Novel & Cerita Cannon Mario

She must have planned all this, he thought with relief. “I have pictures of my wedding and also of the kids when they were growing up” Marcus brought out several pictures and passed it round the silent crowd. Mario was boiling at where he stood and Ann smiled, she loved the reaction she was getting. “About the gunshot, I know who my enemy is and I want to use this medium to pass a message, I’ll never back down and I would give you another chance to change but if you insist on playing dirty then get ready to roll in the mud. I know how to play my cards and with just a card, all the things you’ve worked for would be taken away” Ann threatened, staring at Mario who was feeling uncomfortable.

The ones in the lead were Undead Joey and Dallas. Undead Joey was in a long, black robe. He wore an eyepatch like a pirate and carried a small medical box made out of ebony behind his back. The box was his innate weapon. Next to him was a ferocious thug-like man with half of his shoulder exposed. It was Dallas, the Supernatural Cannon. He had two huge machetes behind his back, and he was wearing a hat made out of a mountain goat. Dallas was known as the Supernatural Cannon because of his unique ability. To describe it coarsely, it was farting. It was a move that was well-hated by everyone, and it was below everyone's dignity to point out his despicable technique.

“Wow. Must be nice to have tits. Those things reduce you to a fucking marshmallow, I swear.” I didn’t answer, because sadly, what he said was true. It was almost impossible for me to say no to a girl. Grumbling under his breath, Cannon ran his hands over his dark, shaved head and then looked at me. Just looked at me in disappointment, as if he knew there was no way to change me. I kicked at a leaf on the ground. “Go ahead and say it,” I prompted. “I know you want to.” “You just started a war,” he announced, shaking his head. “We only had a few weeks left to put up with this fucker until the end of the season. That’s it. Weeks. And you just started a fucking war with him.”

He's rather more annoyed than anyone present. “Cannon, what you did is wrong, whether you like it or not. Admit it, you're just obsessed with Clair and the reason you did what you did.” “What? Did you just say obsessed?” “What else do you call your actions, then?” “No, you got it wrong. I'm not just obsessed, I'm terribly obsessed and since you know that now, don't you think you should back off even more,” Cannon said, walking over to Rojas with his hands in his pockets.

“We need to find the contraption that’s making explosions. I’ll try to find its position, but I’ll need help from the ground. It’s too dark for me to see clearly.” Gideon nodded and transformed, keeping eyes on me from the ground. It didn’t take long for me to spot what I was looking for. They had brought with horses a massive cannon. They could not get it deep inside the forest, but it lay at its edge, the barrel pointing over the trees. There must have been runners communicating with the operators, so they knew where to point and shoot. I dropped and circled over them as a distraction. The operators and a few knights positioned with the cannon lifted their heads in my direction and shouted

He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother. Mario collected the gun and pointed it at Calogero. “Please..” Calogero whimpered inaudibly, almost exhausting the whole tears in his juvenile body system. He stood like a drenched and starved chicken. Blood smeared everywhere. “Do not worry, I’m going to let you live” Mario said. “You did as I instructed, so you live” He spat and ran his fingers in his hair and turned without further conversation. He signaled his soldiers and they led the way out leaving Calogero with no one. Mario halted abruptly and looked at Calogero.

However, seeing the young man's expression, the enemy magical girl was even happier. "Hahaha ... So what do you want to do, handsome man? Do you want to take revenge by finishing me off?" Upon hearing that, the young man immediately pointed his gun at the girl. “FORM LIGHT CANNON, LEVEL FIVE!!” Quickly, the Politia he was holding immediately transformed into a cannon with a large hole in the middle. The weapon was now in its highest mode for its fourth generation. The young man then aimed his weapon at the enemy magical girl.

" Damn it! You're right!" Due to the carelessness of my orders, the cannon we have is now useless. " Now I'm kinda isolated out here!!" Manor turns to me as he shouts out his worries. Suddenly, the arrows stopped firing at him and a ribbon grabbed his arms and legs pulling him upwards and spreading him wide. " Manor!!"

I swiftly turn around, only to find a naked man aiming a gun at me. In an instant, I pull the trigger, and a deafening blast fills the room. The man collapses to the ground, his head erupting like a ripe watermelon. Blood and brain matter splatter across the walls and floor. There is a sick satisfaction in eliminating one of Mario Alfonso’s men, but I am well aware that this battle is far from over.

Jericho muttered, amusement lacing his words, "who would have thought." "Game's over little one, time to come out." "Only if you promise not to shoot me," I yelled back, keeping my gun aimed just in case. "Fine," Gunnar threw his gun to the floor, doing the same with Jericho and Ace's guns. "I don't agree with this," Ace grumbled. "Don't be a sore loser," Jericho chastised. I wasn't like Ace. I didn't trust myself not to break my skull if I just leaped off this branch like Catwoman. Scaling down the tree-like any sane person would, I happily skipped my way over to them and tossed my gun down with theirs.