Tenjiku Gang Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry for disturbing you two. Adam and I didn't think that Higan would have company today." I shook my head. "You didn't disturb anything so, don't apologize." She gave me a soft smile and handed Adam his food. "You guys spend a lot of time together, huh?" "Sort of." Adam snorted. "I doubt that because Higan's International COD Saturday was turned into Jamie Saturday. Not that I'm complaining. You two look good together." "We're just friends," I mumbled. "Friends who-" his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

I move past the commander and face the pack. “Thank you all for joining us. This means the world to us because truth be told, we were afraid to come back. We didn't know how you guys would react. for the fact that we left you but standing here seeing our entire pack joining us is…” I froze while saying this I took a big breath before continuing, “for the Aberrant pack!” I yell out, throwing my hand into the air. “To the Aberrant pack!” the entire pack yells afterward, raising their hands as well.

Whenever a Tenby had to reveal his or her background, they would naturally reveal that they practiced the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. In addition, the family and the technique were famous in Uleania and Arcadia. Once they revealed their background, even the fiercest enemy would be deterred. “The heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists? Pardon me for not recognizing you earlier.” Jiro stood straight up and put on a strict face. He bowed and said, “Jiro Sakamoto, Refined Blade Clan.” “Jiro Sakamoto?!” Many others recognized the name and were shocked when they heard it.

Has white hair. Mange:- they have a history of delinquency and being displaced by social services but seems to be normal kids. Tanjiro- A guitar player who's energy reminds Kagami of Izanagi at times, a blonde haired brown eyed fellow. His quiet and focused demeanor often make others see him as the leader of the group but that's not completely the case.

A local gang leader was waiting by the entrance, sweat pouring down his forehead despite the chill. "Who runs this block?" Shinjiro demanded, stepping directly into his space. "I run the South side," the gang leader stammered, wiping his face. "I’ve got seventy soldiers ready to pull triggers for Tokyo." Ichiro didn't even slow down, walking right past him. "You have fifty men," Ichiro corrected without looking back. "Twenty of your boys defected to Dominic Moretti yesterday morning." The gang leader swallowed hard, his face turning pale. "I'll fix the leak today, Mr. Takahashi! I swear—"

The little leader of the gang is directly under the command of Quan Shui. The gang members in the back were able to bring in a few mortar mounts. "They actually have such a thing..." Franka couldn't help but complain, but under the cover of the angel's overload, she and Texas had already entered the enemy's crowd. In an instant, if the tiger entered the flock of lambs, they would directly kill them. Finally, Angel's CPU was severely overloaded and couldn't bear it anymore. "Oh~ Aneng, I can't do it anymore~ I can't turn my head~"

Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

"Who are you exactly?" Denny demanded, struggling beneath Henry's foot. "You should know—I'm a senior of the Black Tiger Gang," Denny said, boasting. "The Black Tiger Gang controls all of Eastonia. We have the Hoods backing us." Despite being stepped on, Denny's pride remained intact. His anger and arrogance were evident as he shouted, "You're making a grave mistake." "Seems like you're still not convinced," Henry said coldly. He pulled out his phone and dialed Caleb's number.

"Only description and name." "Acknowledged. State description and name." "Kidnapping group, alleged ties to armed occult elements, members possessed spider tattoos by the wrists and a person of interest simply named 'Manny'." "Stand by, stand by." The voice replied. They waited for a few seconds before the MIU Agent returned with their desired information. "We have one certain group in our threat database that matched your given description." He paused and cleared his voice. "The threat in question is one Manny Iqbal Menardo Gang, or most commonly known by their street name as the Black Spiders. Previously part of a human trafficking syndicate operating around Philippines, Malaysia and Indon