Novel & Cerita Just A Young Gun With A Quick Fuse

"It's been so right from the first day I was born. Man uses me to fight. He releases me from the holding chamber with a push of the trigger, and anxiously or not, since I never know in what manner I fly, I am always happy to be let out of the cartridge, and the gun holding me. Free to be outside this shell that's my dress. But it's only when I see the man I'm about to go through, or be stuck in, that I then become reluctant, wishing I never left my shell. Sometimes, I'm never told who I am to kill. I'm just let out of the chamber, relieved of my dress, and sent out to pierce a hole in a man, and become wet with his blood. Guns don't kill, Your Grace. People kill people. But if you really wan

For a long time, Arnold waited for Jessie with anxiety, now it was already midnight, but there was no sign that they had managed to defuse the bomb. Not long after, an incoming message notification sounded from the driver's cellphone. "They are safe, the bomb has been defused," the driver said with a sigh of relief. Just as the driver finished speaking, there was a deafening gunshot. bang... bang... bang... Arnold just buried his face in the car seat, his chest felt tight at the sound of the gunshot, thinking about the fate of his lover out there. Even the car that Arnold was driving in was also the target of gunfire, but luckily this car was designed as a bulletproof car.

Michael: Stay on your game Rebel Rebel: Bye Daddy (phone dead) I summon a maid to bring my driver. The party this evening is A-list, so I won't be packing a gun. No issue. I wear a small pistol on my thigh for good measure and smile to myself. I am twenty-five, and my whole body is an arsenal. I don't need much to get the job done. Even my nails are lethal.

Mafia men and their massive egos. “You think I can’t?” He spat, standing up and walking closer to me. As soon as he was within arms reach, I turned off the light, grabbed his arm and twisted his wrist. I heard the gun drop to the ground. I located it with my foot and pushed it backwards. I twisted his entire arm to his back and kicked him. As soon as I heard the loud thud, I turned the lights back on, brighter ones this time and saw the man groaning in pain on the ground. Bending down to pick the gun, I checked for bullets and sure enough, it was loaded. “Thanks for the gift.” I say, waving the gun at him before stuffing it in my purse.

An Olympus Gang member calls out to Hercules amidst the sound of raining bullets. “I DON’T CARE! JUST SHOOT AT THE CAFÉ!” Hercules ordered while still firing. But no matter how many bullets they consumed, the café’s glass walls remained solid. They saw a young man go out of the café to get the kids. Hercules aimed his gun on him and fires. The young man stumbled while holding the last kid but quickly righted himself and hurried to the door. Hercules aimed and shot him again but he’s still able to go inside the café. “KEEP SHOOTING!” He shouted.

Lexis didn't shoot him? Lexis smiles at the boy, "There's no bullet in it." "The bullet makes it work, right?" "Yes. It makes this thing..." Lexis says pointing at the gun. "Works." The little boy nods, "Then why don't you put some inside?" Lexis grins and squirts before him again. "How old are you?" "Six years old!" He says loudly beaming from ear to ear. Lexis nods, "Six, hmm. Then that's great. " He pats the boy's head. "You should know, little brat, this.." He says referring to the gun. "-Is called a gun and it doesn't take people to nice places."

His appearance seems demonic, as if he is possessed. He then shoots the two guys in the leg. As the crowd comes out of the club, he holds the gun to the 3rd guy's head, “I feel like putting a bullet through your narrow mind.” As he gets angrier, he hits the back of the gun to the guy's head, “that's for punching me,” as he is about to shoot the guy. There stands a girl in front of Joshua, looking at him, “he's not worth it,” her eyes are blue like the ocean on a sunny day, her perfect curves, and her hair is long. She is wearing a leather jacket and black jeans with a skull T-shirt. She takes his hand and moves the gun down gently. Joshua not caring about who this girl is, now gets on his bi

"If you say anything that I don't like, I'll shoot her head. What do you say?" The gun in Uriah's hand was made of an ultra-hard and ultra-resistant tungsten steel. Even if Adrienne had a head made of iron, she would not be able to withstand it. Not to mention the fact that Adrienne was a mere mortal made of flesh. The pressure of the gun on her head was enough to injure her scalp. Although Jefferson was burning with rage, he tried hard to control himself. He could not let Little Specky get hurt, not again.

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes so he spoke up. “Let him see, Evelyn. Let him see how far you’ve come while he was busy destroying himself.” My thoughts ran wild but soon a dangerous smile appeared on my face. “Fine,” I stated, my voice dripping with venom. “If we are going to burn him down, we might as well do it in the spotlight.” Leo suddenly froze near the couch, with his head tilted. Then he waddled toward me with something pinched between his fingers. “Mama… I found this.”

I yell at him, trying to ignore the feeling I get when he talked about my mates dead. He nods, “Maybe, but I wanted you, and since that can’t happen, I’ll settle for this.” He tells me, and I shake my head. Gunner’s powers are nearly melting me, and I throw a shield around Issac and Jordan just in time for Gunner to blow. Fire flies from his body at a speed I couldn’t even expect. My body goes flying through the air and my head slams against the wall.