Yakuza Table Slam Gif Novels & Stories

What should I--' *SLAM* I suddenly stood up and slam as hard as I can both of my hands on our table causing my other co-workers flinch at their spot and I could feel the tension was getting into a high level as I turned behind and all of their attention went towards me and the man gives me a smirk as he walk towards me and tap me by the shoulder. "What's the matter? Do you truly agreed on your directors' trashy manga work?"He said raising a brow as I sighted and shove his hand away from my shoulder as he glared at me.

I see another man trying to grab me from across the table, I step aside and grab the back of his head and smash it as hard as I can into the table. It bounces back up and to the floor he goes, four down, six to go, I have to work fast and go because these goddamn wolves recover fast. I turn around and see another three ready to kick my ass. I don’t hesitate before I kick the guy in the middle, right in the ribs, fracturing a few probably and with the same leg I give a sidekick to the girl on my right. FUCK! I think I pulled something, I really am rusty,

The rest of them bust out laughing, too, slapping the table, chortling like it’s the best joke they’ve ever heard, like there’s nothing funnier than saying that kind of shit about a female who’s never done a damn thing to them in her life. And they think I’ll do nothing. And why wouldn’t they? The roaring in my head crescendos, and it feels like the most natural thing in the world to grab the table and heave it end over end, knocking these laughing assholes over like duckpins. Fraser tries to dive clear, but Hamish is too far up his ass, and they trip over each other the instant before the tabletop crashes into them, nailing them to the ground. Chairs fall. Dishware shatters. Sausage links a

They crash into the antique table in the center of the foyer. CRASH. The table collapses. Glass shatters. Wood splinters. The heavy crystal vase explodes into a thousand diamonds. They roll on the floor, a tangle of black limbs and white shirts. They are wolves eating their own. They are biting, punching, clawing. There is no technique here. No martial arts. Just twenty years of resentment boiling over in a frenzy of violence. Spadino jumps in. He kicks Aureliano in the ribs. Aureliano groans, grabs Spadino’s ankle, and yanks him down into the glass.

He entered him in one brutal, rolling motion. "Ahhh! F**k!" Rafferty’s scream was lost in a crescendo of the music. Cane pounced. He slammed into him, his chest hitting Rafferty’s back with a rhythmic, wet thud. Slap. Slap. Slap. Rafferty’s eyes were squeezed shut, his hands clawing at the sticky surface of the table. He felt the weight of Cane’s body crushing him, the salt of sweat stinging his eyes.

You are wanted for killing a defenseless man, you bastard! "He wasn't defenseless, the last time I checked." "Look at him, a bastard and a comedian, a rear sight indeed." "I think the same about you." "Why, you…" he lunges at Sasaki, with all his force. Sasaki quickly makes the move that was later named Swallow cut. "You landed… three strikes. How?" the villager's eyes widened. "I'm just fast," Sasaki said with a smirk. "Who sent you?" "Yamato…"

, and the red card detonated. A flash. A deep, concussive whump. Dust blasted out in a wide circle, the shockwave rattling the arena boards. The explosion wasn’t lethal; Tanaka had dialled the force to bruise, not break, but it was enough to send Ringo skidding forward, tumbling to his knees. When the dust settled, the silver-haired fighter was still grinning… but it was the grin of someone who’d just been outplayed. “You’re… a slippery one.” He coughed, brushing soot off his gloves. “Guess the muleta drops here, mi amigo.”

I set down my napkin and glanced at the hem of her dress, which nearly exposed her underwear. “Sitting in front of your brother-in-law dressed like that isn’t very appropriate, is it?” Amelia’s smile instantly froze. “Jane, are you deliberately humiliating me?! Noah never gave me rules to follow, so what right do you have—” Marcus lifted his eyes and coldly looked toward Noah. Noah’s expression changed on the spot. He immediately raised his hand and slapped Amelia across the face. “Shut up!” Amelia was stunned by the slap. She covered her face, and her eyes instantly reddened.

says Ayame and holds Akihiko by his collar. “Um… I thought you were gonna wait for 3 more minutes?” asks Yasuhiro hesitatingly. Ayame looks at him with a demonic face and says- “Well, let’s just say my patience has run out.” “It’s been seconds though…” “Special move: Slap flux!” she says while constantly slapping and whacking his face left and right getting him to wake up. He finally wakes up with a pufferfish like face and says with determination, “Whitsu wan! WI’m Wedy!”

The rest were falling victim to the slime one by one, and all with rather hideous results. Sia tried to dodge another attack, but the seven inch heels which she had obviously bought under Type influence slid through some of the residue slime causing him to land heavily on his butt right in middle of puddle of slime. “I just wanted some sushi,” he whined. Ray neatly blust through one of the slime men's. “How about some slug sashimi?” he called out. Sia face took on an unflattering shade of green.