Novel & Cerita Tiger Man

He rolls his eyes, blows out the flame, and drops it in the bin. His cropped sleeve shirt displays a huge tattoo on his right arm as he flexes it to drop the cigar. It was a woman with a rifle. “Nice tattoo,” I said looking right at it. “Eh, it’s okay,” he says as he walks back to me. “About the party, know that you will have to be on your best behavior,” he says in a cheeky tone, “The members of the family will not be foolish like me.”

Fear tortured my guts, it engulfed my conscience; thus, making me drastically exhausted. Minutes later, a man in blue and white stripped shirt strutted into the room with a tiger like tread. His black trousers were held by straps of grey suspenders, which ran over his small-shoulders. The pale light glimmered on his bald head as he halted in front of me; dug around in his pocket and brought out a cigar and lighter. He shoved the cigar between his lips, lit it and then took a long drag. Clenching the cigar between his cinnamon fingers he lowered his head and blew the cloud of smoke into my face. My eyes stung from the smoke; tears filled my eyes as I sneeze. Slowly he adjusted his round-shape

Their appearances were somewhat unruly, dressed in leather jackets and adorned with flashy accessories, puffing on cigarettes and blowing smoke rings. Not far away, several motorcycles were parked. One of them, a guy with long hair, glanced at his wristwatch and showed a hint of impatience in his eyes. "Tiger, do you think that kid won't show up tonight?" The man called "Tiger" was tall and muscular, sporting a powerful physique. In the late autumn weather, he wore just a studded vest, revealing his strong biceps with a fierce tiger tattoo on his upper arm. "Don't worry, dude. I've figured it out. Although that kid appears randomly, he always shows up on Tuesday nights," Tiger reassured.

"Simple. The kid must compensate for injuring my men. He owes me $15 million..." Gasps rippled through the room. Tiger's demand was staggering, living up to his moniker, the 'Black-Hearted Praying Mantis,' pushing boundaries with impunity. With a glare, Tiger continued, "And we'll need to sever one of his hands. It's the only way to ensure justice."

Eating had made Shira feel a little stronger, and she sat later talking with some of the rogues. She got to know them by name. Tiger, who looked as impressive as a tiger with his tall height and powerful arms. His face was also scary, but when he talked, he talked with a gentleness that most smaller males could not imitate. Rhega, The Shark’s second lieutenant, tall and lean with shaggy blond hair and manners that even her instructors could learn from, then there was Liam who had finally stopped looking at her as though she was a sexual predator.

The people standing opposite them started laughing when they heard this. “Hahaha! Young man, have you even asked around who Brother Tiger is? He’s a member of the Green Dragon Clan and one of the important subordinates to our clan master. Who in this city doesn’t know what happens when you anger the Green Dragon Clan? You’re acting funny when you try to threaten Brother Tiger. Do you think threats would budge Brother Tiger?” The muscular man laughed loudly as if he heard the funniest joke in the world.

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

Tiger smiled, but his smile left his face immediately, and he snatched the wheel from Jaemin, pressing a golden button below the wheel before directing the wheel forward. "F**k!" Jaemin spat when the car began moving at the speed of wind, knocking away several cars before it finally got to the main car, crashing into it from behind. The two cars pivoted into a wall, driving a hole through it before stopping. Shark came out of the car, and Tiger recognized him with the dark pouch on his left eye, he's well known in the underworld for his lunatic toughness despite his one eye. "You're Alberto's protector, how cute" Tiger laughed, coming out of the car with Jaemin.

Tiger spat angrily. "How dare they kill all my men?. What power have they got to have been able to kill those strong and hefty men I had personally choosen to destroy them and take that girl?", tiger yelled and said to no one in particular. He was burning with rage when his surviving warrior man has staggered back with a wounded body with none of his men around him. His warrior had told him that the black mountains warriors had killed them all after hypnotizing them with their wolves growls.

I even went on missions with him and he never did anything that might have exposed his issues. Tiger thinks he’s a bad person, that he’s a monster, but I don’t see it in him.