Concrete Jungle

by Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera

A cartel hitman, an ex soldier, a wayward gunmen with no cause, an ex KGB agent, & a familiar family oriented coke addicted thug find their way to sunny LS finding themselves around similar scum. Immoral car salesmen, low life bangers, king pins, & hackers. When an eventual rift in the friendship divides their destinies, alliances shift & none of them will ever be the same again.

51. The Ninth Life

2013

Weeks Earlier

Ivan and Neto were in the font room laughing. "This is fucking gold, bro. You're a star! Que chulo!" Paul growled, "Fuck you, ya cunt. I didn't know she'd recorded it and I sure as hell don't know where she came up with that name for me."

Mai asked, "What's going on?"

Neto showed her footage of amature pornography. It was a guy getting it on with two girls in a hotel room. As she saw closer she realized that the girls were two Native A,erican women and the guy was Paul. "Wait when was this?!" She chuckled. "Not bad, stud..." She said. "Jesus Christ..." Paul said blushing. "Hey don't be ashamed fucker, your pito's proportionate homes! It is a bit bent though," He chuckled inappropriately. "Guess not all gordos are small below the belt eh? It's cause you're up north gotta store all that extra fat and meat for the winter ese. Keep warm guacha! Hey those mijas are fine..."

"When are you gonna let me get down with Gata?" Asked Paul. "I wouldn't mind dropping some cocamole on her faceadilla," Neto laughed having to admit that was a good one. "Whatever you say...Sweet Beefy!" He hwled with laughter and Mai chuckled and Ivan smirked as they looked at the tag as far as the title of the amature porn went. It said Me and friend having fun with Sweet Beefy.

That was something Aila had called him before. Lollipop,if I ever see you again, there's gonna be some punishment. Your cheeks are gonna be fifty shades of red when I'm done with you. He planned to be rough. She had thrown the gauntlet down on being a freak. He smirked to himself despite being embarrassed at the 'porn nickname cause of his body size. Sure his body type had been compared to a bear but the sweet part made it sound gay. So did the beefy part but she had that playful side to her. He could see her n ow laughing as she sucked on a lollipop.

He vowed to do some to serious revenge fucking with her. Perhaps some handcuffs and not letting her come until he allowed her. He thought darkly about the kind of oral he would lay on her too. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a lollipop? Just one...He thought as a mischievous grin crossed his face. He wondered how she and Dawn were. He also wondered about the woman he had lost his virginity to. A sexy woman of Cuban and Puerto Rican descent named Ramona. Man was she sexy. She had ass for days.

2006

Paul often crashed with Manny and sometimes Elizabeta but usually Manny however he was seldom home these days. Manny today, however had taken him over to a woman named Ramona's house because Famona daughter was a girl he was seeing plus her son was a member of the Lord's. They went into the back room to take care of some business and left Paul with Ramona. She was a pretty woman. Middle aged but aged well. She had short dark hair and wore silver hoop earrings.

She had brown skin and looked like your typical Caribbean woman. She had luscious lips and was possibly of at least partial African ancestry even if she looked more Brown. She was smoking a cigarete and sipping n a Cerveza. She sized up the young man quick. She asked him, ""Who the fuck are you? I never seen you here before. Did you get a kick out of looking at my ass?" She had a perfect ass. Big and round barrio booty. He didn't answer. He was panicked.

She walked to the table and pulled a lighter from her purse. "Come on, if you want to smoke..." She said. He stood there motionless. "Don't be scared. I don't bite..."

She told him to sit next to her and relax. She laughed at his nervousness. She puffed on the joint then asked if he wanted to shotgun. He didn't know what that was so he didn't answer. She put the joint in her mouth and kneeled in front of him. She blew so much smoke into his mouth it made him choke. His eyes became blurry with tears. He could hear her laughing telling him to hold the smoke on.

After the effects wore off, Maria told him to give her a shotgun so he could learn what to do with all the snoke. She sat on the couch and he stood of front of her putting the lit part of the joint in his mouth and closed his lips around it. Bent over to her ace and blew it in. She inhaled the smoke like a vacuum . Then she stuck her tongue out and licked his bottom lip. He jumped back, fell and burned his tongue on the joint. He gagged while she laughed at him hysterically. When she stopped laughing she asked " What's wrong? Just learning, huh? De donda eres, nunca te a via visto"

(Where are you from? I've never seen you before.)

He got off the floor and at directly across from her. He had encountered guns and drugs oiut here but the prospect of a woman paying attention to him made him almost scared enough he wanted to run back home to Canada and face whatever charges might await him there. But he was too nervous to do o, She sensed his nervousness.

"Handsome kid like you with green eyes like that? You Blanco or Puerto Rican?"

He finally answered saying, "..I'm mixed..." A lot of the Ricans had assumed he was cause of his skin color. He was a long way from South Eastern Canada. "Can't be Puerto Rican either," She said. "A Boricua ua me habia comido."

(A Puerto Rican would have already eaten me)

She got up and locked the door and then sat next to her and began asking questions he had no answer for. If I found her attractive, did he like her ass. He just nodded. The truth was, he had seen what her daughter looked like and she was better loking than her but the smell of cigarettes made him sick. "

He felt her hand rubbing his leg and she rested her hand on his groin and began squeezing. She then stopped. He was so nervous he couldn't move. She looked at him and said, "You're a virgin. I love virgins. I'm going to teach you everything you need to know about pleasing a woman."

She made all the moves for them. Never once did she open her eyes until they were finished. She taught him all about sex, She showed the pleasures of oral. She removed her blue jeans that just barely held that ass down. She held his head down as she instructed his every part of her was bare now except her breasts. He began to kiss down her stomach somewhat more relaxed as the high set in. He kissed around her oval navel and on it and his tongue flicked inside her. He'd always had that fetish and yet many had discouraged it saying that a navel was a dirty plus but he believed a woman's was cleaner than a man's. Luckily she tasted good. She giggled as she lay there letting him. "Oooh papi...you're learning already...now...just go a little lower..."

He began to taste her nether region. She guided him saying, "Women will fall in love with you if you do this to them right..." There was a small tuft of black pubic hair. Growing up looking at dirty magazines he was used to looking at shaved vaginas and had thought more natural ones were gross but somehow now he didn't especially as her pants were lowered and still partly on. He asked her if she was in love with him, a naive question. She giggled and said, "No, but with mpre practice anything can happen..." She advised, "Don't be so shy or you'll miss out on a lot of things."

He began to taste her nectar and she let out a breath as he went down on her. She grabbed his hair gently but firmly cursing in Spanish as his virgin tongue felt her womanhood. Before long she stopped him and kissed him again. This time, her breath was more like marijuana than cigarettes and that was somewhat more of a tolerable taste and smell. There was no condom but she took his stiff manhood and guided him in. She began to ride him guiding his cock inside her. He began to follow her lead feeling the wet sensation of her labia around his manhood as he thrust inside her. "Mmmmm Paulito...que bueno..." He began to thrust deeper inside her his hands slding into her top feeling her large breasts and he caressed her brown nipples. He put his hands around on her ass slapping it and she let out a yelp. "There you go..." She said with h a smile as he began to go deeper inside her.

Her top was a striped combination of black turquoise and purple. The latter two were colors he had seen back home a lot with traditional Haudenosaunee colors. He liked what was going on but he missed being home.

He thrust deeper into and he lifted her shirt which was the only thing still on her up as her large ass bounced up and down on his lap as she rode the teenager. He put his mouth on her right breast sucking on it and he felt her nipple harden. She parted her lips as she rode him and he fucked her harder. "Ahhh! Damelo duro...mi encanta..."

He didn't know how much longer he would last but he was doing better at his first time than he expected to. Twelve minutes later, it was all over with him losing it on her thighs. She got a wash rag and cleaned herself and him up.

"That wasnt bad for a first start...got me wet...you'll get better she said kissing him. He asked, "Does Manny know about this?"

She smiled saying, "I taught Manny what he knows too. He can teach you what you need about surviuving on the streets I can teach you all about love..." She eyed him and said, "But you're not Boricua. But your skin is too dark and beautiful to be a blanquito. So where are you really from? Cause yo don't seem to know much Spanish."

He said, "I'm Mohawk. Indian..from about six hours north of here..."

"Six hours? But that's Canada...oh..." She took a hit of the joint and then passed it to him. She gave him another shotgun before he did though and asked, "Are you in some kind of trouble?" He nodded. "Yeah...I can't get into it...look they told me it's better to just blend in..."

"Well...your secret's safe with me. A lot of Ricans here can't speak Espanol. And they got Taino Indian sangre. It aint the same but close enough if...that's what you gotta do. That's Spanish for blood by the way."

"Ypu'll keep my secret? Why? Not even Manny knows..."

"It's not my business beyond that but...hey...this is South Bohan, hon. You aint the only boy out here that's on the wrong side of the law. We'll take care of you here..." He smiled back at her and Manny emerged from the room. "Yo B you ready to roll out? Got some business we need to settle a few blocks from here. You down? Ready to roll with the big dogs?"

Paul nodded.

Ivan

2013

He and Vasily had patched up Leondre and saved his life. He didn't like touching another man's junk but he knew in his line of work sometimes it was about putting that aside and doing something for somebody other than yourself. He and Neto had not talked since. It had been two weeks. Now he found himself having just told Sugar what had happened with him and Grisha's sister as well as what Leondre had done. Her eyes were welled with tears. She slapped him. "You played me...I can't believe I thought you were different. I thought you were sophisticated...a gentlemen. You aint no better than these fools from Central!"

He put a hand on her arm. "Listen..." She screamed, "Don't touch me!" She shook her head. "You're a pig. And you saved Leondre's life? After he killed a child? Did you forget I lost a son to somebody like that?"

Leondre was on pain medication that Vasily had gotten for him. "I can't make any excuses for it, Suge...this war is ugly it's been ugly. He took my family I wanted to take his..."

Stone was sitting there as well sipping a brew. "I changed my mind,, L. You aint even fit to lead the homies here on Covenant. I got seniority over you but you're fucking up. Now we go way back but other than that that's as far as it goes. I won't kill you but I am taking back my turf. I run this shit now. You? The best I can do is set you up somewhere else where you can lay low till the heat dies down. But what you done did was too fucked up. You acted like a YG when you shot Demon's kid."

"Man, they call us all kinds of mayates, niggers this and that they kill innocents over here!"

"You think that gives you the right? You know he had adult members of his family you could have blasted on if you wanted to play it like that, right? He had a niece. The point is you killed a kid. And yeah Sugar is in better standing than you and the way she sees it you aint no different than the nigga that shot her baby when that happened. See I may not like Demon but I can tell you one thing...cause we've been in the same pens. He would have never blasted on any child from over here. And whatever victory you think you won for our side? Whatever you may think about the war between us and the Ese's? nigga you just gave them more justification than they ever had to hate us. Man, fuck a Carson bitch spray painting a Latino in the face with spray paint and fuck some Tranny niggas ripping off the vagos in Rancho for their weight. You killed a you think the cholos tripped hard over nine duece what the fuck you think the're gonna be like over an OG losing a kid? You ainyt even accidentally shoot him. You did that on purpose."

