Batman Speeding Bullet Novels & Stories

they started making a move down to the soldiers with super speed. As the black energy was reflecting down with speed, and the soldiers were shooting at it but it seems the bullets are not meeting them till their claws were shown to pierce into two of the soldier's stomachs and they forcefully drag their hands out of their stomach as the soldiers groaned and died. So as the remaining two others as they try to shoot at them and they quickly grabbed them on their neck and use speed to smash their heads on the wall making Dr. Stella to breathe heavily as the soldier's blood stained the wall.

The night was dark, the city streets empty, and the air was heavy with a quiet tension. Cassandra walked with calm steps, her long coat brushing against her legs, her face hidden beneath a veil. Her mind was sharp, her thoughts dangerous. She had already sent Peter to kidnap David and Judy, but now she wanted something bigger, something more terrifying. She was going to meet a man who was feared across the city—a man called Black Bullet. His reputation was enough to make anyone tremble. He was cruel, ruthless, and completely without mercy. People whispered that he never failed in any job he took, no matter how dangerous or violent.

If this was the end, he was taking Vincent with him. Moving with quiet precision, Bullet slipped from behind the desk, his gun already raised. His finger curled around the trigger, aiming directly at Vincent’s heart. A deafening bang rang out. Bullet gasped, his body jerking violently as pain tore through his shoulder. The gun flew from his grasp, clattering uselessly to the ground. He staggered, his legs nearly giving out beneath him. Bianchi stood a few feet away, gun still smoking, a satisfied smirk pulling at his lips. His dark eyes gleamed with pure malice.

The moment Stormbringer shot his gun, he almost instantly flung a card out. The bullets and card clashed, creating a loud spark. All three of Stormbringer’s bullets were stopped by the card Jermaine threw. The both of them then moved at the speed of light. Stormbringer shot his gun while moving, while Jermaine flung his cards while moving. The hall was filled with loud clashing sounds, while the surroundings were all destroyed. At the same time, one of Jermaine’s cards shot into a metal wall.

On the contrary, everything he said and did had been designed to lure Paul into attacking—specifically to create this moment of sudden deceleration. From a full-speed charge to an abrupt stop—how long would it take to accelerate again? Faster than a bullet? Ray released dozens of bullets. Paul truly lived up to his status as an ability user. Even though the bullets were traveling at supersonic speed—far too fast for ordinary people to perceive—he was different. He saw them. Not only did he see them, he actually managed to react. He raised both arms in front of himself, shielding his face and chest—his vital points—while simultaneously curling his body inward.

Bugatti leaped into the air and said something in the speed of light, and they never saw him again. Bugatti murdered all of them, leaving no one alive. The Chief smashed an egg on the ground with an egg from his pocket. There was a lot of smoke. Bugatti's powerful eyes allowed him to see clearly. As a result, he marched forward while activating his inner strength. When the chief saw he was approaching at light speed, he swiftly shattered another egg and surrounded himself with sharp spears. Bugatti had no means of getting close to the Dongon Chief because it was completely covered by it.

A stick for support was in his hand and some of his bodyguards were beside him. He had a kind and gentle face but his eyes were like steel. He introduced himself as the CEO of the company and extended his hand in greeting. Standing up, I offered to shake his hand. Once his hands touched mine, he looked curious and said, "You have warm hands." I replied, "And you have cool hands." We both laughed and I offered him a seat. He responded, "I had heard a lot about you and was eager to meet you in person." I smiled and replied, "I am glad, so how can I help you?" He replied, "I am Diaz Cartel, CEO of GUNBUL. We manufacture bullets of all types." I raised an eyebrow at him in appreciation and he sm

click. The sound of the empty chambers echoed in the vast factory, a countdown to death. Then, I threw the gun at Isabella's feet. "Your turn," I said, my voice devoid of heat. "Six chambers. Three bullets. Let's make it fair." "No! Dante! Please!" Isabella completely broke down, collapsing to her knees, snot and tears streaming down her face. "I was wrong! I was so wrong! Don't..." "Pick it up." My voice was devoid of any warmth. "Or I'll make your father, your brother, every man in your family, play along with you."

A massive Golden Baboon with six arms and huge fangs resembling chilling machetes moved forward to ram against Black Lightning. Ding Hao rushed toward the Golden Baboon without dodging. Just when he was about to reach the baboon, he gripped one of Black Lightning's front bumpers, pulling out a silver bumper with a backhand. A cold light burst out. It turned out to be a long gigantic sword.

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