Novel & Cerita Bulletproof Invincible Suit

Don't worry, when I come back, I'll bring a gift for both of you. — If you go and don't come back with my sombrero and a bottle of very spicy pepper, you know we'll have a huge problem. I'll make you work for another fifty years with me," a male voice appeared in the lobby. Coming out of the employee elevator, a man in an unbuttoned suit, a backpack on his shoulder, and a wonderful woody perfume that could be smelled from a distance, his calm tone of voice sounded like thunder, and he was completely different from what Catherine could expect from someone working there. He was tall, probably about six feet tall, strong, his hair was tied up in a bun on top of his head, a lumberjack-style bear

He had been a very hard man to please. My suit had already been picked out by Georgia. It was a custom-made suit but without a tie, specifically designed for me. The torso, back, and shoulder of the suit were imbued with a thin Kevlar material to protect me against bullets. I entered the shower and rinsed off my sweat and the smell of sex from my body. I slicked back my hair as I glared at myself in the mirror. I failed to recognize the man that glared back at me.

Samuel smiled ferociously and took the opportunity to dodge again. The Buddha's Palm was too big and very fast. Samuel had long been exhausted. For some reason, his boundless Spiritual energy seemed to have been completely drained in front of this Buddha. "Stupid." Gold Buddha cursed and punched again. "Then you will be crushed into meat paste by my Vajra Buddha Palm." At this time, under the banner, Samuel's face was pale, and the blood in his mouth had already soaked his clothes. If it were not for the fact that the Indestructible Armor had been struggling to reduce his injuries, Samuel would have been killed by the crowd.

Victor was the only Knight to have successfully worn the suit without it ripping the wearer apart, but the suit had one ability that set it apart from the rest of its sister suits. It could turn the power of the enemy against them while amplifying the power of the wearer’s current strength by 1000% “Give up my son you will not win against me!” “NO, I WON’T GIVE UP, FOR FAITH, WE MOVE ONTO DAWN!” Kent roared. Kent unleashed his power in one fell stroke as his father’s hands were slowly being crushed by the sheer force of his son’s grip. Victor kicked him in the chest as he lunged back a few steps, Kent tried to close the gap as quickly as he could before he could punch him.

“They’ve been preparing this for weeks.” “Then so have we,” Eli answered. A hulking figure stepped forward—almost two meters tall, wrapped in reinforced plating. Its helmet had no visor, no face. Only a smooth reflective front. Eli’s stomach tightened. “That’s not a soldier,” he murmured. “No,” Damian said. “That’s an inhibitor suit.” The suit raised its arm—and fired. A net of pulsing white light launched outward, expanding midair. Damian’s body jerked as the edges brushed his shoulder—the net was designed to tear tower energy apart on contact.

He said, "This is an 'impenetrable armor' that I ordered to be custom made. It can't be penetrated by ordinary cold weapons, but every inch of it costs a lot. It's expensive, so wear it only when you really need it." Hilda took the impenetrable armor from him with a dumbfounded expression on her face. Is this for me? Following that, Nathan took out a black skin tight battle suit and said, "This is bulletproof and tear resistant. The first thing that comes to a person's mind when fighting with women is to tear their clothes, but this suit can't be torn. It's also comfortable to wear in the summer since it dissipates heat quickly." Huh?!

Maybe I'm already broken, why do I always have to submit at the end? I can't fight against him physically, I'll never win. He's much stronger. More cruel. More vicious. Left with no choice, I have to bow to the pain yet again. "I said I take it back, what else do you want from me?." Pierce bites hard again, and I scream aloud; he breaks the skin this time, and I'm already bleeding. He sucks hard and lets out a deep moan. Is this bastard drinking my blood?! Fuck... What ...

Those who thought they could forge the invitation card were turned away as the seal was made with special invisible ink that only a few knew about. Bernice's bodyguard Storm, who had been forcefully ordered by Mrs. Skylar to escort her daughter to Efinson Hotel kept grunting all the way, cursing his job Getting to the hotel, he opened the door for Bernice and escorted her to the entrance. She had organized for her underlings to forge an invite card for her so she confidently strutted to the stewards manning the entrance. "Your card please Ma'am" She handed her card with her chin up like a distinguished guest.

So when Axton nails my prostate and bobs his head I let the intense wave hit me, and knock me over. With my mates name on my lips.