"Aint this a bitch? I should kill you right now. Trying to ursurp me when I gave you back turf when you got outta the pen?!" Leondre pointed his pistol at Stone'ds chin. Sugar withdrew her firearm and several other OCB members drew down on Leondre. "You can't give me what's already mine. It was always gonna be temporary unless I never got out or I bit the dust," Stone said softly. Sugar growled, "Stone, just say the word and I'll drop this motherfucker right here right now..."

"Hey, man K Low was with me...je was driving!" Exclaimed Leondre. "Yeah?" Stone said eyeing him carefully. "Well I'll be having a talk with him too. He could get a violation for that shit. The only reason you're not getting one is you're too banged up already. But you are banned from the hood. I'll give you what money you need to stay soewhere else. But your Covenant Avenue privilleges is done. I can't ban you from LS if you got homiers from East Side or even Leela's man out in Strawberry I suggest you start making calls. Cause you aint staying here anymore."

"You serious? After all I did for the hood?!"

"Look you did but you're going crazy, blood. The thing is if you would have died that day fighting Demon you would have had honor. OG versus OG. You would have been a hood legend. Now? They done tok your manhood after you killed a kid. Plus I found out from one of the homies the only reason you aint go into shock and die when they clipped your balls is cause you was hitting the sherm and riding the night train with your dumb ass. You been using like crazy ever since OD died."

Leondre stormed off. "I'll be back!" He vowed. "All you traitorous bitches done fucked up!" Ivan said,"Come on, I';ll give you a ride. calm down. We'll get something to eat...neither one of us are wanted around here."

Sugar turned to Stone, "If either one of them comes through here again, I'ma shoot em..." She growled. "You'te just angry girl and I get that but Baba Yaga aint did wrong by you he was just trying to stand by his homeboy. As it is we can't afford to lose that Russian connect and I don't need a war with Grisha. So if you were gonna do that I'd say make it look like somebody else did it..." She vowed, "I will."

"No, you won't," He told her. "You're not thinking clearly. You're pissed off. Liable to make choices that take a few seconds that could haunt you forever. Just do some thinking on this."

She glared as Ivan and Leondre departred. "I'm sorry..." Ivan told her. When he was out of sight she shook her head. "I'll never forgive him."

Mai

Set Up

She looked at the Laotian gang member. "What do you need us to do?"

"We need you to go to a party full of Bi Ho's"

Mai, being bisexual herself, raised her eyebrows in anger. "Excuse me?" She asked. "Nah, hold on..." Romeo said. "That's the name we gave them. It just rhymes and they're ready to fight whenever they hear it so it's gotta mean we're doing something right if you ask me."

"So you're sending the women to go after the wolves is that it?"

Gina overheard this too. "Yeah, why do the homegirls gotta be sent in? We always do this kind of shit and half the time, bitches get raped doing this shit. I don't want that to happen. Or we get killed. And what do you do you just go back to the hood and count your losses. Fuck that."

"Look, Mai is ex military, alright? You'll be safe in her hands. She won't let somebody fuck you up. We'll be right behind you ready to light those gay rag fuckers up," Stated T Mart. "First off," Mai said. "Just because I did serve doesn't make me your errand girl. I better start to see some money outta this. Second, it doesn't matter what my skills are. Because if you're outnumbered, it doesn't matter how skilled you are or how unskilled they are. I'm still mortal. Lastly, if you can give me even one reason why the boys never have to go into a rival hood and try and seduce the ladies as a way to get back then maybe I'll consider it. All though if you can answer that question we'll still have a fourth problem."

"Come on, are you serious?" Asked Thomas. "Đàn ông ở các khu phố khác bảo vệ phụ nữ của họ. Họ nhanh chóng thu hút một cô gái từ nhóm khác nhưng họ không muốn chia sẻ chúng. Bên cạnh đó, giống như thế hay không, chúng tôi là một nền văn hoá gia trưởng giống như hầu hết thế giới đều là gia trưởng và cũng được phản ánh trong đội ngũ của chúng tôi. Vì vậy, những kẻ trên đầu sẽ không phải đàn ông đàn ông."

(Men in other neighborhoods are protective of their women. They're quick to screw a girl from another clique but they don't want to share theirs. Besides, like it or not, we are a patriarchal culture just like most of the world is patriarchal and that's reflected in our crews too. So the guys on top will be men not women.)

Mai rolled her eyes. "Bạn có bằng chứng nào cho thấy phần lớn thế giới là gia trưởng? Tôi đã đến nhiều quốc gia trong thời gian tôi ở trong quân đội. Họ không chỉ gửi bạn đến các vùng lãnh thổ thù địch bạn đi đến các căn cứ ở các quốc gia đồng minh. Và tôi đã ở xung quanh tất cả các loại văn hoá và có cả những người theo mẫu hệ nữa."

( What proof do you have that most of the world is patriarchal? I've been to multiple countries during my time in the military. They don't just send you to hostile territories you go to bases in allied countries too. And I've been around all kinds of cultures and there are matriarchal societies too.)

The younger Vietnamese replied, "Có lẽ bạn có thể chỉ ra một vài nền văn hóa ở đây và ở khắp nơi trên thế giới. Nhưng chủ yếu, không phải vậy. Tôi không biết liệu nó có chủ ý hay vì nó không hoạt động. Yeah ở Mỹ bạn có Hopi và Irouois và Haida và họ đã được nhưng hầu hết không. Ở châu Á bạn có một số ở đây và ở đó ở Trung Quốc nhưng chủ yếu, không. Và ở châu Phi, đất nước duy nhất mà tôi có thể đặt tên là có một bộ tộc mẫu hệ là Ghana. Hãy nhìn, tôi không nói rằng tôi đồng ý với nó nó chỉ là nó như thế nào," He then added in English. "And yeah I might have only been in the US and Vietnam but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out."

(Look maybe you can point to a few cultures here and there around the world that are. But mostly, it's not. I don't know if it's intentional or because it doesn't work. Yeah in America you got the Hopi and the Iroquois and the Haida and they were but most weren't. In Asia you have some here and there in China but mostly, no. And in Africa the only country I can name that has a ton of matriarchal tribes is Ghana. Look, I aint saying I agree with it it's just how it is.)

"Figure what out?" Asked T Mart. "Care to share with the rest of the class, homie?"

"No. You want a translation, ask Baby Face," Baby Face said, "Yeah but I can't remember all that verbatim homie I'm fucked up...this is some good shit..." He said passing the blunt to Cherry. "Fuck you," TV replied. "I don't try and evesdrop on you when you speak Tagalog with Cherry so you don't need to know what I say with Mai or with Baby Face or Romeo."

"Hold on that's fucked up..." Cherry stated. "Cause T Mart translates for all of us in Spanish whenever the Vagos are up to something."

"That's different. That's a colonial language. We were colonized by Americans and the French," Stated TV. "Yeah but none of us need an English translation," Protested Stated Gina as she was of Korean and Vietnamese descent. She looked more Korean but was culturally closer to Vietnamese."

TV chuckled with a crooked grin. "You want me to give you French translations? We could give you that," T Mart scoffed, "Does it look like we're in fuckin Teranto or New Arcadia, bitch? No! We're in LS. Besides, I tell you what the enemies say on the streets r even if I just hear some regular Mexicans and you ant me to listen in I tell you just to make sure they're just regular people."

"Yeah cause we need to know that shit, fool. Why are you making it such a big deal?" Asked Romeo. "Because you're my homies and the least you could do is tell me."

"He's right," Mai said. "We shouldn't be bogged down by which country we're from. I don't agree with everything DNB stands for. That's why I'm not a member but I do agree with the original intent. Protect yourself from predatory Americans. Cause despte what me and Romeo were ytalking about, more Vietnamese came from my side of Vietnam than his. These were guys that fought on the side of the US and still got treated like shit when they got over here. How crazy can you be? A country opposes a war calls Vietnam veterans baby killers yet when the people who come here from that country arrive we get treated like shit."

"You almost sound like you aint a patriot so much anymore," Observed Gina. "It's not that. look...white guys love America because of what it has done for them. I think people like us, and other minorities, people of color, we love in in spite of what it gives us."

"Yeah but the thing is they got called all those names when they got over here, right? Maybe they wouldn't have called us that if more Northerners came over," Said Romeo with a grin. Mai disagreed. "They would have hated us no matter what. Prior to the late 60's, the only time you really saw Vietnamese in America was if you were a wife of some of the early soldiers that went over there to help the French who came back home on leave with their wives."

"Yep. Even back then, bitches all over pink dick," Baby Face snorted. Cherry rolled her eyes. "Oh please says the guy who's all over a pretty brunette with blue eyes? What was her ancestry again? Didn't you find out she was French?" Baby Face said, "Yeah but I'm the exception not the rule. You're the rule. And I'll tell you what Mai and Tommy were arguing about. They were saying about matriarchal cultures and patriarchal cultures. And why sending dudes into a rival hood wouldn't work cause it doesn't work like that."

Romeo nodded sneering, "Vâng, bạn biết khi nào phụ nữ sẽ có được bình đẳng? Khi tỉ lệ kết hôn giảm. Bạn phải chứng minh bản thân. Nguyên nhân bây giờ tôi có nghĩa là tôi thích phụ nữ của chúng tôi nhưng hầu hết người Mỹ gốc Á không phải là những kẻ phản bội. Đó là lý do tại sao tôi thậm chí sẽ không fuck với họ nếu họ được sinh ra ở các tiểu bang."

(Yeah you know when females will get equality? When the out marriage rate goes down. You gotta prove yourselves. Cause right now I mean I like our women but most Asian Americans are nothing but traitors. That's why I won't even fuck with them if they were born in the states. )

Mai was angered by this. It was true that she had dated white men and had slept with black guys before but she had also dated Asians too in High School. "Vậy thì tốt nhất bạn đừng hẹn hò với phụ nữ Việt Nam bởi vì rất nhiều chúng tôi đã làm điều đó."

(Well then you better not date Vietnamese women because a lot of us have done that.)

"Tin tôi, tôi không. Tôi không sao với phụ nữ Hàn Quốc và phụ nữ Nhật Bản. Hơn cả tiếng Việt. Đừng làm cho tôi sai Tôi tự hào là những gì tôi là nhưng phụ nữ Việt Nam của ngày hôm nay là một trò đùa. Bạn di chuyển ra khỏi Mỹ chỉ để được với những kẻ da trắng. "Kết hôn" Không phải là những gì họ gọi nó là gì? Tôi vẫn muốn có một phụ nữ Việt Nam từ Việt Nam hơn ở đây nhưng vẫn còn."

