Novel & Cerita Gun Atthaphan Brother Win

Atticus growled, his eyes red with fury. The man who's name was Angus smirked, clutching tightly on his blade. "After you killed my brother, I took it upon myself to avenge his death," he spat out. Atticus didn't understand who he was talking about, he has killed many people in the past so it was not technically his fault that he didn't remember who the man's brother was. "If you don't want to end up six feet under like your brother, i suggest you walk away. I'm letting this slide right now but—"

“What are you waiting to kill her!” Mr. Thom shouted as he was angry about how a girl could destroy his mission. He wanted revenge for his brother but little did he know he was himself going to die in all of this. At this point, there were not only just two of those bulky men but also four-five more like them. But Meera feared none. She fought with them and they were taken down in no time. She was a lot faster than them. Gunshots, knife stabs she used it all to turn the tables on her side and succeeded in no time.

MATTEO’S POV I can’t believe that this very playful and radical version of Arlette exists until she met her brother. Anthony Winthrop is a small thorn in the flesh, but we get along well, especially since Dante offered him that game and he promised to be a good boy. I take into consideration his deteriorating health, the fact that he is in pain, but Arlette going in to fight him is wild. I can’t have her injuring him or aggravating his situation.

His eyes darted from the guns to Alessandro’s steady stare and deep down, he realized his brother had won this round. But he wasn’t done fighting. Not yet.

Adrian had also been tasked with taking out Greg's brother Kevin, and he had approached the situation with a ruthlessness that left no room for error. “You, it’s you and I again.” Kevin laughed and before saying another word, Adrian pulled the triggers at both of his knees before pulling another at his forehead. In the end, it was Zane, Zach's younger brother, who delivered the killing blow to Greg. With a ferocity that belied his young age, Zane charged into the fray and took down Greg with a single bullet to the head. “I could have made you die a painful death but I wouldn’t want to waste my time.” He said.

“You were never worth it." My brother pulls the trigger.

I am paralyzed by the idea of passing away in this manner, but I cling to reason since it only values it. “We don't have a sniper.” The answer is, "Yes, you do." The only sniper the brotherhood ever employed was accompanying me to the altar. “It might have been a separate, hired sniper.” “And you believe I would employ them to terrorize my family during my wedding?” At first, I didn't believe it, but with each passing second, it seemed more likely. Behind Min, a shadow comes and raises a gun to his head. When I see Ethan's face, my breathing becomes laboured. He appeared to not be holding a rifle because of his firm footing and solid grip.

Aathiyan turned to her, “He tried to kill me,” She was speechless, “When that happened?” Aathiyan continued his story, “It was a year back. I was traveling at that time in disguise and some men came to kill me. They don’t know that I am not some random man who they could easily defeat. One of the men confessed that they were sent by my brother.” “I didn’t believe it at all even though I have all the reasons too. I confronted him and he agreed without regret. From that moment, we turned into a cat and mouse. He openly challenged me on many occasions. I think that’s the end of our brotherhood.”

Her cheeks are swollen and her nose is almost fractured. A man whom he recognized as his brother stood in front of the girl with his arm raised like he was preparing to slap her. “Stop!” Erwan yelled. His brother, Nathan Fuenter divert his attention to the door where Erwan stood, his gun pointing in his brother’s direction. Instead of being alarmed, Nathan’s lips curved into a grin. “You’re late, little brother.” He said, looking directly into Erwan’s eyes.