Chainsaw Guy Resident Evil 4 Novels & Stories

He kicked Jan’s legs, sending the man to the floor, and as soon as he was on his knees, Ted brought his leg down forcefully on the center of his head, caving it. He was breathing hard by the time he was done, his hands and feet bloody. Ted looked around to see Chase in his wolf form struggling with the last guy. The man’s neck was trapped between Chase’s jaw, his eyes wide with fear. He was missing a leg and half of one arm. “Please,” he begged weakly, looking up at Ted. Chase growled. “I told you I would kill four and you’ll still be struggling with one,” Ted laughed wickedly.

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He gurgled and fell backward into the firewood, sparks flying into the air like the start of a goddamn war dance. The second one was faster. He fired at me but missed and before he could try to fire another one, I fired one between his eyes. The third turned, screaming “È qui!” in Italian, trying to retreat inside, but Raven was already there. His blade slid clean through the man’s spine. The scream choked off mid-breath. I didn’t stop to breathe. The gun still warm in my hand, I kicked the front door open, wood cracking under the force of my boot.

Four said shaking the hell out of me. Now i had enough. i understand he has a huge soft spot his little stinky pinky. oh wait did i just called myself stinky pinky. Ugh Damn you Four and your stupid ass names! This was a little to much. I threw daggers at him through my eyes which seemed to have snapped him back to reality of how much he has fucked up!! "i am giving you 10 seconds to hide your stupid ass before i come and chock you to death with my own Damn hands"

I slowly get up and look through the small window, he was all gone and this was my perfect moment to get through, I walk away without creating any noise and get in through the Gaylord’s kitchen, I could smell some fresh blood and the smell of roasted meat, I come to the kitchen and the smell is even stronger, human hands and body parts lie around the kitchen like some butcher shop I hear some mumbling behind a door locked in chains and I immediately pick an axe to break it. “Hey!!! Drop that” a voice come from behind I turn to look and it’s a guy dressed as a cook, pointing a machete at me. “Better be careful with that” I say to him as I slowly move from the door, maintaining eye contact and

Kimberly said as she proceeded to the elevator. Kimberly got out of the elevator and made her way through the passage to room thirty six. She opened the door with the key given to her, entered the room and locked it behind her. She then opened her traveling bag, and assembled the M40 sniper parts together, which she previously dismantled to fit into the bag. After that, she removed the wig and sunglasses, then proceeded to the window with the gun and waited for Vladimir to arrive. Her reconnaissance of the casino these past few days had made her become acquainted with the Russian cartel boss’ schedule. He always visited the place around 10 am and 9 pm every day, of which he spends about tw

“if I don’t stop this now it’s still early, there would be a repeat of this incidence, and our enemies will make a mess of us. No one, can mess with the Martello’s and go free. He should be thanking his stars he’s still breathing, and this is because the shipment was found, nothing was missing, and my deal with the Russians went through. However, pray he speaks up and tells me who he works for, or else you will be picking up his bloody body parts off the floor since you care so much about him Damien.” I stare at Damien for a while, till he cowers a little, breaking my eyes away from his, I proceed to kick my prey hard in the spine “I need you talking asap” I say after picking up the chain sa

It was not hard to tell that he had been chopped up while still alive. I stumbled a few steps backward fearfully, but Jorvan moved forward to stand by my shoulder. “His name is Felix Ratchett. In life, he was a cop who went after drug dealers. He was a good person. As a ghoul, he’s only grown more battle-hardened. He’s not very merciful toward players.” As Jorvan was still telling me about Felix, Felix had swung his chainsaw toward the table full of food. Luckily, Anella moved fast and used her hoe to block the chainsaw.

he barks, grinning like a mad fool. I shake my head, this guy won’t understand that being stubborn compounds his torture here. “That's not the answer to my question.” I point out, moving towards the table with opened suitcases. Picking up a bolt cutter from the table, I rivet my body to the slender figure hanging in the room. His eyes widen as I move closer, his body wiggling in the chains but it's of no use. Grabbing his right index finger, my face twists with disgust as his sweaty skin moisten my fingers.

"What do we have here?" Just then, Rager walked up behind him, silently, slowly getting in position. She raised her head quickly, noticing that somebody was in front of her. When she saw Rager, she gasped, and he instantly turned around. Rager did not waste another moment as he bit down on the guy's head. The guy thought he could get free as he instantly reached up, grabbing hold of Rager's bottom jaw. Rager wasted no time as he shook the man from side to side. Then suddenly, his head popped off its shoulders as the delicate bones in the neck could not take any more strain. She was horrified as the guy's body was flung a short distance away as his head was now severed from his body.