(Believe me, I don't. I'm okay with Korean women and Japanese women. More than Vietnamese. Don't get me wrong I'm proud to be what I am but the Vietnamese women of today are a joke. You move out of America just to be with white guys. "Marrying up" Isn't that what they call it? I'd still rather have a Vietnamese woman from Vietnam than here but still.)

"Tổng quát nhiều? Ngoài Nhật Bản và Hàn Quốc cũng vậy. Làm thế nào bạn sẽ hành động như họ không?"

( Generalize much? Besides Japanese and Koreans do that too. How are you going to act like they don't?)

"Họ làm. Nhưng hầu hết là phụ nữ Nhật Bản và Hàn Quốc là sinh viên nhập cư trao đổi làm điều đó bẽn lẽn. Họ là những người bán hàng. Những người trung thành và trung thành ở nhà có khuynh hướng kết hôn ít hơn. Tôi không phủ nhận người Nhật và Hàn Quốc làm điều đó. Nhưng Trung Quốc và Việt Nam làm nhiều hơn. Lý luận rằng Trung Quốc và Việt Nam là những nước nghèo vì vậy họ là những con điếm đào vàng mà dường như kết hôn. Tommy nói rằng chế độ gia trưởng là khoảng hơn matriarchy và ông nói đúng. Điều cũng đúng là nam giới kết hôn và phụ nữ kết hôn. Nhật Bản và Hàn Quốc là những quốc gia giàu có nên chắc chắn rằng sinh viên trao đổi là một số sellouts nhưng đồng thời, không có khuyến khích tài chính như với phụ nữ Việt Nam và Trung Quốc và Philippines," Replied the gang leader.

( They do. But mostly Japanese and Korean women that are immigrant exchange students do that bullshit. They're the sellouts. The true and loyal ones that are at home tend to marry out less. I'm not denying Japanese and Koreans do it. But Chinese and Vietnamese do it more. The logic being that China and Vietnam are poor countries so they're gold digging whores that look to go marry up. Tommy said that patriarchy is around more than matriarchy and he's right. What's also true is that men marry down and women marry up. Japan and Korea are wealthy countries so sure the exchange students are some sellouts but at the same time, there's not that financial incentive like with Vietnamese and Chinese and Filipina women)

"Hey I heard the word Phillipines. What the fuck!" Growled T Mart.

"Romeo, bạn quên mất hai điều. Đúng là đàn ông kết hôn và phụ nữ kết hôn. Đó là điều tôi thực sự sẽ cho những người đàn ông tín nhiệm vì ít hời hợt hơn chúng tôi. Nhưng đừng quên rằng những người đàn ông giàu có ở Trung Quốc cũng có khuynh hướng kết hôn với phụ nữ Đông Nam Á và Châu Phi gần đây hơn kể từ khi Trung Quốc tiến vào châu Phi."

(Romeo, you forgot two things. It's true that men marry down and women marry up. That's something I'll actually give men credit for as being less superficial than us on. But don't forget that rich men in China also tend to marry South East Asian women and Africns more recently since China is moving into Africa. )

"Bạn có thể lỗi chúng tôi vào thứ hai nhưng không phải là người đầu tiên. Đó vẫn là chúng ta kết hôn với riêng một người châu Á khác. Người đàn ông châu Á thường kết hôn với người châu Á. Cho dù chúng ta về nhà hay ở phía tây. Chúng tôi trung thành hơn bạn."

( You can fault us on the second one but not the first one. That's still us marrying our own just a different kind of Asian. Asian men still usually marry Asians. Whether we're back home or in the west. We're more loyal than you.)

"Tại sao bạn lại cho tôi đến đây và làm việc cho bạn nếu bạn nghĩ về tôi? Tốt hơn các cô gái ở nhà? Tại sao bạn thậm chí có họ để chiến đấu cho khu phố của bạn nếu bạn nghĩ rằng ít hơn trong số họ?" Demanded the IAA agent.

(Why do you let me come here and work for you if you think that about me?Better yet the home girls? Why do you even have them fighting for your neighborhood if you think less of them?)

"Vâng, không giống như những cô gái trao đổi ngoại hối, các cô gái nhà không có khả năng làm tốt hơn so với ở đây. Và đó không phải là tôi. Đó là trên cùng một loại người mà rất nhiều phụ nữ của chúng tôi chạy đến. Những người mà họ hướng tới để có một cuộc sống tốt đẹp hơn ở phương tây là những người mà chúng ta vẫn có những khu ổ chuột xung quanh đây và người Samoa cũng không chỉ là người da đen và người Mexicans," He replied.

(Well, unlike these foreign exchange bitches, the home girls aint likely to ever do better than around here. And that's not on me. That's on the same kind of people that a lot of our women run to. The people they turn to for a better life in the west are the same ones that still have ghettos around here for us and the Samoans too not just the blacks and the Mexicans.)

He then said, "Tôi cũng sẽ nói với bạn một điều nữa. Ở đây chúng ta có thể là đồng minh nhưng tôi không thích bạn. Cha của bạn đã chiến đấu cho QLVNCH. Và bạn là người Hmong. Một nhóm phản bội. Bạn có lợi ích riêng của mình ở đây trên đường phố nhưng nếu nó không phải là cho những kỹ năng bạn mang đến cho bảng, tôi sẽ giết bạn và Jill. Tôi chịu đựng hai bạn nhưng tôi không có tình yêu cho một trong hai bạn. Lamar Davis thật tuyệt nhưng không phải bạn. Tôi biết bạn là bạn cùng phòng với Azteca. Không thể tin được ai đó như thế."

(I'll tell you another thing too. Out here we may be allies but I don't like you. Your father fought for the ARVN. And you're Hmong. A group of traitors. You have your own interests here on the streets but if it wasn't for what skills you bring to the table,I'd kill you and Jill. I tolerate the two of you but I got no love for either one of you. Lamar Davis is cool but not you. I know you're room mates with an Azteca. Can't trust somebody like that.)

"Bạn có thể không thích tôi. Tôi không quan tâm. Nhưng theo chế độ gia trưởng và chế độ mẫu hệ thì sao? Bạn nên biết rằng dù là người Châu Âu hay các nước xung quanh khác, một chiến binh bảo vệ nhân dân của chúng tôi xứng đáng được tôn vinh và trong những ngày mà Trung Quốc cổ đại xâm chiếm chúng tôi, đó là những phụ nữ dẫn đầu cuộc chiến. Quốc gia chống lại họ. Vì vậy, ngay cả khi nền văn hoá hiện đại không mang tính mẫu hệ thì đó là thời điểm đó."

(You can dislike me. I don't care. But as far as patriarchy and matriarchy goes? You should know that whether it's Europeans or other surrounding countries, a warrior that defended our people deserves honor and in the days when ancient China invaded us it was women who lead the fight. Nationalist resistance against them. So even if modern culture is not matriarchal it was back then.)

Jill had arrived and Cherry and Gina were ready as well. Cherry wore a white shoulder less top and a black miniskirt and Gina wore a pink midriff top and blue jeans skirt. The four foot eleven Asian woman looked good as did Cherry. There was another Asian that stood at five one. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes and she wore a dark blue almost gray denim jacket over a black blouse with a silver heart on it made of glitter plus denim blue jeans. "That's the homegirl Tina," Introduced Baby Face.

Tina hailed from Hanoi. 33C-24-34 was her measurements.

The next homegirl was five feet and three quarters of an inch. She was from Saigon. She had blonde dyed hair but was a natural brunette and there was even some brown streaks in her hair still. Her eyes were brown and she wore a blue and white checkered shirt a lot like the female Mexican gangsters but it was tied in a knot cowgirl style and unlike the pachucas, there was no wife beater emulating male gangsters as many did. She had a silver belly piercing, one in the hole itself and one in the skin just above it. Her measurements was 32D-24-32. She was lighter skinned than the rest of them. Her name was Jayna.

The next gang member was from Ho Chi Minh and she stood at five two. Her hair was black and her eyes were brown. She wore a white shoulder less blouse that exposed her ample cleavage and a short black miniskirt. Her name was Rachel. Her measurements were 33D-24-30 and she had smooth creamy legs. Her skin was golden brown. She was twenty three years old.

The last of them was a woman named Kimmy. She was twenty four standing at 5'5 and of a close to but slightly lighter skin tone than Rachel. Her skin was more yellowish tan than golden brown She was 36C-24-32. She wore a gray blouse tied in a knot similar to Jayna. She also had a white and black plaid miniskirt. If Mai didn't know she was on the clock herself she would be lusting after each of these women herself. When it came to men, Mai usually went for men that were older or the same age for relationships and younger men for just casual sex but with women any age went.

"I get that we going into the Psychos hood to set them up but why do we gotta take the snow ho with us?" Asked Cherry beckoning at Jill who wore a blue tube top and a black miniskirt. Jill scowled, "That's racist!"

"I can't be racist against you, stupid. Mai told me racism is power plus prejudiced. I don't have more power than you."

"Can't we all just get along?" Asked Jill. "Nah but you're creeping up in the hood fucking our homeboys..."

"So what? You guys go for white guys all the time. Is it really wrong if he shows an interest in me? Besides we haven't done anything. And i don't believe the myth about East Asian men. They're not emasculated nerds."

"We don't consider them emasculated nerds, bitch. That's your people that created that stereotype."

Romeo held his hands up. "I aint touching this one..." All though he despised Caucasian males and females, he knew that Jill had somewhat of a point but he was not about to defend her. Baby Face said, "Look though it is true what we were talking about earlier. Besides, Cherry you got down with Asian dudes and brothers."

"I thought they're only brothers to each other and we're supposed to call each other brother?" Asked T Mart. "You know each group is brother to their own?"

"Well if anybody was going to go for that side, it would have to be a Filipina..." Cracked Gina with a smile earning a middle finger from Cherry.

"True. Asian features, Spanish last name, black booty. And skin as brown as a Mexican."

Mai rolled her eyes, "Guys are we gonna do this or what?"

"Actually, it's good we have Jill around..." Stated Gina. "A couple of us aint dressed like gangsters and she aint either," The half Korean half Vietnamese woman sized up Jill's wardrobe saying, "You look like you're on the way to the club. Which is good."

"Wait though now I'm not so sure I should go. I know Romeo doesn't care what happens to me and now probably neither does Cherry."

"That's right, I don't care," Growled the Filipina chick. Jill smiled back at her. "You know we don't all think Asian men are emasculated nerds either. Newspapers in the 1920's used to describe Filipino men were hot little rabbits and that we liked them for that reason."

With that, Cherry pulled out a switchblade but Gina got in her way. "Calm down. We got bigger fish to fry."

Jill looked at Mai. "How is this a good idea though? I heard some girls get raped doing this and killed..."

