Novel & Cerita Who Killed Muichiro

His Thousand Blades flashed and directly pierced their backs. Ma Kui never dreamed that someone would attack him from the back. He tried to turn around. When he saw Qin Haodong and Hu Xiaoxian, he was at a loss and unwilling. He didn't know who they were, let alone why they would kill him. Qin Haodong smiled at him and said, "Bye. Remember not to hurt people by drug trafficking in the next life!" He was killed that way. Of course, Ma Kui was not willing. He tried to raise his pistol and shoot at Qin Haodong. But after several attempts, he failed and fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

“Okay, thanks a lot.” As they were leaving the room, the man at Sang Ji’s side, who shot Mouse as well as their other henchmen dead, shared a staredown with Gu Mocheng. They were both concealing themselves very deeply, not revealing anything at all to each other. Meanwhile, Gu Mocheng was frowning deeply the whole time.

“They were killed in the forest outside the city. One of them was part of my cadre—Baldy! Have you heard of this incident, Master Zaborowski?” Hector picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip from it. Then he nodded his head. “Of course, I’ve heard of it. I even heard that it was a lone murderer. Tsk tsk. A man with such strength is frightening indeed. He must at least be a marshal!”

Seems strange. Following father's death, a corpse was found by the river on the mainland. He was covered with bullets and a huge scratch on his chest that tore off his skin. It was identified as Mario Sorolla. The police questioned Axel for some information, and the case remained unsolved. Whoever did this to Mario wants him silenced forever. "It's Ezekiel," Axel said firmly, staring at Mario's remains.

Guilio, The psychopath, was ushered in by Luca and Malak, two of the Don's loyal soldatos (Soldiers). Mica's head remained bowed as he awaited his fate, he has resolved to dying with dignity, no struggles, no unnecessary drama like the ones he had seen through his span in the mafia.

“Going to die like him. In the end you’re just a failure like him. Too trusting and now you’re here underneath me and you’re going to die. So pathetic, so naïve, and now leaving the world like him. He’d be ashamed” He flailed his arms, but he couldn’t even get a weapon because his knees were on his arms. He was going to die. He knew he was going to die, but not like this. Well not at the hands of Megumi either, but…he couldn’t breathe. There was a click and, ‘BANG!’ Takahiro was no longer squeezing his neck. He scampered back massaging his neck and coughing and looking at Megumi who held a gun. And not just any gun. The gun she said she’d use to kill Takahiro and others who betrayed her. He

"Madame Cleo was starving their supply yards. We were choking off his fuel, strangling his entire chain week by week. We win this war with patience, you idiot." "Patience gets our men killed," Shinjiro said, his voice dropping low. "You want to talk spreadsheets while the pavement turns red?" He held his uncle's glare without blinking. "I walked into a shootout because Moretti took our people. He captured two of my scouts at the East Pier yesterday." Ichiro went still, knuckles whitening on the cane. "What did you say? Repeat that." "My scouts were running a standard perimeter check," Shinjiro said, building the lie brick by brick, his voice never wavering. "Alexei and his dockworkers ambush

“I dismantled their entire operation. Every man. Every building.” “They were set up,” I say. “Efficiently. By someone who understood exactly how you would respond and used that understanding to clean up his own evidence.” I pause. “The real perpetrator was never touched. He watched you burn the wrong men and then went home and had dinner.” He closes the folder. “What are you saying to me, Bellerie.” “Mario’s brother had him killed.” The garden goes very quiet. A bird somewhere in the trees. The faint movement of afternoon air through the leaves. Nothing else.

It had to be a ghost standing in front of me! Everybody knows that Alexandro Rodriguez died. It was everywhere in the media that he was killed by his own brother who had worked with his hidden nurami Sheila Mckylie to bring an end to his reign. Everybody knows that Alexandro as well as his pack and his family are no more. After his Brother and conniving nurami had killed him, they also met their fate and were killed by a rogue wolf pack who then took over the once powerful blue wood wolf pack. Was it all a lie? Their deaths?

and I shot the bullet right through his skull. [See you in hell, bitch] Mr. Luciano looked stared me with wide open eyes. I knew those were his best. Attempting to run away, I shot a bullet I'm sure affected his spine, making him paralyze instantly. I got closer to him and whispered in his ear, "no one double crosses me and lives" I smiled and killed him. I picked my suitcase and took his car. Putting my bike in the boot, I headed to the road to meet my family, 'the stingers.'