Novel & Cerita Tokyo Revengers Takashi

when she finally recovered from the shock she turned towards dexter only to see him removing his blue contacts and it felt like she felt in love with him all over again looking into those grey pools of death that she had fallen for years ago. "You are right I have a lot of explaining to do but let's start with introducing you to my brother that is my older step- brother Marco McCoy"

Tokyo, Japan – The Crimson Lotus Hidden Headquarters Renjiro Takahashi sat motionless on his cold throne, his lifeless eyes staring at the wall in front of him. In his hand, a small glass of sake, gripped tightly—but he didn’t even bother to take a sip. It had been six years since his son was murdered before his very eyes. Six years since he lost everything that mattered. Kei Takahashi had been his one true heir—the only hope for The Crimson Lotus. And Antonio had taken him away without hesitation, without mercy.

The sympathy Camille felt a moment ago was long gone. Warriors came closer in case anyone would like to attack their Queen. - I can see you are doing great. - Camille smirked. Her words made a few witches hiss, but she did not bother to look at them. - You had your fair share in bringing us to this state. - The witch who spoke about revenge looked at her. - I am sorry, but who are you? - Camille glanced at her with curiosity. This one could be the most dangerous. - Callista. - There was a short answer.

once again Nishi almost rolls her eyes back of her then squeezes her eyes shut pressing her forehead with the tip of her finger. “Please try to recall it? It would be good and will help to find your friend faster.” officer Yamaga said “Oh I remember its Ryuu, Yuki Ryuu senpai” ** “Yuki Ryuu” Takeshi glares at the blond-haired tied in front of him with the tattoo all over his arms along with the one which is upon his chest. “Good name you got there I didnt know you were some rich fund kid, or I would have killed you right at the spot. Rather than going through all this process from kidnapping you that night and bringing you here” Takeshi rolls his eyes cracking his knuckles one after the othe

"Easy peasy." A grin formed on his face as he turned to Kira; the latter shrugged, rolling her eyes. "We have two left." Said Kira as he walked towards the entrance. "I'll take care of it." Trevor asserted. "You sure act like the hero, and it makes me want to puke because we both know you are the villain." Ignoring her sass, Trevor yanked a gun from one of the dead security agents and dashed outside. He swooshed to the back of the two unsuspicious men whose eyes were on the building and, perhaps, waiting for them to come out.

"Good evening sir, you called me" Mr. Smith's bodyguard, Flying dragon, greeted with a bow. "Yeah, I want you to do me a favour?" "Sir, I'm at your services anytime" "Cool, look for a group of assassins for me" He said, the bodyguard was dumbfounded… "A group of… assa... " He stammered. "What is wrong with you? I didn't ask you to be the assassinator for me, I just want you to hire them for me"

Asher was clearly a lackey for the Islanders at this point… And yet, he was still showing such a prideful expression! This must’ve been the only loser that came out of the Wolven Tribe after so many years… “You’re dead!” Asher exclaimed with a vengeful expression. “I am your family’s live-in son-in-law, Master Takai! You need to help me!” Slap! Takai swung the back of his palm forward without saying a word. Asher felt a sharp pain on his face, and was sent flying; a mouthful of blood came out of him as soon as he slammed into a wall.

He stopped when he saw her. “Takashi” she greeted. “Ms. Megumi” he said back with a small smile. She blinked impishly. “Walking is really nice, isn’t it?” she asked. “Yes” he replied. “So Takashi, I don’t make it my business to know about my members lives, but I want to know about you”. “Okay…” “Then tell me about you”. “I’m Takashi Fujiwara, and I am here working for you. Making poison for the gang”.

Merchant of Death", the famous weapon dealer, Togo Tomari." "What?!" Takanashi was startled. The one who asked this question was the other chef, Jun Satou (the one with blonde hair and a long bang) since he had heard their conversation before. There were only three guys on the back and Popura had gone out to the front to do her job again so they could talk freely.

TAKEN Epilogue Five years later Marcus stared numbly at the name encrypted on the grave plate, he didn't bring flowers today as he used to. In fact, it's been a long time he was here. He could see the previous ones had withered and so was his feelings. Instead he was there with a three year old girl and a woman in her early thirties beside him. And like he had informed them, he was just going to say his last bye to that woman he once married.