Gun Atthaphan Brother Win Novels & Stories

I said, “What do you want me to do with him?” “Wait, what`s going on here?” asked her boyfriend. “Set him free.” “My brother… in-law, this is the man who almost took your fiancé`s life.” I said, “Do you also say we set him free?” He didn’t respond. “I thought we spoke about this. We are not those people, we are not killers.” Gwa! Gwa! Gwa! “That was for my sister, and now for me.” “NOOOOO!” I didn’t care what my sister was saying. I kept shooting, and shooting, and shooting. Until I went out of bullets. I then kneeled down and cried.

I gasped and he laughed again. "Antonio put the gun down!" Xaphan ordered when he saw that now I have become his target but he didn't listen. "Antonio put the fucking gun down" Xaphan roared with all his might and kicked his leg which dis balanced him and he fall on the road. This enraged his animal, he took a tight hold of his gun and aimed at me, Xaphan predicted his move and pushed me away. The bullet that was meant for me again hit Xaphan and this time on his left shoulder which was very close to his heart.

I said raising an eyebrow “or is he too much of a coward to come and face his brother?” I looked at Arda’s reflection through the window. My little brother was holding a gun, pointing it at both Ivan and I. Noticing my expression, Ivan smirked and turned around, aiming for his hand which was holding the gun; shooting it, making Arda’s eyes widen as he wailed out in pain. I kept my eyes on Tatiana as I waited for her reaction, but the woman remained frozen.

Worse, that fucker killed his own kid. “What kind of gun was used on my brother?” Christavo sat up from his induced state. “Wait you know something?” Janet nodded. “If I’m right if I can find the gun that killed my brother I can give it to you and you can solve this and make everything right.” Christavo opened his mouth to speak, but her mouth was back on his penis and euphoria began to happen as she went into a fast bob up and down again until his penis disappeared completely in her mouth. He came, knees clenching together and his head thrown back with closed eyes.

He was Karan, the leader of the brotherhood and he will be damned if he hides or surrender. Alessandro’s men were closing in, and Karan had a clear view of them. he hid and waited. When the first two got close he was quick to take them out then took their guns. He left that spot since it alerted the others and they started raining bullets at him. One grazed him on the arm, and he winced but did not stop running and firing.

" Till I am alive, I can't give Jhanu's place to anyone, especially a bitch like your sister, '' I answered with a disgusted face. "She loved you and How dare to call my sister like that," Revanth spoke. "It's not love, it's her obsession" I replied. " When my sister is not happy, I can't see you both happy. It would be your last day. No one can save you from me, Mr.abhiram Varma. Your wife will also suffer like my sister" he said wickedly. He raised his gun and fired at me but Jhanu hugged me by placing her hands around me showing her back to block the bullet. She screamed in pain and held my arm.

With this said, first brother stood up, walked a step and stopped, then turned again to the leaders, holding a gun in one hand, he shot straight onto a man's eye from the Southern side, without saying anything, he turned and left. Everyone was horrified by the sudden shot, it took a minute for them to digest, though they are from the underworld and had even killed many, but the way this 'D' brothers work, is something you can't even imagine. Second brother smirked, saying 'bullseye' and followed him out. No one knew the reason why that man was shot, as both the brothers left, two bodyguards came in and made the injured men out of the room. This man was the one who backstab his own people, by

Sharon and the strange man pointed their weapons in random directions as a precaution. A few minutes later, he turned to me. It seemed we were truly alone. He lowered his weapon and looked at me. His piercing, light eyes examined me as if searching for something I couldn’t even see myself. "Now we can talk." He crossed his arms once he holstered his weapon, his expression serious. "My name is Adrian, Thomas’ brother." I blinked, surprised, trying to process the information. That explained the striking resemblance. They were probably twins. "Brother? Thomas never mentioned he had a brother."

He checked one bag, then the other and nodded to his boss another man that had checked the crate containing guns returned and told his boss they were real. “You are a man of your word Raphael.” The man smirked eyes glittering with excitement from all the money he thought he had. “Bring him.” He spoke into a black walkie-talkie. In a few minutes, a man walked in dragging my brother by the arm before throwing him to my feet.

“What—” The loud, ear-shattering screech of tires against the pavement screams through the air. A black SUV pulls up. Jumps the curb. A man I’ve never seen before steps out, nostrils flared and lips pressed into a thin line. I see no tattoos on him, no markings indicating which family he belongs to. All I can focus on is the murderous look in his eyes and the gun pointed directly at my brother and me. “Thorton Gallardo gives his best,” the man says before firing.