Slime Gang Sign Novels & Stories

If we win, we will be given a chance to fight against the lady gangs from rank 1–10, but if we lose, it depends on our performance if the boss will accept us or throw us away. Right now, the three gangs have already started to fight on the stage. It's like freestyle wrestling. They are kicking each other, strangling their enemies, punching, and pushing with might and full force. To differentiate them, the first gang of five members has yellow rubber bracelets; the second gang of six men has blue rubber bracelets; and the third gang of seven members has red rubber bracelets. "Apple," (Tarcy is calling me apple because that is my code), "That man seems to be strong." She's referring to the mus

In the dense forest of the Grimalkin, several villas were nestled among the trees. Each villa bore the emblem of a scorpion, vividly crafted upon its facade. A loud crash echoed through the air. "The insignias of the two elders have been shattered. Find out who's responsible for this. Whoever dares to commit violence within the territory of the Scorpion Gang, I'll have their head!" Within the largest villa, a middle-aged man vented his frustration, hurling objects about. His subordinates lowered their heads, afraid to speak.

I ask trying not to think about this feeling. “This is Garage Valley also known as The Shanghai Slums, this area falls under my number three’s territory, a no-go area for everyone because it can swallow a passer-by like a swamp and not leave a trace. So, they say.” So, they say he says, if his number three owns this place then it can swallow people for them never to be seen again. His people are ruthless in business. It is not surprising to hear of a place like this.

The boy bands also composed aggressive music and wrote lyrics in the dead language of Split Tongue, which was the spurned legacy of Salamanders and consisted mostly of hisses and growls. GYM-NINS = addicts to the pain of physical exercise and spent almost all their waking hours in health clubs; the most radical would drink highly-experimental potions to double or even triple their body mass | “Where did you belong?” Aki asked. “Oh, I was sort of a lone wolf.” Aki just kept staring at him. “An Undine more than any other Slayer should know that wolves are pack animals.”

Carlos Cruise stared at the bloodied walls of the abandoned warehouse, his face a mask of barely-contained rage. The words “Nyx was here, don’t mess with the Hell’s Gang” were smeared across the wall in crimson, the letters dripping with the lifeblood of his fallen friend. The smell of iron and death hung heavy in the air, a grim reminder of the ruthless underworld he was now thrust into.

A tentacle slid up his shirt, and Sloan ripped his mouth away from where he drew on the raspberry-flavored flesh. "Don't even think about it." "What?" Octnavin's eyes went wide, and the alien appeared a little wounded. "If you rip my shirt, I'm going to kill you in your sleep. The band signed this." "Ah, yes, your shirt." Octnavin laughed. "If I rip it, I will get you ten of them, all signed." "You can rip it a little then." Sloan opened his mouth.

Act fool! "Phantom?" "There's many gangs in the province. Majority are Pandora and phantom. Others are in minority communities. Since you rescued me from that shithole I thought you would have seen him but it looks like you didn't see him." "How can you be sure that this was by phantom and not by others?" He took a single photograph out of the many and said, "Take a look at this. This is the symbol they leave behind on the victim's body to make others live in fear. More like a warning to other gangs."

with that, they placed two fingers on their lips and lifted them in the air with their thumb. "...what's that?" I secretly whispered to Jerome. He didn't avert his eyes from the front to avoid suspicions but answered my question. "It's our signature gesture." huh? I stared at him with further questions in mind but it seems he already knew about them and continued "It symbolizes our identity as official members of the group. It may be easy to imitate by the outsiders, but no one can mimic the mana imbued in us." I became more confused with what he said. Mana? is he talking about magic?

Just like him. I didn’t know what I expected from a gang wedding, but the venue an upscale, secluded event hall was guarded like a fortress. I stayed close to Hunter, our arms brushing as we walked in. The air inside was thick with music, smoke, and the buzz of low conversations. Dangerous men dressed in black filled the space, but all their eyes shifted when we walked through. Correction: when he walked through with me. We found Blade near the bar, laughing with a few others. He clapped Hunter on the shoulder, eyes flicking to me with surprise and a low whistle. “Wow didn’t think you’d bring your girl.”

Gianna asked. “They’re based out of Sangrid.” Sal took his tablet back. “They’re essentially Infinite’s sister gang. They’re also relatively young and inexperienced, but that hasn’t stopped them from building an impressive reputation.” “Cute and sweet on the outside,” Jovani said like he was letting the in on a huge secret, “and then they’ll take off their stilettos and stab you in the back with the heels. Seriously.” Dante said sternly, “If Infinite catches wind of what the dragons and Mariposa are attempting to do, they’ll call up the Deluxe and the advantage will be gone in a second.”