Mario Vs Crash 소설 & 이야기

"Your father was just the very same, you know." In only a manner of a few seconds, Mario delivered a high kick to Diaz's temple, knocking him out instantly. I punched Enrico square in the nose and in the jaw, and he fell down hard onto a flat rock. Mario punched Jeff and he landed with a dull thud onto the very same rock. Approaching Ken, he held out his gun, shaking, but I snatched it away from him and hit him at the back of the head with it. Breathing fervently, I could see Mario in a panicked look. "That was your idea?!" He yelled angrily.

He wore a mask and a hoodie so no one was able to recognize him. “Your car is still a virgin Carrillo.” “Yes, it is, Mario. Sadly, it's not mine, it belongs to my boss.” Carrillo shook hands with Mario as everyone was happy to see Carrillo, knowing that it had been a while since he raced. “It can't measure up to mine. I have enough nitro to take me around the block, so basically I'll be flying and you won't even see my lights.” Mario challenged Jason. “So you wanna race?” Jason asked,

Billy and his accomplices were grinning from ear to ear on the screen. "Thanks so much for the gift! We've successfully cracked down on a thieving syndicate today, and it's all thanks to your support! You guys are awesome!" They were still riding in their dilapidated van, racing along the winding mountain road to celebrate. The camera occasionally cut to the outside of the car, showing off their so-called speed and passion for racing, I stared at the screen for a long while. With my decade-long experience honed in auto repair, I quickly spotted an anomaly in their video.

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

While he was tending to his wound to stop the bleeding, my phone rang. "Mario, I have Matt, we are leaving it up to you, do you think you can manage?" I asked. "Of course-a boss, leave it up to a-me!" he said, Mario was a scottish man who had been a criminologist cleaning crew for as long as I had known him, which was well over ten years, he had a strong accent that sometimes reminded me of the character from that videogame where they had to save the princess. I think his name was partially what convinced me that he sounded like him.

“You won’t die so easily, I just want to confirm a suspicion.” Immediately, the words left my mouth; the car crashed into ours from behind. “Shit!” Mario cursed and stepped on the accelerator pedal. Bullets rang in the air, and the window beside me shattered; some of the splinters slashed into my neck, and I gasped out as my heart shrank in pain. “Stop! Stop!” I gasped out at Mario who was racing down the lane. I clenched my neck, which was bleeding profusely, as I tugged desperately on Mario’s sleeve.

“Tell me about the pregnancy. Please.” Beth gave me a small nod. “Okay. So I was saying…” But before she could finish, there was a loud crash that made Beth and I freeze. We didn’t say anything. We both shot to our feet and rushed toward the sound. Down the stairs. Out the back door. And then I saw it. Mario was on top of Jackson, one knee pressed into his chest, his fist flying over and over. There was blood. Jackson’s face was already a mess, but Mario didn’t stop. His breathing was rough.

"What's going on? Mario, you're a level three warrior king. Who can beat you like this? Did you offend a powerful upper family from this city?" Mario shook his head helplessly. "No. Missus Surina was bullied so she brought us to get her revenge. But that kid was too strong. I think he's as strong as a level five warrior king. But I don't know if he's a level five warrior king or not. But he's definitely stronger than me!" "A level five warrior king!" The Great Elder's mouth twitched a few times. He was the strongest in the mansion but he was just a level four warrior king. Thus if what Mario said was true, he could not defeat the guy too.

When my husband from the arranged marriage lost his memory, I couldn't resist messing with him. “Adrian. Say 'Boss.'“ The man in the hospital bed hugged his pillow and looked up at me like a good little boy. “Boss.” I nodded, satisfied. Perfect. A whole year of marriage, and he never once called me his wife. One car crash, and he'd been demoted to calling me Boss. Adrian and I had an arranged marriage. I did it for my family's dying factory. After the wedding he was colder than the fridge. We slept in separate rooms. He wouldn't eat my cooking and wouldn't take my calls. He even saved my number in his phone as “the Bell girl.” I lived in the Crane house more carefully than the hired

I pretend to think about it, "Mario Ramirez, come here." Rio snorts and starts shaking his head as soon as he sees Mario approaching. Mario is the smallest, he's even shorter than Rio. Rio should take the easy way out I'm offering him, but of course his ego won't let him. I close my eyes in stress as soon as I see his chest popping out. "I want to fight an Alpha, please," he says. Mario rolls his eyes, he's too used to being looked down on at this point to be phased. He tries to walk away, but I stop him.