"I won't let that happen..." Promised Mai. "You said yourself that if there's too many of them, military epirience doesn't help."

"If it comes to it...this may not be what you want to hear but if we get overrun I'll save a bullet for you and me. That'd be only after I knew there was no way out and I'd still make sure and take several of them with us before I did."

Romeo shook his head. "Look, we're not gonna leave you hanging like that. Besides, Jill coming along is actually gonna make it more convincing. What Bi Ho is gonna believe that you're setting them up for us?"

Mai admitted, "He's got a point," Kimmy nodded with a smile hspeaking in a Vietnamese accent. "And we're not dressed like gangster girl. We're just ready to party like rockstars, yeah?"

"Exactly. If anything since we aint set them up in a long time, these dumb asses will probably think they can recruit you into their set," He looked at Jill and said, "You they'd probably just wanna bust a train on but then who knows they might think you could be a soldier too. But girls that lay on their back don't get respect."

Mai knew Romeo was talking about Cherry too who was just out of ear shot. Jill, Cherry and Gina got into Mai's car. They began to drive to the Psychos hood. "We're going to Anna Casa and GOH. That's the Psychos hood," Instructed Gina.

"I'm on it..." Stated Mai as she began to head East. She put the radio on and the song My Vag by Awkwafina As they drove, Mai had a question. "Ojutta curiousity, do any of you evert run acros anybody from CGF?"

"What's it to you?" Asked Gina with suspiscion. Jill pointed out, "We have..."

"Plus you know, Da Nang Boyz claim Families so..."

"

"Yeah but everybody in the Families don't get along with each other," Cherry corrected.

"Don't know anybody from DNFG. Don't like anybody from Carson. And any Baller hood is on our shit list..." Gina stated.

"But yeah we're cool with CGF. Mainly Lamar. He's kind of a shit talking charmer but you know he's got ambitions too," Cherry said with a smile.

"They usually fail," Mai said with a smirk. "You heard about him and a friend kidnapping some hot shot from Covenant Avenue to try and hold him for ransom right? Maybe they could have pulled it off if Lamar hadn't used a cell phone to try and call. So they had to let him go."

"Wait how do you know about that?" Asked Cherry, a look of confusion in the Pacific Islander's eyes. Mai lied. "A lot of people are talking about it even the LSPD. They almost got him. They said three black males were wanted in suspicion with a murder. And even though the police can't tie in anybody to the scene they still evesdrop on street conversation but that's all hearsay."

"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd swear you were a cop youself, Mai..." Stated Gina. "What the fuck are you talking about? I may not have snorted blow but you've all seen what I can do. What I have done!" Mai said with offense in her tone but in her mind she started to worry. "Hey, I did say if I didn't know better but I do. Chill..." Stated Gina. "Besides, I'd have more reason to think Jill was a UC than you."

Cherry disagreed. "Nah, if the knockos or whoever else was gonna try and get somebody to infiltrate us it'd be Mai not Jill."

Jill rolled her eyes. "Look, I've commited '187's too. Maybe not with any of yoy just yet but I will nbe tonight and Mai has seen what I've done so has Clyde."

"It's not just that..." Stated Cherry. "You also don't have military training. Mai does. A lot of pigs are ex military. It makes sense that a lot of them go into the police. They got the same kind of chain of command, they got the same kind of code of silence, same machismo culture, one hand washes the other, -use-the-same-tactics-as-the-people-we-fight- against thing going on."

"Yeah but a lot of veterans turn to crime too. This country...you know I may not look at the war the same way as Romeo does or America but if there's one thing I don't like about it is that we really do leave veterans out to dry. Not just for being homeless but look at how many come back with mental problems from the war. We're asked to do things that most people couldn't do. A lot of times we only have a split second to determine whether or not somebody has a cell phone detonator. Or whether that baby wearing a diaper is carrying a bomb. And I gotta tell ya. In either Iraq or back in Vietnam, like my dad told me from his expirience babies over there don't even wear diapers."

"I'm sorry to hear that..." Jill said softly. "Yeah, that's fucked up..." Gina observed. "So what are you supposed to do when you see that?"

Mai let out an exasperated sigh. "Well, ideally, if it's a remote detonated bomb in the diaper we would try and look for somebody with the detonator but you can't always see everybody. That's the thing people aren't wearing uniforms over there. The civilians look like the hostiles and the hostiles look like the civilians. Yeah, it was the same back in Quang Tri in the 60's and 70's but the Viet Cong were guerillas but you had VNA too. So at least with that you knew what you were dealing with. But...a lot of the time you don't have the luxury of being able to see whatever...piece of shit parent would use their child as a weapon. So a lot of the times...they had to be shot. Not only to save the lives of our side but any civilians that might have been on the street," After all...She thought. It's not like when somebody declares a fatwa and plans to blow themselves up on a public street they warn all civilians to get out of the way...

Jill looked at Mai. "Did you...kill any...?" Cherry and Gina also looked at Mai looking for an answer.

"We're here..." They got out. A dark red Oracle also pulled up just down the street from them and Tia, Jayna, Rachel and Kimmy got out and began to strut their stuff. Mai and the others began to do the same. They made their way past a noisy house full of partying gang members. "Hey girl how you doing?" Whistled a Camboadian American gang member wearing a dark gray shirt and a black baseball cap turned backwards. He had a 40 in his hand. He and two friends, one an overweight male wearing a gray windbreaker over a white T, and another a guy with slicked back hair who was shorter and darker skinned than both of them who wore long jean shorts and knee high socks.

"Where you lovely ladies off to tonight?"

"We're headed to a club."

"What club?" Asked the Psycho in a ball cap. "Cause i know all the clubs around here and I definitly aint seen no milfy types up in there before."

Mai chuckled. "Don't you gotta be a mother to be a milf?" The gang member snickered, "I mean you just look the type. Even she looks like she could be a cougar someday but you're like what a cougar looks like when she's still young," He said looking at Jill. Jill smiled at that.

"Well, this is a secret club..."

"Aint no secret clubs in the Beach, baby. Not with us..."

"Alright, look..." Mai said. "We were going to a club but we got blown off. Now, we're meeting up to try and think of another plan. Maybe we'll hit Vinewood..."

"Yeah but this is a bad neighborhood to just be wandering around in."

A couple of Psycho girls saw the eight women and scowled. "These bitches aint from here."

"Cool out, Mikayla. They're just lost."

Another gang member walked up looking at Mai. "You gotta be Hmong, huh. What country?" Mai replied, "Vietnam."

The gang member nodded as he took a hit of a joint. "I'm from Burma myself. Fucked up shit that's going on over there."

Mai felt guilt about what she was about to do. After all, as an IA agent she killed lots of people the same as she had a soldier and as a hitwoman for various Los Santos underground organizations but she hadn't killed too many of her own yet. Even among her cultural peers in the Da Nang Boyz, most of them weren't Hmong all though Mao the Laotian who she had rescued from the Vagos was. He didn't talk much about his homeland. She did hope to change that.

"Yeah...I was born in America..but I don't forget where I'm from..."

"Yeah I can tell you from here but they're from the homeland huh..." He said referring to Rachel, Tia, Kimmy and Jayna.

The black capped gang member said, "Look this neighborhood is dangerous. All kinds of bad dudes out here. Why don't you come party with us. We'll make sure you get home safe and sound to Rockford Hills or wherever you're from."

"I don't know, I'd have to talk it over with my friends..."

Mai and the others pretended to be talking. "So we got our guns ready right?"

Cherry and Gina nodded. "We got ours in our purse..." Jayna stated, "I got one on me, don't worry. Besides, the homeboys should be along soon..." Stated the thick accented Vietnamese girl. Tia and Rachel each had a pistol stashed up in their bras. "What about you?" Asked Kimmy. "Don't worry about me..." Declared the IAA agent who wore a black leather jacket over a black blouse made of lace and a black leather miniskirt with leggings.

"Alright, we'll come to your party."

They were let into the house where several female gang members clad in varying outfits sporting the color gray mad dogged them.

"So I didn't get

Like A G6 by Far East Movement played on the stereo. A few female gang members eyed each other and then a couple of the Cambodian gangsters and said something in Khmer. Mai noticed some male gang members playing cards in the kitchen drinking beers and smoking blunts. "Ush...ush..." One of them called out. "Hey when's Buddha coming on through, man?"

"Don't sweat it, man he'll be here..." Assured a South East Asian gangster with longer black hair and a gray rag tied around his forehead.m

They began to dance and to the dismay of the female Psychos, many of the Da Nang Girls were dancing with the males. It didn't even matter that they didn't know they were rivals they weren't too cool with outsiders creeping up and trying to get at their men. It wasn't even a matter of them being from outta town or foreigners. It was that they were foreigners who stayed in a different hood than this one.

Tia was dancing and grinding with a Cambodian gang member with strong Asian features but skin so dark he was darker than many blacks who had a shaved head and a sleeve of tattoos. Among one of them was a tattoo that said DNBK. For that reason, Mai had concern for the well being of the Vietnamese gangster. He seemed to be none the wiser though, as she grinded her butt against his lap.

They turned out the lights and suddenly the effects of a crystal ball turned on and a lot of the gang members started getting out glow sticks in the dark. Some were dropping E too and she noticed Cherry and Gina being offered it. Shit! She hadn't gone to a club herself in a long time in reality but she remembered one thing about her culture and especially women on the west coast was that many liked to do the whole rave thing just as much as the white girls if not more.

She couldn't afford to see them being on E. Luckily, rather than taking the pill, Gina kissed the gang member she was with and Cherry did the same. Two Cambodian females approached. "Hold on...what do you think you're doing?" Demanded a female gang member lifting up her shirt revealing a 10mm. "Leia, calm the fuck down."

"But hold on. they..."

"Bitch get outta here! You're fucking up my vibe!" Screamed the gang member. "We fucked one time that doesn't make us an item!"

Mai and Jill also began to dance with much younger men. Mai danced with the Hmong man. She already felt guilt enough but now he was talking to her. "Li ntawd, koj tsis tau mus rau Nyab Laj, huh?"

(So you've never been to Vietnam, huh?)

Even though Mai was born in the west and he was born back in Asia, Neto would have said this guy would be an equivilant to an Asian paisa. He had explained to her the significance of that word when Chicanos or Mexicans nationals called each other this. It was a way to say countrymen or women. A brother or sister of your homeland. The Italians said Paisan and the Mexicans said Paisa which was short for Paisano or Paisana. Of course, the root word itself, Pais meant country so it made sense. With Asians, the term was FOB even if you got here off a plane. Mai was not a FOB in that sense ut to this guy it didn't't seem to matter and to Hmong's it didn't matter. This side of the ocean or that. Hmong was Hmong. Your citizenship didn't matter.

"Tsis muaj, kuv yeej tsis tau. Tej zaum ib hnub. Koj puas tau?"

