Deku Punching 소설 & 이야기

She felt no pain, and no ounce of emotion, thanks to the excess circulation of tequila in her system. The thugs were grateful and as one heaped her on his shoulder, he was sighted. “Who's the rich-looking son of a bitch?” Doreen was fully noticed by them, and surprisingly, he took a step forward. But it wasn't just a step, since so unexpectedly he rushed at them with a balled fist. “Hey-” One's words flew straight back into his gullet as a brutal punch kissed his cheek. Blood escaped the other side of his crunched cheek and before any could comprehend what was happening, punches, kicks, and even slaps so aggressively and swiftly flew everywhere.

Daniel deftly hit the stomach of an undead who wanted to attack him and he kicked his head with his right leg until the undead fell and died. Diki was still shooting at 5 undead who tried to attack him. Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! All the shots given by Diki hit the target. Diki smiled lopsidedly when his work succeeded in paralyzing the five undead in front of him.

He charged at me again, flinging his fists wildly, and I could feel the whoosh sound from his punches whizzing past my fucking face. As I moved swiftly, ducking and dodging, I carefully navigated between his attacks, waiting for the perfect opportunity. Finally, I spotted an opening. Without wasting a moment, I delivered a powerful uppercut to his chin. The satisfying sound of bones breaking beneath my gloves gave me a rush of triumph. "FUCK!" Kyle let out a growl of pain and stumbled backward, collapsing onto the mat. I mounted on top of him and flung my fists repeatedly in his face until the referee stopped me, afraid I might actually kill him.

I let it fall to the ground as I pull my knee back, then thrust it into his groin as hard as I can. “You asshole!!! You fucker,” I scream. When he falls forward to hold his now broken dick, I rear my knee back once more, and this time I slam it right into his gut. There’s a mix of cheers and shouts behind me but I can care less. Laney fuels me, demanding I protect our mate from his threats. *Stop this! Stop it right now! He’s a prince Dakota!! Dex is already in deep shit you can’t make it worse,* Reyes shouts, over mind-link.

My second punch lands in the same spot, splitting his lip wide open as blood splatters onto the concrete floor. Declan coughs, spitting red onto the ground, but I’m already grabbing him by the shirt, yanking him forward before I slam my knee into his ribs. He chokes, his body folding inward, but I don’t let go. I want him to feel every fucking second of this. “You like running your mouth?” I mutter, keeping my grip firm as I drive another brutal knee into his side. He wheezes, his breath choking out, but I don’t stop. “Say something now, Declan. Let’s see if you’ve still got that smart mouth.”

Declan decided to bring his brother to his apartment for a talk. “I need to talk to you about something.” He said as soon as they arrived at the apartment. He parked his car and invited Eden to enter his apartment, which looked more like a modern tech office. Once they got in, Eden repeated the question of what they were actually doing there. Instead of answering, Declan suddenly moved forward and punched Eden in the face. This sudden motion enraged Eden who had no idea what it was all about. “What the hell, Declan!? Are you picking a fight with me?” Eden asked furiously as he tried to stand up. Before he could do it, Declan got on top of him and landed another punch. His movement were rapid

"No wonder you're not partying with us. You've got yourself a sure thing, don't you? Who needs a cleat chaser when you've got a classy act like that all to yourself?" A locker slams in the background. "You're a dick, Shivel," I snap. "Just because I have plans with a woman doesn't mean I'm going to fuck her. I can have fun with more than my dick, ya know." "No," he says. "You can't. None of us can. Soccer and pussy. They're the only things we need."

He slams Mazekeen on the ground hard trying to stomp her to death but she rolls out of the way Before she could get up he is already in front of her delivering series of claw slashes “You are no match for me” “Neither are you!” I said, curling up my fist as I punch him hard on the face. It felt as if I punched a rock—first time I punched someone He didn’t flinch. I used all my strength to hit this bastard but he didn’t flinch. He turned slowly glaring at me—I have never met anyone like him before. He tried to stab his fist through me but Mazekeen lashed on me from behind strangling him

With his temper, the whole party would be destroyed! "Hey man, calm down. We were just dancing--" Soon, a heavy punch was launched right on his cheeks. Immediately, Donovan retaliated, his own punch being stronger that it instantly drew blood from Duke's lips! What. The. Fuck??

Death put his arms to his side, and slowly approached Zach. 'He's right about the change. Hundreds of years of stagnation, broken up by human advancements I would have never thought possible.' Death threw a right straight, copying Zach, who managed to mostly dodge it. Unlike the one he threw, this punch was far stronger and cut the right side of his face. He responded by stepping in and sending a right high kick to Death's chin. Death caught the kick but didn't stop him from using his left leg to kick him in the stomach, sending Death back a few inches.