When Miss Assassin Meets The Gangsters 소설 & 이야기

I asked as we walked to my room. "They’re the assassins of our gang. They’re nice, but don’t mess with them. There are three of them: Isabella, Vittoria, and Camilla." I nodded and went inside my room, quickly changing into a white tank top, black jeans, and my white Vans. When I came out, Samuele was still outside my door. "Ready to meet the rest of the gang?" he asked. I nodded and followed him downstairs to the kitchen. Three girls were around the counter with Stefano and, if I remembered correctly, Luca.

With red strobing lights and a small stage where sexy strippers were slithering up and down four steel poles while hundreds of dollar bills rained down on them, it gave a different vibe from what was happening downstairs. We walked passed a group of men seated on a luxurious red cushions, drinking from tumblers of expensive vintage bourbon, sniffing drugs I could not name off of a naked brunette's body, one with a buzz cut and a buffed up body kept talking to another lanky one with a blonde in between his thighs- after a few seconds of watching her head bop up and down, I was so sure she was giving him a blowjob- while he probably talking about the next flashy sports car he was going to get

"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.

“Worth it, Moretti.” Their laughter was a spark, their electric chemistry a pulse, but the city’s danger crept closer, a shadow poised to strike. --- The ballroom’s glamour shattered as a rival assassin infiltrated, a glint of steel targeting Gianna. Kai’s reflexes kicked in, shielding her, his arm grazed by a blade, blood seeping through his sleeve. Gianna’s gun flashed from her thigh holster, her shot pinning the assassin’s shoulder, her voice fierce. “Stay down!”

My men secured the remaining household staff and guards, forcing them to their knees, no one dared to speak, no one dared to move. The message had been clear, Antonio Romano had come for blood, and blood had been spilled, but now, my attention was on one person. The woman standing in the doorway, her chest rising and falling in rapid breaths, her dark eyes flickering with anger, calculation, and something I couldn't quite name. She moved with a lethal grace that even in the chaos that transpired at the restaurant, had caught my attention. Most assassins were clumsy, driven by desperation or a paycheck.

Antonio lifted two fingers and Ghost and Shade moved like unleashed hounds. Shade’s blade flashed—quick, brutal, quiet. Ghost’s silenced gun coughed death into the air. The assassins storming in barely got a chance to fire before three were dropped, and another had his throat slit open. The windows were shattered from the multiple rounds of shots fired by snipers. One of the assassins lunged at Antonio, but before he could pull the trigger, Antonio swiftly moved and caught his wrist mid-air, twisted and snapped his arm, causing the assassin to scream. He snatched his gun, drove it into the assassin’s mouth, and fired.

The third case was one of kidnap which later turned into an assassination. He had thought that the Assassin had died with the Mayor when the two bodies were found in the river, only for him to get back to town and find out that the dead lady was one of the flight attendants. That means the imposter who carried out the assassination escaped, only God knew how she did it. Since he came to the United States in the year 2029, the rate of crime had drastically reduced, and even petty robbery and pickpocketing had been curbed, so the murder of the Mayor came as a big blow to him and to the other top security officers in the state.

* *bang! The assassin’s agility and slickness prevented the purple-haired girl from rapid firing since she had to prevent the blade from attacking her lethal spots every time there was a chance. Kanji, who was watching not very far from there, stood stiff, but forcing himself to think of what he could do. The One-eyed and Blue Stitches members fired through the intruders so that their leaders could escape. But the black-robed men who were supposed to be eliminated rose up and fought like the living dead, so those 2 gangs didn't go far.

I only found out that an assassination had taken place inside the hotel when the whole building went on alarm. I think the assassin pretended to be a cleaning lady when she killed James Mondragon because I saw a naked and unconscious woman under the bed and it seems like she was the cleaning lady who was supposed to clean the room where James Mondragon was killed. And according to the woman, she was called by a man but when she turned around to see her, the person who called her suddenly knocked her out so she lost consciousness. The assassin probably injected sleeping pills into the woman and then took off her clothes and pretended to be a maid when she entered James' room. Because the clea

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.