Young Rick Sanchez Novelas e Histórias

I never had since the day he was assigned to assist me with anything I needed, especially with handling the casino. Ricardo is one of those new guys with no last names to back them on the web, who aren't ripping the full benefits of being a member of the web but will do anything to seek a higher status and approval from the big boss Dante. He's too free-spirited and childish for the darkness that dwells in the underground, which was part of the reason why Dante threw him to me to handle less violent aspects of it all.

I followed his gaze and saw Ricardo coming down the stairs shirtless with just a short. ''Son, will you join us?'' Dad asked, but got a silent response from him. Ignoring dad, Rick went to the bar, took out a bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass. ''We are going out as a family, will you join us?'' Mom asked and got another silent response from Rick as he took a sip of his drink and sat on the long stool. ''Son?'' Dad called out and moved over to him. ''Today is Mia's birthday, and we want to go out as a family, do you mind joining us.'' Dad asked and got an angry groan from Rick. ''Son…'' Dad tried to touch him, but his angry voice stopped him, ''Don't you dare touch me!'' Ricardo ye

Rick's attack was so swift, they really did not see it coming. Rick was as calm as could be. He had not even broken a sweat. He yelled out "Team Two! Move in and attack!" As the second team approached him, Rick used a combination of his kick and his fist to down them all within just a few seconds. The bystanders were in awe. How could one so young be so powerful? And to use so few moves to put down so many at once! Rick called out 'Team Three! Move into position!"

r Ricardo let out a laugh thst held no humor, “If I had stayed in my hole, how then would I tell the world that Ryke Sterling is not only their star billionaire but also a child trafficker?”

Both of them held double sabers and were ready to attack Rick, giving him no chance to survive at all! With a firm resolve in Rick’s eyes and his movements lightning fast, he raised his hand to grab one guy’s arms before snapping it broken with a loud crack! The other person saw the opportunity and pierced Rick's neck with two sabers! With less than a body’s distance from Rick, ordinary people would hardly be able to escape and could only die! However, at the critical moment, Rick turned his body and flipped behind that person before raising his hand for a punch! Bam! His fist directly punched the man’s waist!

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“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Ricky’s cracking voice sounded borderline masculine as he called out to his friend with urgency, banging his fist on the back door of the truck. Ricky was sixteen years old, and he was the youngest Death Row Infantry-man who worked for the Death Row Corp. Carlos opened the armored truck’s automatic rear door to reveal a slender, pale-skinned Asian kid with a white mohawk and a black eye patch over his left eye. Ricky was an energetic young man, and he looked a little androgynous, which was why he struggled to grow a mustache beneath his developing nose.

F-Faster Ferran! [‘Who’s that?’] [‘Harvey, the guy with a tribal... BCO consists of businessmen with illegal t-transactions... Mr. Richard---f*ck!’] *gunshots* [‘Sh*t Thalia!’] *gunshots* [‘J-Just drive... Don’t mind me... M-Mr. Richard Wang, a businessman and a d-drug lord is one of the members. Dr. Ma—’] “That’s it?” Sanchez asked after they listened to the voice record.

"D*mn this f*ck*ng life!" He mumbled to himself as he gripped his wine glass tightly in anger. He cringes with anger whenever he thinks of his chaotic life. Because his whole life is full of chaos and violence, if he doesn't get hurt, the people around him are put in danger, so he takes double precautions and surveillance. He also can't let go of the responsibility that has been imposed on him because this has become his defense mechanism to people whose souls are evildoers. He has to be evil to protect himself and the people close to him. Apart from Spawn who is his son, there is one woman that he also needs to protect and that is River.