(no, I never have. Maybe one day. Have you?)

"Yog. Nws txias. Nws yog ib qho kev mus txawv tebchaws ua rau nws tsis tau ua phem li ib lub tebchaw Asmeslivkas thiab kev ntseeg ntuj yuav tsum muaj kev ywjpheej ntawd, tabsis tom qab ntawd kuv pom cov niam tsev ntes rau kev ntseeg. Lawv ntes neeg rau kev coj ua neeg los yog ua Christian. Nws yog fucked li. Lawv ua rau peb hauv Hanoi, hauv tebchaws Los Tsuas thiab hauv Burma. Txhua yam vim peb tsis yog Communist."

(Yeah. It was cool. It's kind of a trip cause it's never been as bad of a socialist country as North Korea and religion is supposed to be free there but then I see motherfuckers getting arrested for religion. They arrest people for being traditional or being Christian. It's fucked up. They do it to us in Hanoi, in Laos and in Burma. All because we're not Communists.)

Mai really hated herself now. This kid may have been in a gang but he was smart. He in fact looked like he could be a book worm but he had likely gotten down with the neighborhood for protection.

Just then, the black capped gang member from before walked up. "Hey, I been noticing you and the snow bunny been dancing near each other for a dykes or something?"

"Do I look blonde to you?" Asked Jill with a scowl. "Nah but you probably could be. Een among yourselves you don't accept the brunettes."

"Yeah maybe we are..." Mai said. "Maybe we're not."

"If she was a lesbian why would she dance with me?" Asked the Hmong Psycho.

"Because you're both Hmong, Ricky. It aint rocket science."

"Ever heard of bi's?"

"Yeah. What you trying to say, are you bi?"

"You got a problem with that?"

"Ugh, bro you brought lesbians in here..." Groaned a woman of Southern Chinese descent. "Shut up," Commanded the clique leader. "All rioght prove it. Let us see a little something something."

Mai turned to Jill, "You up for this?" The gang members put on the song You Ca Do It by Ice Cube. "Come on, mami shake that ass!" Cried a gang member. Mai whispered in Jil's ear, "Our sexuality is a weapon. Men can use rape as a weapon we can use seduction. You gotta strut your stuff. It doesn't mean anything..."

They both got up on top of a table and they began to dance grinding against each other. The male gang members started making it rain. Meanwhile, Gina, Cherry, and the four Vietnamese girls in the gang were making out with some of the members and Rachel was even getting ready to go in a room and get it on. Mai did a spinning dance turn on the table while Jill gyrated towards her lifting her black skirt up a bit to reveal more of her creamy thighs . Mai began to remove her jacket and she slyly scooped up the money as they did that but she put them in her bra as she began to tie her shirt in a knot.

The Asian gangster in the ball cap shook a beer up and sprayed them both soaking them. Jill made a high pitched yelp and one of the gangster's homies said to him, "Tôi tự hỏi nếu đó là cách cô ấy âm thanh khi cô ấy đang bị đập?" This earned a chuckle from him. Jill did not know what was said but Mai did.

(I wonder if that's how she sounds when she's getting pounded?)

They both began to strip as more men tossed cash at them and even some of the females got into it and started doing this. Jill lost the top revealing a white bra and her bulging breasts were soaked from under her top. She lifted her shirt up more and Mai trailed a hand up her soft skin on her stomach. Jill was somewhat uncomfortable both in the scenario and at Mai touching her but at the same time, she also liked the attention both from the males and from Mai herself. Mai kissed her and this got a string of whoops and cheers from the Tiny Psychos. Jill's eyes widened but she went along with it. Mai removed her own top to reveal her black bra. She began to shake her ass twerking.

Mai got on all fours crawling as she jacked her ass up and down grinding her hips.

Mai told Jill, "Just follow my lead...this'll be over soon..." They were soon ass to ass on the table. "Hell yeah!" Screamed one of the gang members as they grinded their ample asses into each other. "Best party ever!" Cried a gang member.

They heard the sound of a Burrito pulling up outside and Mai saw the headlights flash. Mai grabbed Jill and cried out, "DOWN!" The sound of automatic fire interrupted the party and at least eight Psychos were hit right off the bat. The window was shot out and the door was kicked in. T Mart was the first through the door firing an M3. He hit a Psycho right in the center of his chest. The blast took out a chunk of his pecks and he went down bleeding all over the floor.

Romeo was next through the door with an AK-47 which he sprayed dropping two male Psychos and three females with a fifteen round burst. Mao came in as well brandishing two Uzis which the Laotian had been firing from outside the house too. Mai and Jill stayed on the ground as bodies were shredded by the rounds. TV was carrying to Berettas and firing them like a western cowboy and at least six gang members fell from the Vietnamese gangsters shots. Males and female voices screamed in panic.

Just before this had happened, Tia had been in the bathroom riding a man on the toilet. He had a condom on of course and the Cambodian gangster, a man of about five seven with dark brown skin and eyes with the typical Epicanthic fold. "You want me to take you to heaven?!" Cried the Vietnamese gangster as she rod him cowgirl. "Yeah baby...take me to heaven..."

She began to pump harder on him and he squeezed her bare breasts as she rode his manhood and he sucked on her other breast. She moaned as she rode him circling her hips and he slapped her ass. "Oooh shit...!" She moaned as her entrance wrapped around his dick. "You like to party with me big boy...?" She purred. He was hitting her g spot. She was playing a deadly game with her level of dedication.

As she heard the shooting start, she pulled a razor blade from her mouth and she dragged it across his throat slicing his eyes rolled back in his head as she continued to ride him even as he bled out. She rubbed her folds and she shook moaning with a wail orgasming over the dying man's wood. The door opened and Jayna stood with her smoking pistol over a dropped Laotian gang member with two holes in his back. She saw what happened as she had done it and said, "Girl, what the fuck that's nasty!"

Tia gave a sick and twisted smile as she dismounted the deceased rival. "Just because he's a TP and I'm a Da Nang Girl doesn't mean I don't deserve to get mine...men orgasm very easily. I'm one of the few women that can get off easy and faster than most other women."

"Yeah yeah, bạn là một thực sự bắt," (Yeah yeah you're a real catch)

With that, Tia, who had managed to get her gun out even without the gangster noticing picked it up off the floor. "How did he even not notice?" Asked Jayna. "I was taking him to heaven and he took me to heaven..." She grabbed a piece of toilet paper and grabbed the condom off the dead man's cock and she ,moved him aside flushing it down the toilet. "I think they can still get DNA evidence off that..."

She pushed the corpse into the shower and turned it on. "No you're not getting it, girl, stop touching him..."

Tia sprayed his manhood and everything else with the showerhead. "You gonna soap him up too?" Asked Jayna with a scoff. This prompted Tia to grin wider and she grabbed some shampoo and poured it all over his bare thigh. "If he were alive I'm sure that would hurt..." Stated the Vietnamese gangster as bubbles from the shampoo mixed with blood. "Well it makes sense that a Toilet Paper would be in the bathroom..." Stated Jayna with disdain using the derogatory term towards Psychos.

"I think maybe he need a shave too..." S he grabbed some shaving cream and poured it over his face and grabbed a shaver off the sink and she used it on goatee and also tore into a huge chunk of his bottom lip slicing it open. Tia cackled madly and with that she turned off the shower head and grabbed a roll of toilet paper and lit it on fire tossing it onto the corpse. The man was ablaze and soon his whole body was being burned because despite his body bring wet, a key ingredient in shampoo was butane.

They left the bathroom but not before Jayna rolled the shaving cream into the tub with him.

Meanwhile, just before the shooting started, Kimmy was kissing a gang member as well and had promised to blow him. She was starting to kiss his neck as if to leave a hickey. As soon as the Da Nang Boyz started shooting, she bit into the man's throat and tore a chunk of flesh out. Blood sprayed all over her and he screamed in pain.

Gina and Cherry pursued two running unarmed Psychos with Gina firing a shot into the back of her man's head while Cherry put three in his back including one in the spine.

Meanwhile out front, Baby Face came through, also carrying an AK-47 and he was firing at three Psychos who were returning fire with Handguns from behind a couch. The youngster who had been talking to Mai in her own language gave her a look almost like that of betrayal. It was a look of hurt that she had set him up. Mai's heart beat like a hummingbird. He had taken three rounds in the back from TV's wild shots but had not been killed as the Viet gangster had ran dry and had to reload. His mouth was full of blood as his face looked at her in disbelief but his face turned to a snarl of anger and outrage. "YOU BITCH!" He roared as he grabbed his Browning 9mm from his waistband pointing it an inch from Mai's forehead. In the chaos of people running and being shot plus herself and Jill, who she had lost in the chaos, crawling on the floor amidst a stampede, Mai had not been able to get to her own gun. She reached for the gun in her holster where her stocking was up near her skirt it had been concealed well so that even during her and Jill's strip tease, they had not seen it.

However, despite the nerdy Hmong turned gang bangers's youth and probable inexpirience with a gun at least compared to her, he still had her dead to rights and all the deadly IAA assassin skills in the world didn't mean shit when it came to that.

Just then a loud bang sounded off and Mai was covered in the Psycho's brain matter bits of skull got in her hair. She looked to see Jill holding a smoking Colt Python.

All though Jill had managed to get her clothes in one arm while the .357 was in the other, Mai had not. Rounds whizzed past her head as the non wounded and not dead members of the Tiny Psycho's Gang returned fire. T Mart took two rounds in the right shoulder and Romeo got a stray in the left leg. Cherry had emptied her magazine into two more Psychos but now she had been rushed by a female Psycho. "Kill these Da Lame bitches, man! Fuckers wanna come in our hood?! Our party?!" Screamed the gangster in the ball cap whom Mai could still not believe was alive.

Mai got her .25 ready and began firing it until she could get out of the house. "Bạn chỉ là điên gây ra bạn đã bị đánh trượt!" Screamed Baby Face.

(You're just mad cause you got caught slipping!)

Mai did not see how many but she saw at least one of her rounds from the .25 strike the gang member in the hat. "Ahhhh shit! That fucking bitch hit me, man!"

Romeo was near the van and he was laying down covering fire so the female gang members could escape back to their vehicles. Mai shivered as she ran back to her car. Mikayla, the female who's name Mai had heard was now firing an Uzi of her own. That was their cue to leave. Before any of them could give chase out of the house however, Mao was lighting a Molotov cocktail and he tossed it through the living room window. With his free hand he raised up his Uzi and fired off the remaining sixteen rounds in it into the house. "PK motherfucker!" He screamed.

With that, Mai and Jill and Cherry and Gina got into the car and took off as did Jayna, Tia, Rachel and Kimmy.

