that bastard was, he had a lot of things coming for him and he would regret it sooner or later. ELENA'S P.O.V The night had been short and it's a clear indication that the day was going to be much longer. Carolina had already left for work and as such, I was left alone in the room. Gathering up my files, a particular document caught my eye. It was a profile on Ciro and from all indication, I haven't read this part since I took the case. Having a thorough glance at it, I was amazed to discover that Ciro once spare headed a gang named the skull, who are presumed to be the most deadliest gangsters in the world. I could only imagine how everyone in his gang would act.

the earlier whispering was replaced with their normal voices and I listened attentively, “Mr. Calmar doesn’t show off. He is probably hiding in an open spot, waiting for us to catch him and deal with him.” “Then, do you think it is Cockeye?” Eduardo made a tsk sound. “Cockeye is a pussy. I would be surprised if this is his doing.” What kind of name is Cockeye? That’s a weird gangster’s name. But then, from the movies I have watched, I think gangsters are meant to have funny nicknames like Pencilgun or Dickmachine. I wonder if Alessandro has a nickname. I am sure it will have the word ‘death’ or ‘evil’ in it. Who knows, maybe his nickname is Evil Lord.

If any of this was true, then Chen Dankworth's background and identity were far more complicated and dangerous than he'd imagined. Refusing to let it go, Dean decided to dig deeper. He continued his search, focusing on the phrase “ruthless criminal organization.” This time, the search results listed several notorious groups from the underworld: the Dragon Gang, the Cobra Gang, the Shark Gang, and the Golden Eagle Gang. He had heard of all these names before, but one in particular caught his attention: the Dragon Gang.

Alex chuckled, “His name is Dante Giordano.” I turned to him, my jaw dropping in disbelief. “Dante Giordano? As in… the leader of the Tiger Fangs gang?” The most notorious ruthless mafia syndicate in probably the world. Dante was known to be ruthless in his dealings which earned him the name ‘The Devil’. Alex simply nodded. A low whistle escaped my lips. “You sneaky bastard. Who would have thought the good boy you pretend to be would be friends with the devil himself?” “We met by chance,” Alex said, his gaze fixed on the road. “And Dante owes me a favour.”

I just needed to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. "Oh sorry. Where are my manners?" He apologized, "My name is Dante Gonzalez, the founder of the Serpent Mafia" he said pulling his sleeve up and showing his dragon with a crown tattoo. My eyes quickly widened as I recognized the tattoo. We had been warned about this gang lots of times in our police training. I never even thought they were real. "You looked surprised" he said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, I don't bite. Ain't that right, Miyuki?" he asked his cat.

(Bang Dae Jung) “Hey!..you corrupt son’s of fuckers!…get the hell out of this, place….this place is..…..”. (Goatee Gangster) “WHAT THE!!..…..”. (Bald Gangster)

My hands clench into fists. I let him off too easily that night. Gio nods, keeping his gaze on his screen. “No problem. We'll find him.” “E lo rovineremo.”(And we'll ruin him.) Lorenzo echoes, his jaw clenched. A smile tugs on my lips as I stare at my Brothers. The four brothers of Lupi Di Sicilia. Wolves Of Sicily. Our gang name runs high in Chicago and we’re known not to be messed with. But some gangs still like to test us out. Much to their doom.

Kelly raised a brow and pretended not to know “ Really?” “Yes Miss Kelly, he's also the big boss of the Entertainment industry, do you know that dragon tattoos on his body and his neck…. That's his logo, Dragon is the most powerful mafia gang while Phoenix is the second, please be careful, some people are above the law, he has a crazy lawyer and a tycoon has friends.” Kelly laughed in amusement, he already knew about Norman and Archie as his friends, just shocked that the dragon tattoos she found cute were actually a symbol of a gang. “ Thank you so much, Loveth, I'm not a detective there's nothing to be afraid of”

Although, I did so in stuttered speech that I suspected wouldn’t even be laudable to her hearing, she still managed to grasp what I told of. “Well, they must’ve been some low ranking members of a back-water gang.” “They are actually the most revered in the city. Their gang are into everything from arms, contraband, if you can think of it, they can provide it in bulk.” “What are we going to do? They’re surely going to some for us.” She panicked, but that much was to be expected. I tried to reassure her with the reveal of my gang’s name never appearing anywhere, meaning it was an aimless fight had bosses raising guns based who pointed the fastest finger.

“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.