Tenjiku Gang Novels & Stories

He asks me. I looked closely at the bodies laid down on the ground. At the nape of one of the dead men was a tattoo I very well knew. The tattoo of a scorpion was the well known signature look of the small gang group that owned a few part of creshore, Japan. I didn't know what business they would have with me but I'm going to find out. "The feds will be pulling up soon," I said as I put back my gun where it belonged "you should go."

Before long, more than a hundred Gene Fighters of the Furious Tiger Organization rushed over. These more than 100 Gene Fighters were like fierce tigers coming down the mountain, showing their momentum completely! Seeing that the Gene Fighters of the Furious Tiger Organization had come, everyone under the arena made way for them. More than 100 Gene Fighters of the Furious Tiger Organization had arrived at Trenton's side. When a middle-aged man saw Trenton's body, extreme anger appeared on his face. "Who is it?" The middle-aged man's voice was like thunder. The surrounding crowd all turned pale from fright and they backed away several steps.

Sang said, 'You have not seen the punishment of our great master yet'. He nervously showed his teeth to Sang and said, 'I don’t want any punishment from the three leaders of the Tiger gang'. Tigers were known as kings of the Mafia world. He gulped and Sang laughed at his scaredy nature. Jungwoo began working with them six months ago and Sang had been working with them since that day when they entered into the underworld. People only heard about tigers, but they didn't know about their identities. They didn't know where the Tigers lived or how many family members they had.

Jo in return, scowled at her. “Or I'm sure we can find you a masseur or two, depending on your tastes.” The woman added fearfully, not wanting to annoy Jo. Jo was the only female leader of an all male gang in Ganghaven, and for that, she was feared by many. Her gang had the least members, but they were very effective in striking fear into the heart of people. All of Jo's men were burly, bald by choice, and they all had a hawk tattoo on their left biceps. The Street Hawks were known for destroying any business or store that refused to pay them protection money.

If Rayna wanted to flirt, she could, but I wouldn’t be hiding behind him this time. Hunter’s Range Rover purred beneath us as we sped down the quiet road, the city blurring past. He didn’t talk much during the drive, his hands gripping the wheel tightly, his jaw set. As we pulled into the compound, the air around us seemed to shift. The gang’s headquarters was housed in a converted warehouse dark glass, steel walls, and rows of matte-black motorcycles and high-end cars lining the lot. Armed men stood at the gates, giving curt nods as Hunter passed.

“You saved me? What about Blade and his crew?” “The one who beat you is called Blade? What is the name of his gang? How many members? What territory do they control?” Skylar deflected, pushing the interrogation she’d missed with the now-fainted thug. The boy blinked, staring at her with profound suspicion, but something in her cold authority made him answer. “They call themselves the Earth Tiger Gang. Their territory is around the Linjiang Middle School. Members… maybe a hundred or so.” A hundred people? That’s barely a sophisticated street club. Skylar scoffed internally, completely unimpressed. In her world, a powerful ‘organization’ numbered in the thousands, spanning continents. A hundre

, one of the guards whispered to the others. " Nahh, I don't think so", another one spoke. " How sure are you, boss doesn't do one woman, it is what we all know" " He will probably dump her when he is done with her" " You were saying?", Anita stood with her hands crossed as she caught the guards whispering to each other. "Who are you calling a slut? Asshole" "Anita, let them be", someone said. A man came in, he was tall and packed with lot of muscles. His arms are covered in tattoos. And his hairstyle almost made Elizabeth laugh, a blue Mohawk, it fits him though.

The tattoo made him a member of the feared gang, Gongbay. Gongbay was a gang with its octopus feet each in every illegal trade, drugs, prostitution, human trafficking, smuggling, money laundering, and several other poisonous fruits growing on the branches of the tree named Bay transport company. It started initially as a cargo transporting company but slowly came out to be the most powerful gang in the country. "Is this fellow here not on the guest list?" he asked blowing a shiver through the body of Bryce and Rever. Oriel saw the tattoo on his chest and spun her mind to recall the meaning behind the sign. Bryce felt the scowl of his narrowed down eyes on his neck and gulped the moisture dow

"It's strange, I wouldn't dare compete with you. Who would be dumb enough to want your life?" "Yen?" Mr. Marcus said casually. "Sorry, it's pounds!" Aaron chuckled. "Your life is really valuable!" Both of them spoke leisurely, as if they were not discussing life and death matters, but rather talking about today's weather. "Quickly let Panther take over!" Mr. Marcus chuckled lightly. Ghost Gang, the world's largest assassination organization, gathered five of the top ten international assassins on their roster. Although they also dealt in arms trafficking, researching biochemical weapons, and diamond smuggling, the assassination was Ghost Gang's signature business.

Many gangs operated, but only three truly held the reins. The third group, the Monkey Group, wasn’t the loudest or the flashiest, but they were known for being ruthlessly effective and incredibly quiet. They moved vast sums of illicit wealth and made problems—or people—vanish without a ripple. “They require an acquisition,” the voice went on. “And they think I’m the tool for the job?” “You are more than capable.” A small buzz signaled a text message in my hand. “Call the number we just sent you. They will talk to you directly.”