They sped up the street and Cherry stated, "Jeez, Mai you really sold that shit you move your ass like a ghetto girl./ Where'd you learn to do that you shake your ass at the Vanilla Unicorn?" Mai replied, "That's another story for another day..." They heard sirens and soon they saw the cops were on them. "Shit..." She began making evasive manuevers. "Damn it! We should have been given more than pea shooters if the pigs are gonna be on us! Lose this heat, Thu!" Cried Gina.

Mai turned east as they sped towards and then through Cypress Flats. "Luckily for you guys...I have a little something...you want to reach in that glove box for me?"

They did and saw an Uzi that was disassembled. "Does any of you know how to put it together? I can't do it and drive."

"That's another thing should you even be the one driving when you're in your bra and skirt?" Asked Jill. Gina chuckled. "It doesn't really matter. You're not supposed to be riding around passenger or driver in your bra, dude. But that's the least illegal thing we've done tonight!"

She pulled off the street going down the hill into the LS River tearing through the water onto the other side. They began to drive up and the cop car trie to follow but it wasn't as customized as Mai's car. "You know, I was saving this for a rainy day but I think I see clouds now so..." She got the car to go faster as she tore up the street. "Holy shit!" Screamed Cherry/. Mai's hair blew as they sped way ahead f the cops. "I got this thing some nitrous. Illegal as hell but what can I say? I'm a car aficionado."

They soon lost the police and Mai started to drive them back to their hood. "I don't got any money for a hotel room..." Cherry began.

"It's not smart to come back here after what just happened," Mai advised. "Fine but I'm at least grabbing my regular piece from inside my house..." Stated Gina as they got out. "I aint laying naked in some hotel room."

"What about clothes?" Asked Cherry. "Should we grab a few pairs?"

Gina shook her head. "Nah it's about time we went shopping anyway. Just go get your straps. CHerry went and did exactly that. As she did, Gina turned to Mai. "Can I talk to you? Alone..." Mai turned to Jill. "Give us a minute?"

Jill got back in the car. "About what you and all them were discussing before regarding outmarriage and culture and all of that...can I tell you something?"

"Sure but how did you understand that I thought you don't speak that much Vienamese?" Asked Mai. Gina whispered to her, "I know some words but look...I'm a quarter Japanese...I don't tell many people that. I'm Vietnamese on my dad's side and Japanese and Korean on my mom's. So believe me despite all the sides we've all been on in wars and despite the different countries I want to see us come together too. But I don't think I can tell anybody that I'm a quarter Japanese...Krean most can take around here but..."

"How do you mean?" AskedMai. "I mean we're all divided and conquered but why is that worse?"

"Cause you know how people see it on the East Side out here...Chinese and Japanese are like the white man of the Asian race if I had to put it like that. A lot of people hate the Chinese but more hate the Japanese cause of the war. Even to this day. But I can't help it. Nobody in my family was part of the massacre in Nanking or anywhere else..." She said with a bit of vulnerability in her eyes. "Can you..keep that a secret?"

"Sure, Gina," Mai promised. "But you should tell them at some point and if they can't accept you for who you are fuck em. I mean out here to the Vagos and other guys that hate us there's no difference right?" Gina smiled. "You're alright, Mai. Even if you are from the Midwest."

"Yeah I l know, we're weird," Mai said with a smile. "We come out here referring to soda as pop and everybody looks at us like aliens."

Gina chuckled. "It is pretty weird though."

Just then, several shots rang out and she ducked down and Jill ducked down in the seat. They looked to see four Psychos coming out blazing as they exited a black Greenwood. "Fucking bitches!" Screamed one of them. Just then, however all four were dropped with quick head shots before any of them could react. Mai looked to see who jhad saved them and saw none other than her father holding a smoking Handgun. "Dad...?"

"Mai what are you doing out here? And where are your clothes?"

"Dad, how did you know where I even was?" She asked. Baby Face chuckled as he grabbed a bag for himself. "Oh shit. Milfy girl's busted."

"You shut up!" Warned the elder Vietnamese man. Just then Romeo saw him and paused. "Hold up...Mai...that's your dad? Your pops is the Black Dragon?"

Mai looked back at him. "What are you talking about?"

Cherry explained, "The Black Dragon...that's one of the guys who founded the clique.

Mai looked at her father who looked back at her with confusion. She too was just as confused.

Paul

2014

He came to the visiting room. "What do you want, Mai?"

She looked at him with soft eyes. He looked different to her as well. His hair was no longer long but rather in a crew cut. He had lost about forty pounds since the last she had seen him and his arms had gotten bigger. His skin was still as dark as it would have been on the outside since level 3 inmates could still get several hours of yard time a day if they didn't have school or a job where as level 4 inmates would have to have only an hour a day and not interact with any inmates.

"I can't come check on you?"

"You know...I went in thinking you were my friend...Ivan, we were never close. And Neto we had our disagreements when I went inside but he showed himself as a true friend and he still arranged protection even if it was belated. He put in a good word that's why I wasn't killed."

"What are you saying?"

"But you were...well..you know...I mean honestly how many peiople gotta find out before you get burned? Your supervisor is a moron. He must be running more of a rogue operation because what he told me would normally be a death sentence for you. But you're here. And I get word on who you've been talking to."

"I know you and Neto and Ivan all feel like I've betrayed you and I have but it was a matter of national security. I don't need to say what it is but if you know the reasons I had to keep tabs on all of you then you know why it was important even if I didn't want to do it."

"You know what? I don't give a fuck. And how shitty are you at your own job that this many people find out who you are? Who that other China is?" He pronounced China the Spanish way by saying Chee-nah. "I mean let me guess. You've come here to stay straight so that maybe I get parole in two years, right? Well it aint gonna happen. Even if it's not all one consecutive record, and it's two different countries you know I killed my dad. I aint getting paroled, mija. I'm in here for life. So I'm either serving theh whole fifteen or I aint ever leaving. You're here to tell me not to hang out with the people I do in here to survive. But what are you doing on the outside that's so smart? Because I know you stood by Ikal but now you're in bed with the enemy."

"We have our disagreements but me and her are on the same side. As for my boss, he doesn't speak for me and he won't be around forever. One day, I might be the one to ursurp that son of a bitch. But what I'm doing out here is for the survival of a lot of people...what you're doing in here? It isn't good. Paul... I need you to look me in my eyes. You don't gotta say anything. Just look me in my eyes...did you order that thing in Little New Arcadia?"

Paul sneered. "You know, Mai, it's been real nice talking to you. But my life is here now. And in here there are no middle class broads from the fucking Midwest. So why don't you do us all a favor. Go the fuck back to South Yankton. You'll be doing me, Neto even Ivan a favor. Let those other fools dig their own graves. New Arcadia? That's not your zone or mine. And LS isn't yours either."

She pleaded, "Paul, you have an education. That's the one thing that separates you from a lot of the guys that grew up on the streets! You were in college on the outside back in Liberty. You should still get your degree in here. Earn your parole on paper."

"Bruja..." He said. "They didn't let Leonard Peltier out and he didn't even do what they said he did. It's even been foresnsically proven he didn't. Me, I did that shit. The only thing I regret is that I didn't kill more niggers. See I fought them before for my clique back home when they threatened my friends it wasn't racial it was a terrotory thing or they'd be allies with an enmy. out here it was just business and because I was on Lamar's Life Invader list..."

"The kid I know...no the man I knew would have called out Neto when he talked that way. He liked Indigenous girls but he liked G Note too...don't let the system change you!"

"It's REALLY easy for you to say that from the outside of that glass, BITCH! Well you weren't the one shot and set up by his so called homies. Yeah, you're still affiliating with CGF because they're cool with the Da Nang Bitches right? Or was it some other agenda?" He was referring to whatever she might be trying to find out via the IAA. "And the thing about people that look like you? In here? They're on the same side of the line as the guys that set me up. Indians and Raza on one side, blacks and Asians on the other and the whites are trying to play all sides. Well I'm on my side. Our side. If all four of us were locked up, you would be with the Da Nang Girls. Ivan would either have to hope Bravta are locked up enough in here to get protection, stand on his own, or seek help from the Vanguard. Only Neto and me would be on the same side. So as far as I'm concerned? You're my enemy. And Ivan's my enemy. And Lil King and Lamar. And Packie. No, you better pray I never do get out of prison. Because the first thing I would do is come after each and every one of you."

He slammed the receiver down. He was taken back to his bunk since there was no longer any cells in the prison. It was a lot harder to hide shit in here now with it being a bunch of beds out in the center of a gym. His bunk mate was Ben. All though Paul was considered a troublesome inmate he had mostly stayed under the radar the last few weeks.

He had been asked to fill out a letter for Sleepy to deliver to a carnal on the outside. Even though Sleepy was documented as a Vago and he was Onda and they didn't know it, it was still too risky to have him send it just in case. Mail got read all the time but this way it was a man apart. He was writing a letter to an Onda trustee on the streets. The letter said I'm noticing there's too many Asian resteraunts on the East Side. It's one thing to sell Sushi here and there but pretty soon people will start going to eat tempora over carne asada. We need to show that we still got plenty of chefs that can show how good we can cook and that we can be the best competitors. Aren't there enough Sushi bars in West Los Santos? We don't want these hipsters out here getting the wrong idea about cultural culinary tastes. This is still San Andreas and we don't want them thinking that they can get the real deal at Taco Bomb or some upscale hipster joint that thinks they make the best fish tacos in town. If it aint with corn tortillas, it aint the real deal and you know that. We don't make ours with flour. Anyway, kist make sure that for every sushi bar that opens up you get a taco stand on the same block. And while you're at it, start up some Salvadoran places too. They might not use hot peppers like we do but we need to show there's as many options with us as with them.

All though Paul had in facty co,me to know that San Andreas was the place for authentic Mexican or Central American food plus Asian food, as the south was for barbecue and Liberty was for pizza, they were not really talking about cuisines. It was an order to start hitting back the Psychos and the DNB's for what they had pulled in Rancho. The "Restaurants" represented gangs in certain neighborhoods and the customers of course were drug clients. The upscale customers that didn't know the difference between corn and flour tortillas were the upscale neighborhood drug addicts and it was basically saying that the cocaine they could get from the vatos was purer than whatever stepped on shit the chinos were offering. They might have had better heroin but they didn't have better cocaine.

Ben Deerhouse noticed this and seemed to know what he was up to. He spoke to him in Kanienkeha. " Ko:r, kewesaiatonhseronta:se, tho:wa onkao:iah raonna:wen, o'sak seronrihtsineka:ien thaiontennia:te. To:wa i:iak i:se thisa:wen, i:se iensati:ne kaiatonse:ra. To:wa ioteronh sehraienta:ke. To:sa ensewennano:ten. To:sa teshanenta:ko. To:sa thi:nen tensharenien:te. To:sa kanekaiensaroia:nion. To:sa thinenensah:ste tsi naho:ten Kahiaton:nien."

(If you got mail and its not yours let them know its not yours, if its not yours throw it away, It could be a friendship letter, dont read it, dont copy it, dont pass it on, dont do as the letter says.)

