Saints Row 2 Johnny Gat Novels & Stories

Angel steps down as a man comes out of the house and heads straight for us. "Hey, Jer. This is Saint, the new HS," Angel says to the guy. He’s a mid-thirties man who doesn’t look too friendly and he’s armed too, "Saint, this is Jeremy, he'll take you to the security house." "Sure," Jeremy mutters and gives me an up and down look, "You're the prodigy Gideon kept blabbering about? The ex-military killing machine?" "Yep I guess that's me. A prodigy," I give him a big smile, "Nice to meet you, man."

an old, angry voice sounded out. "Mr. Madden, you're finally here!" Johnny was like a kid who had lost in a fight and was asking for an adult to help him win. What a shameless man! He was already in his 60s! "An enemy has come knocking on our door declaring that he wants to obliterate the foundation that Neovito had built for centuries. "Kill him and avenge Preston, Kenny, and the rest!" Johnny was a thief who cried… thief. "This punk has done heinous things. He thinks that he's more capable than us and has disrespected us."

I could see that he was unconscious. I took a look, at the waistband of his pants. The man had a gun with him. It was a Glock 19. I took the gun. I checked the chamber to see if it was loaded. The gun was loaded. I looked at Giovanni. He is Giovanni. I was looking right at Giovanni. I said to them "How rounds of the game do you have left?" Giovanni said the number is six. "I have fifteen dollars " I said, holding Vinnys gun in my hand and feeling its weight.

“I don’t have one! Aaron’s blocking me!” “Then shoot them both!” Bart said, frustrated. “He doesn’t mean that!” Johnny exclaimed, as he rolled up his sleeves and they tried again. “CC, tell me again why I can’t beat the shit out of both of your brothers?!” Bart yelled, annoyed, this time pulling Aaron away from James as Johnny tried to pin James down. This didn’t take. Unlike Emily, Johnny wasn’t exactly equipped for combat. James soon had Johnny out cold. “Your girlfriend’s currently holding off a mob of angry men. Try not to piss them off more,” CC said back, trying to remember her poker face as she stood before all of these men with blood on their hands.

He smiled through a bloody and beaten face, what a fucking waste of time. "I-i have it- I swear! Please-" "You said that last time, John." I shed my coat and hand it to Claudio. Johnny struggles in his chair spitting out excuses as I hold my hand out to Axe. "I-i have some, not all b-but I'll get it. I swear!" His eyes dart around the room, looking anywhere but me. "You were caught trying to leave town, you haven't paid me in a month and I've given you plenty of time Johnny." A gun is placed in my hand, cocking it, I point it at his unconscious friend and pull the trigger.

he breathed. They stepped forward just enough to see him. Giovanni stood in the center of the unfinished floor, a smug smile playing on his lips as he clapped, the sound sharp against the bare concrete walls. Two men stood at his side, rigid and watchful. Evelyn’s breath caught. Two more men stood behind them. Her eyes widened as she spun slightly, instincts flaring. “How...” “He took a shortcut,” John cut in under his breath, his gaze flicking around, calculating.

I rubbed it, my hand moved in circles as I managed step after step till I was through the front door. “Addy!” Johnny’s elation greeted me the moment I stepped through the door and suddenly it didn’t even matter that Scarlett was trying to rape my husband out in the garage anymore. Johnny rushed up to me with open arms, his face beamed like the sun on its first sighting in the morning.

Marcus gritted his teeth and said, “There are thirty-something waiters and guards inside but most of them are women. The ones who are really combative are the twelve security guards.” Cain turned to the man sitting next to him and asked in a concerned tone, “Mr. Johnny, are you confident that you can handle so many men? Will you be on the losing side if they start an attack?” Johnny smiled coldly and said, “Huh, even if all thirty-something people are security guards, they are like dummies to us!” Cain immediately complimented, “Wow, Mr. Johnny, you are really extraordinary! I’m impressed!” Johnny nodded arrogantly, then he looked at Marcus and asked, “Where is Albert now?”

“Move! Now. Stay down.” The son of a bitch who’d taken Johnny’s round square in the chest staggered towards them, taking aim at Lizzy for a second time. Fucker wore a bulletproof vest. Johnny calmly squeezed the trigger, hitting him between the eyes. He then swiveled, eliminating a second target as Slater took out two militants before coldly cleaning up the rest. Mandla’s men lay down suppressive fire and Johnny hustled Lizzy out the back door. ***

Johnny said pleadingly " Forgive me sir I didn't know....." Before he could finish his sentence Danial slapped him. Johnny was thrown across the room, half of his face was bloodied and numb. He looked at Danial and raged " You slapped me? How dare you slap me do you know who I am and what I do? I am Johnny Langley the most powerful gangster in the southern district" Johnny tried to stand but realised that he couldn't move his legs. He looked at Danial who was approaching him and was stunned. Danial looked like a demon who climbed out of the deepest parts of hell. His aura was rampant and his eyes were bloodshot.