Makarov Quote Novels & Stories

I asked. “Yeah, but I believe him when he said it was to keep his family unharmed,” Marco replied calmly. I frowned. I could not believe this man. “Why? I mean, why do you believe him?” I asked, expressing my honest reaction of disbelief. “Because I am still alive. That means he did not want to kill me because he could have done it so easily since I was unguarded. Gabriel is amazingly good at those kinds of things, and if he wanted me dead, he could have done so without any difficulty. We trained together over the years. So, when it comes to guns, fights, and combats, we know our abilities and capabilities, as well as challenges. And I believe him,” Marco spoke with ease and a peaceful tone.

"Hmmm… Intriguing, very intriguing. Go on, continue." "That's basically it Sir. The hardest of problems can only be fixed by the easiest of solutions." "Who said that? Did you just make it up?" "Jesus Christ said that Sir, in the bible." "Wow, that's a good quote. That guy Jesus has some good ones, back in his day." "Here is another one: it is your right to kill anyone that tries to harm you." "He said that? Really??" "Yes Mr. Secretary."

David was stunned. "What did you say?" Macarius had never been so humiliated before, and he said with widened eyes, "As martial artists, we shouldn't push each other into a corner. Do you have to be so ruthless? "Young man, I'd advise you to not burn bridges because you never know what's in store for you in the future." However, Woody simply grinned indifferently and said, "Just minutes ago, one of you brazenly said that taking a few lives on international waters isn't a big deal.

Marcus looked annoyed. His hair, which was a combination of two colors, was left a little disheveled. It was usually styled to match his tall, athletic look. His shirt was a bit rumpled, and he was still carrying a large bag containing his favorite weapon—the Arctic Walfare Magnum, the latest series he got from Damian. Marcus was really impressed with the accuracy of this sniper rifle. He really wanted to use this weapon again, but he had to follow Damian's orders.

"You charged an enemy unarmed then stumbled and failed. They were armed?" "Yes, with a .357 Magnum revolver and a 10 gauge sawed-off automatic shotgun – in tight confines and close range...oh, and no cover." Maddox replied – then to me, "I read the report." "Then you repeated the action a few minutes..." Miyako. "Less than a minute later," Maddox clarified.

I got to talk to my lil’ bro again! PickyPickle: lolol d-ranked mecha noobs lolol Quarkystar99: So what pickle? You realize they didn’t even take any damage at all, right?! Fentonade: Ragnarok Arms LR90 Sniper Cannons are superb weapons. You have excellent taste. WetEggplant: show us ur boobs --- On the other hand however, the comments on Earth were much more mixed. Not many were very positive, and Mack was a little disheartened by some of them.

Malik’s POV The doctor came out a little after one in the morning, wiping his hands, and said the words that made the whole house exhale at once. "Through and through. Missed the artery by a hair I don't want to think about, missed the joint entirely. He'll keep the arm. He'll keep everything. He's twenty-six and furious he can't have a beer and he's asking for someone named, " the doctor consulted the specific miracle of his own memory ", for the lady with the cake. That's a direct quote. The lady with the cake. He wants it in writing that he took a bullet and is owed dessert."

“So, you’re willing to lose part of your business instead?” Maybe I’d been wrong about Nicholas being smart, after all. A wise man would take my offer without a second thought. To them, I was taking the shorter end of the stick when I could take everything from them. He rose to his feet, tucking his gun back into the waistband of his pants. “That’s none of your business.” He pinned Mikhail with a hard glare. “YA byl by ostorozhneye na tvoyem meste. Ya nikogda ne promakhivayus’.”

I considered the firearms, running my fingers along the sleek, deadly curves. Mark leaned back in his chair, dark eyes appraising me coolly. "The Beretta 92FS is always a reliable choice," he murmured, tapping the sleek black pistol with a calloused finger. "Accurate, lightweight, and packs a punch. I've also got the latest Glocks—polymer frames, high magazine capacity. Perfect for your men."

"Drop the gun slowly and kick it to the side” Marcelo slowly obliged and responded, “you know you are a dead man right?”. Agent Gabriel didn’t pay attention to what he said, and instead said, “Now tell you pet to do the same”. Marcelo didn’t say a word, Agent Gabriel shouted, “Now”!!!