Stories About Gangs Mga Nobela at Kwento

That guy who'd broken in my house earlier had made it clear that I'd die anyway. These gangs really were no joke. "Or else there will be consequences." And even though he passed me a smile, I knew he was talking serious at that moment. I told myself to ponder over those words later, looking up at the bright full moon. Adrian stopped few feet away from Caden's familiar bike and turned towards me. "Are you-Is this like a mafia gang? You know, where they kill people?" I blurted out the question before he could've left.

I worked several jobs, worked my bones out to get off the streets. Living on the streets was brutal. It was very dangerous. One time, I almost got gang raped and was saved by the cops. There was a time I got stabbed in a gang fight I knew nothing about. There were cold nights I used cardboards as blanket, and my bag as pillow. There were nights I had to pick a bowl to beg passersby for money. Still...I didn't cry.

I went to study in the libary, even the thought of studying gave me the creeps but I wanted to- no I needed to get new information on this gang. This gang has been on the news everyday for the last 5 months, what was the big deal about them anyway? I decided it was best if I googled it, after all I'm not gonna find anything about this gang in books from the 1930s. I typed into g****e 'hunters gang; LA

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African-American gangs, in particular, pick up guns and never aim them. They hit on faith. Chicano gangs are a little better, but only so good. Had it been a well-trained Italian family gang, or a hard-driving Asian gang, Li Jie would have walked away alive today. The other side change magazine such a good opportunity, Li Jie naturally will not miss. From another ledge, one jumped right in around the four. If it's a melee, Li Jie isn't afraid of these guys at all. They don't look as good

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.

He asks instead. Now I really don't know what to tell him. It had started out as one gang, but through the years it had combined with hundreds of other gangs to become the largest and deadliest gang in the world. Not to mention the whole, joining up and becoming the deadliest was sort of my fault. I may have played a huge role in the original creation of the gang. It didn't exactly have its own name, mostly all you had to tell someone was that it was The Gang or That Gang. Great titles, I know.

This is serious! I cock an eyebrow, confused to no end, “I'm not being nonchalant, you are almost bursting into tears because of some gangs attempting to buy the Landmines? I mean we already know or saw for ourselves how many Alphas and how many Packs wanted it. I don't see anything heavy in it,” I shrugged, not understanding what was new. Not giving the said gang many thoughts. There are so many illegal rogues that come together to become one. The streets and the underground dogs. They are a handful and they exist in all parts of the country.

LUCIANO Things were beginning to go wrong in my world…in this perfect syndicate I crafted for myself in the midst of these foolish humans. Lounging on a couch in a VIP room in my casino, I wondered what could be setting off the fireworks. I never had a reason to worry about turf wars, but now, it seemed like the recent move of a notorious gang into the city would be more of a headache than I ever imagined. Vale had broken the news to me early this morning. The gang was a group of bikers known to dabble in various murky waters. Ranging from drug and women trafficking, to petty political thefts that were starting to destabilize the economy.

It was a cool evening, moonlit, with the lights of Los Angeles just seen in the distance. Bullets filled the air. The dusty streets of this abandoned industrial park became the battleground. Two notorious gangs had risen to engage in the fight and battle for control: namely, the Giupere gang against the Vito gang.The clash was about power, pride, and untold wealth.