Novel & Cerita Fart Bomb

The bag Brian carried contained some GANGNAM bomb: A bomb that releases gas that kills all poison and bacteria at the circumference of 3 meters. GANGNAM bombs can only be sold in the black market. Apparently HOHO has deemed this bomb as illegal products soooo. Brian set the bomb off and broke down the metal door. We heard the muffling of the doctors. Their eyes were filled with fear, and expressions proving they were terrified. Their shivering body were as if begging us not to kill them. "Goodbye!" *BANG BANG* "I wanted to shoot them.." Brian pouted. "Now we both know what happens once you kill someone, we're not gonna repeat it." I chuckled.

~ZZZZZZZZZZZZ~ The very moment the cube touched the ground, blue electricity flashed in a radius of 4mts followed by a zappy noise, all the pishach in the vicinity of 4mt dissolved like a large scoop in an ice-cream brick, a big hole cropped up in the middle of the swarm. Frankie was a person who always had a passion for tools and weapons, so he took charge of distracting them with the help of his most favorite tools — 'Disintegration Bombs'. These bombs, as the name suggests, disintegrates the victim into uncountable ions and molecules. The bombs had a fixed range of 4meters. Everything in the vicinity vanished into oblivion.

Farro played with his jaw with his finger and signaled his staff to bring Jairon closer to his place. I remained on my knees with my shoulders slumped, watching what was happening. Jairon and I looked at each other, and I could see in his face the objection to what I was doing. "Did you know that I even had an expert make this bomb?" Farro is referring to the bomb attached to Jairon. He walked towards me and bent down to hold my jaw tightly. "Just for you," he added, and he gently released my face. "Tie it up!" he ordered his staff.

“Well, it’s a good thing I don’t pack light.” With a dramatic flourish, she pulled out three lumpy, dirt-crusted spheres, each one about the size of an apple and wrapped in what looked suspiciously like baked pastry. Micah raised a brow. “Are those–?” “Pie bombs,” Jane said proudly, giving one a little shake. It let out a faint sizzle. “Frieda’s specialty. Flaky crust outside, pure hell inside. Think of them as explosive shepherd’s pies.” Cristobal let out a low whistle. “You really do bake your emotions into violence, huh?”

Deep breathing, steady, steady… oh dear, I think I’m gonna fart. “Hard to tell Crystal, probably the midget one that’s been acting like she had a dynamite up her arsehole,” Edna grumbled, and a bolt of fear shot through me, I only just managed to avoid bumping my head on the exposed wood beams under the bed in my shock. Me? I did not have dynamites up my ass! And I was no damn midget! It’s called a general average ya big fucking doughnut titan! I hissed inwardly, unable to resist rolling my eyes to the back of their sockets like a mobile switchboard.

" The man says and walks off, while I laugh softly. The next thing I know, I've got my cell phone in my hand, calling Allison four times and when she answers, I'm already talking. "I'm in the parking lot of a snack bar, I let out farts so powerful that the stench invaded the inside of the bar and a security guard even came to see if I was okay, you had to see it, I bet you'd never be able to fart that powerful..." I'm proud of my achievement. "Hi, Oliver." She says in a strange voice, sounding sad.

Dante had rigged the warehouse with explosives. “No!” Fabio shouted, lunging forward. But it was too late. Dante pressed the button, and the world exploded in a blinding flash of light and sound. The force of the blast threw Fabio backward, the heat and pressure overwhelming him as the entire building shook. He hit the ground hard, the impact knocking the air from his lungs.

suddenly all sextuplets roared furiously at Dre who looked back at them sheepishly and gave a baby smile back. “Hehe,” he chuckled before shifting and running at ninja fast pace to chase away Xereus’ men who were trying to set the timers on the bombs while Xeon went after those warriors who were protecting Xereus’ bomb squad. Then I knew why everyone bellowed at Dre with murder evident in their tone of voices. Dre set off his own fart bombs and killed two out of five Night Walker bomb squads with it. “I have no fucking idea how Samantha stays with that brat,” Kai growled while Ryder chuckled as he drained off the blood of the Bomb Squad Leader. These were-vamp

Over twenty fucking flights to go down so this should be fun. The doctor had given me an additional fun item. It was a smoke bomb. It felt like a grenade but if I needed to get away or as a diversion, I would be able to use it. My inner child was loving this as it was something that I always wanted to use. I might just use it for fun.

he ranted. “You know I don’t trust them,” she answered in a low tone. “But—” She abruptly rose, holding a white washcloth. “They have explosives.” “Y-you mean b-bombs?!” he stuttered with trembling lips. She handed him the washcloth. “Smell it.” He calmed himself and smelled it. “It…it smells like burned sugar and something like…like…Almond?” “They’re making explosives with nitroglycerin and lawn fertilizer.” “T-this…t-this…they’re obviously dangerous! Gray, we should tell the officers outside while they’re still here—”