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Blue Blood

Blue Blood

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 18, 2019
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Action and Thriller
In this underground world, power is everything and respect is power and the easiest way to gain respect is by making all others afraid of you, which is why The Ruller has spent years selecting the members for Blue Blood and perfecting their skills for this exact purpose. Blue Bloods are members of the biggest gangs in the world politics, assains, military even some cops are all run by royals secretly and when such big secrets are being kept you need people to make sure that stays that way which is why we have 3 royals they are the only people that know everything, even the identity of the ruler, the royals know everything we don't even know their gender and identity all we know is DONT MESS WITH THE RULLER. When such a big organization is being run right under your nose someone is going to notice that things don't add up people that go missing and no one cares no one dares to speak up or no one is meant to. Because In our world respect is power and you only get respect by MAKING OTHERS RESPECT YOU, ALL GLOVES OFF NO RULES NO WAY TO STOP I mean why would we want to.
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