Paul looked back at the Tuscarora inmate. " Sentà:wha,taio'karawe," He said. (Go to bed. It's getting dark)

Ben sighed. "I understand you're trying to look after our car by making whatever alliances that you have to in here and yeah they have protected our cousins from the south but everything about Onda aint righteous. You know that. No good can come of the drug game."

"It's not about right or wrong, Ben. It's about survival and if it was a matter of right or wrong none of us who are in here are in here because we did the right thing."

"Iah tehkaie:ri," Replied Ben. "Oh niwenhsiero:ten? When we can't even survive without being dope pushers?"

(That's wrong. What kind of day is it?)

Paul sighed. "Wenhniseraksen..." (It's a bad day)

Ben asked, "Oh Ni:ioht naste?"

(How is it outside?) He asked referring to his talk with Mai. "Tatsien,kanesatakeha. Tóhsa teskwa'nikonhrhá:ren," He growled.

(Leave me alone. Don't bother me.)

The Tuscarora sighed. "Look, I get that you're having a hard time in here but we gotta look out for each other. The Oshehaka got us both locked up in here. You don't need a gang to watch out for each other."

"I understand I just am trying to cover all angles for us, alright?" Just then Curtis approached. "Bad news..." He said. "Paul...somebody you were sorta connected to just got hurt, bro,..."

Paul and Ben both looked at the SW Native asking, "Who?" Paul's heart began to beat fearing the worst.

2013

King approached on his bike. He had a bible in one hand. He saw the OCB shot caller sitting on a lawn chair among some members of East Side. He didn't know exactly why he was laying low out here but on the other hand he did know why he was laying low. The one time was on his ass for that shooting of that seven year old kid so he had to lay low. Ivan had almost taken him to the ER but had at the last minute got Vasily to meet him and help patch the OG up.

That was what he'd heard. Now he was staring at the shot caller himself "You lost little man?"

"Nah. I'm right where I need to be. You Leonard?"

"Hold up…aint you from Chamberlain Hills? I think you need to roll on outta here."

"I will but I need to ask you some questions first. I aint here for anything but peace. And to spread the good word, man… and i aint from Chamberlain originally….sir…." This caught Leonard off guard. Even the title homies didn't call him sir. It was always big homie, big dog, OG. He looked at a couple of his high and drunk friends who cackled "Yes sir!" Imitating him.

"So what you went and converted? Come on, dog. I don't take that seriously. Most peoplee that do some real converting they find Islam. Maybe even Voodoo. How you gonna convert to the church when you was probably raised in it?"

"Cause a lot of us don't stay true. If there's one thing I want to change about us is how seriously we take our faith. I'm trying to change that. You know, it couldn't hurt some of us to even learn Hebrew and maybe celebrate Passover."

This got more laughter from th three East Side soldiers. Leonard shook his head in disbelief. "Aight so you aint banging no more, huh? Yeah this life aint for everyone. But Learning Hebrew? What you going Hebrew Israelite on me? Niggas is one of the lost twelve tribes?"

King shook his head. "No. It;s just a lot of Christian families celebrate Christmas even though that wasn't Jesus's birthday. And Kwanzaa? That's not even a real African holiday it was made in America. I just figured, even us gentile Christians could at least try and get rooted in the same culture Jesus was."

"Well I'm not converting one way or another," Leondre said. "So I think you better ask whatever it is you wanna ask and be on your way. Hell, truth be told I shouldn't even be outside talking to you now cause if you know who I am and you know what the streets is saying about me then even being outside is liable to get me a case."

"Then why go outside?"

"You can only spend so many days indoors before you get tired of it. That got old real fast. Besides, aint nobody finna realy put me in the pen. Bitch that dropped the dime on me was illegal. She can't even testify. And even if she could them ICE mothercuckers would be right outside the courthouse," He then chuckled and said, "But you know what I heard? I heard she aint even care about that. She said if it's God's will she'l get citizenship someday but that between choosing between deportation and me being on the streets she's willing to shoot herself in the foot. Dumb bitch. She said God wouldn't forgive her if she didn't do the right thing."

"God forgives..." Lil King said. "But she's right that she would have been judged if she hadn't done that."

"Little nigga, hold up. You're trying to get me caught up or what?" Lil King shook his head setting his bible down in the basket on his bike. He lifted his shirt up and turned around then he began to drop his pants to show he didn't have a wire. "Aight stop stop! This aint no fag club. So whatever it aint like whatever I said here can get me caught up cause ebven if youi did snitch it's hearsay."

One of the Ballas scoffed. "Hey homie let's book this little motherfucker man he got some nerve showing up round brogue..." Leondre stopped them. "Nah hold up...I gotta know something. Weren't you that nigga that got kidnapped by some Carson's and then they blamed that on us? Yeah cause that motherfucker that just got arrested for shooting some Carson niggas...the Indian nigga...he the one shot my ear off. Tell me something. Was you there?"

"I aint saying nothing on that I may not be banging no more but I int no snitch. I don't want war for your side or mine, big dog..."

"'Big Dog' and 'Sir' got damn we need to send the youngins to a boot camp or some shit. At least a bible camp if this is the results. Aight look I aint even tripping on whether or not you really was there when I got shot cause you didn't do it. And if you were there, I wouldn't blame you. You wanted revenge for Slim, right? Come on, dog I leveled with you and I aint gonna front like I didn't pop that little Anchor Baby in his motherfuckin throat so be real with me, youngin. Was you there?"

"No. They were looking for me that's why they lit your hood up."

Said Lil King. His heart beat faster as he admitted this. "See? Was that so hard? Look maybe I'm trying to turn over a new leaf too...see those Ese's did what they did to me...but I might be a daddy after all. So maybe God's gave me another chance. I mean I gotta make sure this child stays healthy and maybe we gotta move outta Davis for that to happen but I just wanted to know. Just wanted to see what you'd tell me."

"What matters aint whether or not I was there when you lost that ear..." Lil King said. "It's whether or not you shot up Slim's funeral..."

"You know I did. You know we did. It's been on like that ever since ya'll shot my boy D. And trust me, since I can't deal with that Red bitch now, you can still believe I'm finna ride on those DNFG pussies. Cause I know they helped your boy on that shit."

"I just want to know...I'm done with all that and it doesn't leave this conversation but who really shot Slim? I'm starting to think Lil Rhino had something to do with it. Think about it. Ya'll shoot up Slim's funeral and the Carson's show up and snatched me and her up. Then I find out that Rhino raped G Note...and the Carson's had some mutual interest in doing that with her..I don't think me and her were meant to come outta that alive. Maybe it was something he didn't want us to know."

"You Chamberlain niggas are quick to hate on Carson more than evn us..." Leondre said with a chuckle. "You got something right. Your boy Slim was set up by Rhino. Cause Rhino found out he was trying to get him clipped and make it look like some of us did it. Much as Rhino hated our ghood he was a survivor."

"You're telling me after all that funeral kidnapping bullshit and all that with Slim and Rhino and Paul that he was in on ya'll killing him? I knew it was either you or some Carson bitches pretending to be Ballas but goddamn...who killed him?"

"Why?"

"Because as much as I want to hate whoever killed my big homie, the man that put me on with Lamar...it's my duty as a Christian to forgive..." He grabbed his bible again kissing the cross on it.

"I don't need your forgiveness..." Leondre snarled pulling out a .50 Desert Eagle from his waistband. "I lost everybody in my family to these streets. The Mexicans tried to turn me into a fucking eunuch. I don't need forgivness, boy."

Lil King was shocked that an OG had been the one that had almost killed him that night. "That was you...?"

"Yeah that was me...just think I could have bucked on you, Rhino and Slim. and Stretch."

"But why kill Slim? Besides being from CGF. What he do to you?"

"Somebody had to answer for my boy D. You violated the truce. Somebody on your side did that shit. And Lamar and Franklin was the ones that kidnapped him. Stretch would have never went along with it cause he aint with no independent bullshit like Forum Gangsters. So it had to be Slim that booked D. Cause Stretch was cool with the Ballas and I know Rhino wasn't there that day. You know what? It's a good thing ya'll even got Stretch on your side. Otherwise it'd be full out war all over again like the 90's."

"It wasn't him..."Lil King said. "Stretch was the one that was with him."

Leondre looked shocked by this. "Really? Well I should probably tell you something too then...cause we got a mutual interest."

"Hold up..." Lil King paused. "There's something I gotta know...you want to talk making amends and violating peace...was it the Carson's that shot my homegirl G Note?" Leondre scoffed. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah cause like I said even if it was you that killed the homie Slim...even if you got inside information on who set up Slim with Rhino... That whole shit with that funeral still don't make no sense with Rhino going against his own hood like that and me getting kidnapped and G Note getting kidnapped."

"Rhino was a fuckin cokehead, dog. And G Note? That bitch been asking for it. She aint the one that bucked on the homie D either but she's put a lot of my partnas in the dirt. I don't really give a fuck that Rhino or them C Monsters ran a train on her. She aint from my hood."

"Don't call her a bitch..." Lil King said raising his tone. "What? Nigga you coming in a Baller hood telling me what to do? You better take your lil ass outta here before you end up chalk on the pavement too."

"Just be real with me and Ill go...you told me you shot Slim...none of us retaliated for it or at least not the way we should and it's a bit late for it all now."

"I killed that bitch too. What you gonna do about it?!" He cocked the Desert Eagle. Lil King shook his head. "You're lying. It was an East Side nigga and a South Side dude.I shot the motherfucker..."

"Oh shit that was you, huh?" Leondre sneered. He unbuttoned his shirt to show the marks on his skin from where the bullets had hit him on the vest. "Of course it aint as bad as what that spic did..."

"Why...why did you kill her?! Paul's the one that shot your ear off!"

"I aimed at him too! But I got that bitch. So what? You think the Ballas she shot didn't have people that loved them? What about the homegirls from our hood? Nigga fuck her fuck you and fuck that nigga Slim, mane! Get the fuck on...You think I give a ..." He never finished the sentence. A gunshot rang out from inside the bible where Lil King had his hand inside of it that was open. The round hit Leondre in the chest opening the stitches in his chest. His eyes bulged as he staggered back. "You little motherfu..." Lil King pulled the triggered striking him again and more stitches opened and he bled further from the open stitches and the gunshot wounds. His mouth poured blood from it as the OCB shot caller fell face down on the ground.

He grabbed Lil King's pant leg staring up at him but King fired another shot. It went through his buttocks and exited out of his groin and tore open the stitches from his testicles. He backed away with the gun still smoking and the bible collapsed on the ground the pieces of paper from being fired as it was concealed inside the bible. The other three gang members who had been smoking weed and drinking reacted in surprise one of them dropping a beer bottle which shattered on the ground the suds mixing with Leondre's blood. The man went for his own pistol but Lil King fired next at him striking him in the jaw. The man fell down bleeding landing on his side halfway off the sidewwalk halfway in the street. He fired the next round at his friend, a dark skinned black male of Eritrea descent with cornrows. He struck him in the waist where the belt buckle would be.

