Novel & Cerita Ike Smash Brawl

The woman, like crazy, a random smash, this point of damage, naturally, it is impossible to break them a few big men, just that the woman does not look at anything, the direction does not look, do not look at the people, only to her and the man around a smash, so do not look at anything, do not look at anything, do not look at the people, only to her and the man around a smash. This kind of nothing to see the smash and hit, although did not put their brothers and sisters how, but also really because of this not long for the stick, they really dare not go forward to get close to. "Ah shucks!" The leader of the gangsters, spat fiercely toward the ground a mouthful of spit, eyes released wolf l

Brand's brother turned to him, seeking guidance, just as Brand became aware of the stickiness on his hand. He at first ignored it. He had been in too many bloody brawls in his lifetime for blood to bother him overmuch. But when his mate gasped and tensed in his arms, a wave of dread washed over him. He realized that the stickiness was not merely the expected aftermath of the fight but something far more sinister. His elskede, his alt, Ulfhild, was wounded.

A swift kick landed in my ribs, making my breath hitch. "That's the only thing you're good at," he sneered, his grip on my neck tightening. "And you think you're better than me?" I snarled, panting heavily as I dodged his next strike. I countered with a swift kick to his ankle, sending him crashing to the floor.

I leaned forward and slammed my fist on his face. Gasps rippled. Someone whispered, “Holy shit.” And then… Wham. A sharp blow smashed my jaw sideways. My head whipped, the taste of metal bursting in my mouth. The class went wild. Gasps. Shouts. Someone chanting, “Fight! Fight!” I straightened, spit blood to the floor, wiped my lip slowly. Then I grinned. “That all you got?” “Hey, hey, hey…stop, man! Let him go!” Liam’s voice cut through the chaos, loud as hell, shoving himself between us.

“No one’s going to open that door. If you want out of this cage, you’ll have to kill me.” Big Guy turned, face swollen and bloody. He tried his best. Soon I had him in a choke hold, and then I smashed his face against the cage. Once. Twice, and then over and over again. I couldn’t fucking stop. I needed to crush something. “Tristan” Smash. “Tristan!” Smash. A hand gripped my shoulder and ripped me backward. I released the bloody pulp and stared at Damian. His face was splattered with small red dots. Blood.

"Come on, let's team up against Sandy. I'll help you remove the snow from my car later." I nodded eagerly, accepting his invitation. Our smiles grew wider, filled with playful anticipation. As snowballs flew through the air, we laughed uncontrollably, not caring about getting hit or the coldness surrounding us. "I can't believe you actually hit me!" I exclaimed, brushing off the snow from my coat. "You shouldn't underestimate me," Christopher replied with a smirk, readying his next attack."Go take that!" The snowball battle continued, our laughter ringing through the winter air, as we exchanged playful banter and aimed snowballs at each other. The coldness of the snow was forgotten, replaced

but again he stood up and attacked Aarav, Aarav tried to dodge but the blow came to his chest in stead of his nose, I looked at him, he was looking in pain but he didn't show it. And soon he gave him a full house round kick and I know that has done a damage to shyam and after that he punched him multiple times , after some time shyam was able to make himself free and he went to a near by wall, he was cuffing , I guess he has broken a rib and his nose too, but I was not feeling bad at all... Soon Aarav went to him and looked at him with smirk " oh ...look at you old man , you want to lead two gangs but you can't even defend your self...then how were you going to lead them?"

You are wanted for killing a defenseless man, you bastard! "He wasn't defenseless, the last time I checked." "Look at him, a bastard and a comedian, a rear sight indeed." "I think the same about you." "Why, you…" he lunges at Sasaki, with all his force. Sasaki quickly makes the move that was later named Swallow cut. "You landed… three strikes. How?" the villager's eyes widened. "I'm just fast," Sasaki said with a smirk. "Who sent you?" "Yamato…"

, He had felt that shiver since he was so close to her. "Yeah, tots", she lied easily as she gulped down the unwanted lump that was forming in her throat. Soon, he turned to face the television and they chose their anime characters in the game. Kaylee chose a girl with wine-colored hair and Kavinsky chose his normal black-colored hair character. They started fighting in the game and after not even a minute, Kavinsky's character killed Kaylee own. Kaylee glared at him and started the game back herself. They fought again and Kavinsky won. He laughed hysterically and when he saw Kaylee's face, he held back his laughter. He cleared his throat and asked her.

as the blonde uttered and seemingly arched his head down Solomon could feel his smirk. In a split second, Solomon lost all his control and reason, his punch landed hard on the blonde guy’s jaw and everyone gasped in horror. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”