Biohazard 4 Leon の小説・ストーリー

"I'll take the truck. drive it east. Make a lot of noise. Draw their fire." "That's suicide, Leon." "It's the job," Leon says. "I'm the Sergeant-at-Arms. My job is to protect the President. And right now... you're the only President I recognize." Silence. Heavy and thick. "Go to the city," Leon instructs. "Not the main hospital. Go to the clinic on 4th. Dr. Vane. He's a friend. He can run the DNA fast. Rush job." "Leon..." "Get the answer, brother," Leon says. "Find out if it's your blood. And then win this war."

Leon continued as he continued typing on the keyboard and his eyes continued to stare at the monitor screen. "Be careful, Leon," replied Claire. She trusted Leon, no matter what he did. Claire decided to take a break in the room, her body felt very tired and her head was dizzy. Leon didn't turn his head, he shouldn't lose a precious opportunity like this. Leon's eyes widened as he managed to see the opening of the system that was trying to attack him. Leon attempted to steal data and enter a virus into the system used by Boston Hopkins. If this works, they may be closer to stopping Boston.

Leon ran alongside the shouting firefighter, fearing that Arren might be the one lying there. "Sir! Step back!" "No! That's my wi—" Leon froze when he saw the victim mentioned by the firefighter. It wasn't a human but... "A deer?" Leon was stunned. He hadn't expected any animals to be casualties of the explosion. Relief washed over Leon. He was grateful the victim wasn't Arren, his wife. "Clear the way!" A medical team with ready equipment hurried toward the indicated location. They checked the victim's condition, unfortunately finding the deer already dead.

Leo collapsed onto the cold stone floor, his body striking the marble with a heavy, limp finality that rattled the bones in my own chest. “No, no, no,” I whispered, my voice sounding flat, hollow, and miles away as I dropped my firearm, my hands shaking so violently I couldn't even unbutton the front of my municipal uniform coat. “Leonardo... look at me. Look at your mom, Leo. Code it out. Tell me the algorithm. Tell me how to fix the trajectory.” Dark, thick blood was already welling rapidly through his linen shirt, staining the white fabric into a widening, horrifying circle of deep crimson.

The move pulled his shirt higher, exposing a strip of abs, tight and. “I don’t think it’s early,” I shot back, glancing at my watch. “It’s past seven already. You should be up and running your little kingdom.” I sauntered in, brushing past him close enough to feel the heat off his body, my shoulder grazing his chest. Leon didn’t say anything, he just grunted and padded back inside, disappearing for a minute. He came out with a mug of coffee and leaned against the doorframe. “Look, you might need to visit the cops again, about that CCTV footage from the accident. The stuff I asked you to check.”

Gito quickly removed Tina's shirt, her sweet black body now naked, his hands moving down to her inner thighs, touching her sensitive area with light pressure, the wet sensation making her moan, "Tina... you feel so good." The sounds of male and female moans began to echo from the room—Gito's deep, hoarse moans mixed with Tina's soft groans, faintly echoing through the thick door, but audible in the corridor if one approached the room's entrance. That was when Leon arrived at his house, his SUV quickly parked in the garage, his heart pounding with the strong desire for drugs, his stiff cock tormenting him behind his trousers. He entered through the back door, heading straight for his father a

“If you need my help again in the future, I hope we can discuss things properly. Of course, saying this to you may seem presumptuous on my part, but I still have to leave myself a way out… “You’re standing at the peak now. What you should guard against are the eyes hidden in the shadows. Beneath your throne are nothing but hungry wolves. “I’m the only one standing in the open who isn’t… So, your scope shouldn’t be aimed at me.” A gunshot rang out. The man whipped his head around, staring at Leon in sheer terror. One second. Two seconds. Three seconds passed. Leon didn’t fall. Instead, he slowly opened his eyelids. “I’m still alive…” Leon curved his lips and said unhurriedly, “As for where th

“You’re everything they want. Do you understand that? You’re everything I’m trying to protect. They’re not going to touch you. Not while I’m alive.” I leaned into him. “Then don’t die.” He breathed out shakily. “I won’t.” My mother cleared her throat. “We need to leave the building. Now.” But Leon suddenly stiffened. His eyes went to the security cameras. “Oh shit.” “What?” I asked. Leon typed rapidly on his tablet. His face drained of color. “They’re already here.” Damien instantly moved in front of me. “What do you mean they?” Leon turned the tablet around.

I suddenly had a weird feeling in my chest. "I think today's lecture ends here, principal Martins" Leonard gave a slight smile... "I'd love to have this meeting another time with your students" "But Mr. Leo-" principal Martins tried to walk towards Leonard before- "We'll see next time principal Martins" Leonard's assistant said as he suddenly appeared in front of principal martins... I watched as Leonard walked out of the class with all the school directors following behind him and the principal...I suddenly felt guilty...this was all my fault... "Now he's gone!...all because of some stupid bitch who couldn't keep her face hole shut!!" Sofiya said angrily at Stephanie...

“Anything strong. Take it to the back. I’ll tip double. Just—don’t let anyone see it.” The bartender hesitated for only a heartbeat before giving a short nod. Moments later, Leon shoved through a side door into the dark alley, the bottle tight in his grip. The cold night air slapped against his skin. He twisted the cap off and took a long, brutal swallow. The burn tore its way straight down his chest. He barely felt it. For the first time since the proposal, he pulled out his phone. The screen exploded with notifications. GUYYYYYYY!!! YOU DIDN’T TELL US