The third gang member raised a hand in defense as Lil King fired the last round and it went through his left hand and lodged into his collarbone. He fell over landing on his back writhing in pain. Lil King grabbed the Handgun that the ESB member had started to pull out. He got onto the bicycle and began to tear up the street as he saw four Ballas from down the street start to come after him. All four of them fired shots but luckily they missed as he began to peddle down Macdonald. "Shit...shit...shit!" He cursed. Before long, the four ESB members were speeding up the street after him in a dark red Baller firing at him. He returned fire with the 9mm Browning he had taken off the gang member he had shot and he licked off four shots at the windshield but he didn;t hit any of them.

He sped past the garage and then the gas station near Grove Street as the Ballas fired after him. A total of five rounds hit the fence near him one of them missing by a centimeter. He pumped as fast as the bike would take him. They fired another flurry of shots at him. "Bitch ass nigga! Get back here and fight us like a man!" They screamed. He turned down the hill just off Grove Street and he turned into the LS River. They drove alongside it and he tore off to the other side pumping as hard as he could on the pedals. He let off five more shots at the vehicle as they pursued him.

He got to the other side of it in a panic but before long he went too fast and crashed into a green hooptie. He hit the ground hard the wind knocked out of him. He fe scraped his elbows and hit his head and he felt blood on the side of it. He heard the screech as the SUV pulled up. Dead...I'm dead...He thought. He heard the bang of a powerful gun but knew it wasn't a Handgun. He peered up seeing the smoking barrel of some kind of Mossberg and a heavy set black male in a Green cap, a brownish green plaid shirt and a Dust Devils cap and Locs Sunglasses plus a lighter skinned black male that was thinner yet dressed like his brother wearing a Corkers cap firing a Handgun at the Ballas.

H Bomb helped the wounded BG into his car. "Get in little brother..."
He weakly said, "I crashed into your car, man...I'm sorry..."

"Don't even worry, man this is for hoo riding anyway it aint even the G ride it's a bucket..." Big Sway fired a second shot from his Shotgun striking a Baller in a Panics jersey in the chest before he got in and his brother took off up the street with Lil King in the back. "Shit, he's hit, bro..." Stated the Muslim Family member. "He caught one in 5the shoulder..."

Indeed, he did feel intense pain in his right shoulder but he thought it was from hitting the ground. Then again he had hit his head too so maybe his perception his nerves was all fucked up. "Hey don't sweat it, loc we'll get him patched up have him good as new. You're in good hands. But you lucky we showed up when we did. What you do to piss him off?"

"I..shot Leondre...from OCB..."

"Aint that the nigga that just got his nuts clipped by that Samoan dude?"

"Yeah, man..." The New Arcadia born gangster was growing dizzy. H Bomb tried to keep pressure on it. "Damn!" Sway said. "You know we been trying to put that bitch in the dirt for years, g!"

As Lil King tried to stay conscious, even though he knew mama and lil sis were alright now that he had dealt with the Ethiopian and his crew, he still wondered about if G Note would make it. She was his sister too.

Neto

December, 2014

He'd gotten the cell phone and address hacks taken care of by Lester and he had been learning how to hack himself. He sat in Lester's house but he had his own lap top with him. "They drained my homies bank accounts. I know who did this shit..."

"Well what are you gonna do about it? You can go in guns blazing and probably end up in the same situation as last time or you can be smarter before you go to New Arcadia again..."

"Well, you taught me a lot homes. So be honest am I good enough to do what I was talking about?"

"Well if it was somebody like me you were going up against in a cyber war I would say no. But with these guys and who their hacker is..." He showed him a picture of Manfred. "I think you can at least be a problem for him. He is their eyes in cyberspace."

"Hey you need to keep a low profile, ese. They're probably onto you."

"They might be. But I live in hostile territory. Even if they came in ready to kill the Salvadoran um...gentlemen outside...I'd see them coming a mile away. Cameras..."

"If you say so..."

He began to start up on his computer. "You sure this i doable?" Lester nodded as Neto began to work. "The best kind of way to hack your enemy is for them to not even know you hacked them until it's too late. You want to invade their system. Like a Russian with a keyboard. Or an auto immune disease that depletes your T cells..."

Neto smiled as he began to work his magic. "Oh, I got you now motherfuckers..."

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Okay that' all for this chapter I hope you guys enjoyed it. So Paul and Mai had a convesation and Zilla did say he would have Devlin tell Paul some way that she was an IAA agent so whenever he gets around to that, I'm showing the aftermath of whatever he decides to do it as.

So Ramona, who Paul lost his virginity to is visually based on Selenis Leyva who played Gloria Mendoza in Orange Is The New black.

As for the Sweet Beefy nickname it's just a funny porn name I came up with and how I thought it up is kinda a weird story but yeah. I just thought of how Lee in New Arcadia doesn't like the name Shotgun Mary and Paul has been called Sweet Beefy by Aila he doesnt mind when she calls him that he secretly likes it but he doesn't like bei made fun of by guy friends so I thought it would be funny. I also think hecklers like Mark or Lee would have fun with it if they found out that was Paul's nickname which if either of them watch porn and beyond that also being surveillance types I can see them easily finding it out.

So Leondre, just to clarify actualy is the one that shot both G Note and Slim Skillz. G Note's status is yet to determined I haven't decided yet but either way whether she lives or dies she wouldn't be there if not for Leondre. The way Lil King gunned him down pretending to be a bible thumper and having a .45 inside th bible is a more sneaky way in which he got his revenge. The way Leondre's stitches opened is a reference to that episode of Gangland where there was a shooting with the Alaska gangland episode where you had a guy that had survived gunshots before but then that one kid shot him and opened his healing wounds.

Let's recap. Leondre has survived getting his ear shot off by Paul, a fistfight and being shot in the shoulder in a gunfight with Demon, being shot again later by Neto in the chest plus having his balls cut open and having a ghetto vasectomy. And he survived all of that only to be shot by Lil King.

What Stone said to him about not deserving to go out by an OG's hand is somewhat of a foreshadowing of that. Lil King is a BG but now even with Stretch he will finally get respect again. Also the scene where Lil King shot Leondre is also a nod to Gang Tapes when the main character Chris shoots a Blood in the chest after finding out he killed his homie.

It may not be the most sophisticated way to get revenge but it worked and Leondre let his guard down. Had he allowed him to finish his sentence he would have found out Stretch was the one that actually set it up as far as Slim's death too. But Stretch's treachery is more for GTA V and we won't see too much of him later.

There was also going to be a scene where Mai and Mao the Laotian gang member she rescued from the Vagos in an earlier chapter talk but maybe not right now maybe later.

As far as what Tia did with the gang member she killed still riding him yeah its sick yeah it's twisted but yo gotta figure a girl like that would be a freak in the sack as long as she didnt kill yuou. And the line do you want to go to heaven is a reference to a scene in Kiss Of The Dragon with Jet Li.

Also the scene with Mai and Jill twerking on the table is a reference to Julia Styles in Ten Things I hate About you when she got up and danced to Hypnotize by Notorious BIG but also when she danced in the club in Save The Last Dance.

Also I finally decided on a female actress for Jill despite being somewhat based on Jill from Resident Evil as far as an actress I would cast to play her NOT fucking Sienna whatever her fucking last name is. I would have cast Carla Cugino Circa Sin City 2006 to play Jill in RE 3. I don't know who I would have play the longer haired Jill of 5. Probably Charlize Theron cause they sort of breath and sound the same way and look the same way and moan the same way maybe that's just something I see but in Charlize Theron's switch between brunette and blonde In Devils Advocate where you see her nude she reminded me of Jill with the P30 for some reason I guess cause both were possessed in their own way.

So Tia is visually based on the pornstar Kim Tao

Jayna is visually inspired by the pornstar Hayle Le

Rachel is visually based off Pussy Kat

Kimmy is visually based off Gia Grace.

Mikayla is visually based on Mika Tan. She will appear in later chapters and I wanted to show Ivan with the Psychos hitting DNB's and Vagos but next chapter I will. She will be an ally of his.

As far as Mai's talk with Romeo and Baby Face regarding patriarchy and matriarchy it's sort of that debate you see online a lot about how even if thee are many matriarchal cultures in the world like the Akan in Ghana, my people in the Americas plus the Haida, the Hopi, etc some South American tribes some Vietnamese and Chinese cultures a lot of people would still arghue that since most of the wotld is patriarchal that a few matriarchal cultures don't matter. I can't speak fotr anyone else but what i can say is that while we had gender equality and it is not the man hating "Feminist" utopia feminists want it to be, rape and sexual abuse was very rare in traditional times.

So maybe instead of feminism we need matriarchy. Even though Mai is a feminist and feminists usually irritate me I will say that I don't mind first or second wave feminism as much as third wave. Mai is not third wave she agrees with some aspects of it but she is not a man hater like third wave feminists all though she does have some views I don'yt agree with, I try to mnake her one of the more diplonatic types of feminists because all characters can't reflect my beliefs. I don'y like Communism either but Ivan is one.

Anyway so it turns out Mai's father may be connected to the Da Nang Boyz. Will this change Romeo's perception of him? Also I wanted to portray Romeo as somewhat of a sexist but somewhat of a relatable sexis. The Sexist characters I've shown like Gordo s a Chicano gangster who disrespects female gang members calling them bitches or Rhino by raping them well with Romeo I wanted to show why an Asian male gangster might be sexist but instead of the stereotypical gang reasons instead incorporate cultural and historical context to his views and bring about that conversations about Asian outmarriage. I'm not Asian but if I was I would be pretty pissed at the women too.I can honestly say in that situation the men are the preservers of the culture.

Anyway who of Paul's friends or associates do you think got harmed? And by who? Prison gang or outside? By the way to Zilla you know how Mark and Lee hate the song I Got You Babe there is a certain song that Neto hates that I could see them finding out abouyt and using later.

As for Ben calling Pau. K:or that is how to say Paul in Kanienkeha (Mohawk) Paul has a traditional name which i may change since it hasnt been used that much but has been used onky sparingly but the name K:or is pronounced ass Gor. So his western name in Mohawk literally sounds like Gore. Which is quite fitting. There is a longer list of Western names I can also tell you how to say such as Monique, Moses, Anastasia, Joseph, Anna, etc. Those ones I know. I don't know ll of them but I know a lot also many Biblical names like Davis, Peter, Matthew, Moses.

Also the word that Ben used, Oshehaka basically is sort of like slang for white people which means hand shakers because the first of us who encountered them called them that bedcause that is how they greet strangers but we didn't.

Anyway until next time. Hope you all enjoyed.