Sa Gangster Novels & Stories

The skull gang is the second largest gang in the underworld and they deals with illegal firearms. Zhi Yin want to contact the number one and biggest gang, The Nanyu gang for the firearms that he's going to buy but no one knows the identity of the leader and Zhi Yin only want to have the leader know this transaction so he cannot talk to the other members of the Nanyu gang. So he doesn't have any choice but to settle in the skull gang. Heng Lou entered as Ying Wei close the door and stood guard outside the door together with Si Rou and the other Two guards of Heng Lou.

Good. I squeeze harder. "Now,” I say, leaning in, “you will tell me what I need to know about those attackers.” I squeeze. "And what they want with Sara?" "They're the wolf gang," he immediately spits out, barely breathing, "They're gangster. They steal, they loot, they kidnap, they collect taxes from us, Name it. They deal in everything illegal." "And what does it have to do with Sara," I ask, something wicked flashing in my eyes, "Why they don't kidnap me? Why her?"

"Who the hell are you guys? This is our patch. You need to leave now. Old men like you have no business here." The leader of the gang was Robert Sims. He was a street rat since he was small. He was an orphan as his parents had died when he was a baby. So he grew up on the streets and took it as his right to be the 'Billy Badass' in this area. He made his living off the people who had the bad fortune of running into him on the open streets.

“I thought it was weird too, which is why I launched a detailed investigation into Greyson. After several days of tailing him and looking into him, I managed to find some information on him. Greyson used to be a gangster who took part in scams, abductions, fights, and brawls. He only got back on the right track two years ago when he opened his shop in the Western District. Since then, he has spent the years as a model citizen without committing any crimes.

Is he challenging the Stygians, they probably don’t even know what and who STYS are. "Hey guys, if you have a problem, we'll be you outside later," Gabe said and hid me behind him. TSS this one is so boastful, Gabe doesn't even know anything about fighting. He's not a gangster. This is a school of gangsters, he's just here to find his sister. "Gabe go first. Leave." "I don't want to. " "I'll be right next to you. I'm not leaving you." "But." "You go away. Let me take care of these bastards."

I repeat the question, having to hold the tears back just thinking about my father, now wasn't the time to be a baby. "Well with what your dad did, it's shocking none of your family caught on" the guy smiles, I look at him confused pulling the gun away from Morgan once again "your dad was one of the biggest criminals this country has ever seen, he put all these wannabe gangsters to shame" he smiles, but I shake my head at him my dad wasn't like that. "Your lying!" I shout, feeling my eyes begin to water as I spoke, once again the guy just laughs at me.

He sneered again. "Did you just talk back at me?" Enzo's voice sounded so steely. He mumbled more like an affliction. "Yeah, so what? The worst thing you're going to do is kill me. What else?" Santiago taunted furthermore. "Yeah, I thought of keeping you alive longer and torturing but...I guess your time is up." he voiced out angrily. Enzo suddenly stood up from his seat. He grabbed the gun and, with force, Santiago's head three times. His skull opened up, and blood started rushing down like a waterfall, making me scream. I instantly turned away. This isn't very pleasant. This isn't very nice.

They’d grow up without a father… I could barely focus on what Owen was saying, but I caught the gist: I’d have to move somewhere new in the Philippines, change my name, start fresh. I wanted to ask why it sounded like I was on the run from the law, but he didn’t wait for me to speak—he told me everything I needed to know. He revealed the truth about the brothers I’d been working for. Levi’s full name was Lev Dimitri Romanov. And his boss, Sir Death? He was Psikh Vyacheslav Romanov—second-in-command of the Romanov Mafia Family here in Russia. In short: they were dangerous men. Everything made sense now, even though I’d never suspected a thing. For the first time, real fear washed over me as a

“Who’s Sammy Fong?” “We don’t know if that’s his real name. He’s a FOB, no legal ID. But what’s the diff? Everybody changes their name when they get here, anyway. On the books, he’s a dish dog at Mappow’s, but he’s not pulling enough shifts there to support himself. Just enough to make connections with bangers who drop in for tiger meals.” He’s referring to the free meals gangsters pick up at local restaurants when they aren’t delivering a mandarin tree in return for a heavy cash donation. “We’ve tailed him and confirmed that his real income is stitched together from a variety of Ghost Shadows activities. Not sure if he’s been initiated yet or if he’s still trying to prove himself. Anyway, h