Novel & Cerita Matan Shooter

I grabbed the bullets and rolled them on my shoulder and started the sweet engine of doom. Matteo climbed up on the car and manned the machine gun fixed on it too since the man there was shot dead. Clean aim, there's a sniper here and I caught the bastard quickly. The gun in my hand was fucking heavy but I managed to grab a knife and released it into his head. Cool… I turned on doom and the syncing of our guns, spraying bullets all over the corner and the men screaming and falling made me smile. The sickening death cries was heavenly and just what I needed to hear. It spinned hot and came to an end after releasing a ton of bullets and shells were all over the ground.

Matt froze in shock and immediately drops the gun in his hands without realizing it "Nicky!."

Matteo mocked me as he smirked and my heart nearly stopped when I saw Japheth's eyes were already closing. “Matteo, last chance, let him go!” I shouted but he didn't move. “He needs to be gone for you to come back to my senses.” He snapped and I finally had enough. If I tried to shoot his arm and accidentally missed, I'd be shooting Japheth instead. So I moved the gun down and shot his leg that was right in between Japheth's legs. He let out a yell of pain as he stumbled back and seeing that Japheth was finally free, I finally rushed forward. He raised his hand to stab him again but I shot one more time, aiming for his arm instead.

Felix told him as a matter of fact and he grinned. Matteo smirked "Well, I should also tell you...." He leaned closer. "your girl, oh what's her name again. Yeah Sarah, her skin.....it tastes so good" he said lowly with dark amusement in his eyes. Felix grinned at his words. So he touched her, fucking asshole! He grimaced, cocked his gun and immediately shot Matteo to the left shoulder. "Jesus!" He groaned.

The man was a f*cking Jedi. A movement behind me got my attention and I looked back, turning just in time to dodge a blow of an iron bat from a small guy that came out of nowhere. I cursed before pointing my own gun at him and shooting him in the shoulder. The guy fell back, but I didn’t wait to know if he was dead or not. My heart was beating really fast and the adrenaline coursing through me was what was keeping me going. I couldn’t stop. As I turned around to take in my surroundings once more and check if anyone might need my help, my heart sank to my stomach as I saw Matias get shot in the head, his body collapsing lifeless on the ground.

A man in black was chasing after him, gun in hand. A few more bullets were fired. Matthias grabbed a painting off the wall and hurled it at the attacker just as sharp pain exploded in his leg. He groaned, teeth gritted as he grabbed onto the railing to stop himself from falling down the stairs. Hissing and glancing down at his leg, Matthias cursed. He had been shot. Blood seeped from the wound with a stinging pain. And his killer was gaining on him, the painting tossed aside. Fuck. Another round of bullets was fired. Matthias ducked behind the railing, thankful for the bare minimum of cover.

" My mate is so pissed right now, but she is handling it well. She's keeping her language rated G because she knows she has kids watching her. She smiles, "I don't want this scum ruining our evening! Let's celebrate!" Three guards came and picked up the shooter and she scanned the rest of the crowd and found another one. She pointed and threw another small lightning bolt. The guy dropped the gun and someone in the crowd caught it. She levitated the guy and brought him to the front, where three more guards were waiting to take him to the dungeon. I am always in awe of my mate, but I'm even more so now. She has always been a badass in my eyes, but more so now. I love this woman more than life

Paolo shouted through the line as the sound of his own shotgun started booming from the lower trenches. "I see him and he's already dead," I muttered, and I didn't feel any hesitation or any of the old sickness in my throat as I watched the man's chest cave in through my crosshairs because every drop of blood they spilled on the asphalt was just a small down payment for what they did to my friends at the churchyard. "Matteo, you need to slow down your rhythm because you're burning through the special magazine too fast and we don't have another crate of these heavy rounds at the base," Alessia’s voice suddenly cut into the frequency from her position near the lower gate.

Nobody wants to earn the Al Fahezi’s anger. ___________________________________________________________________________ Tiernan looked like a famous gunslinger from a Hollywood movie by the way he barged through Don Vitorino’s villa. He looked at the traitorous bastard who was now cowering along with his brother. Gone was the self-assured man who threatened Alonzo and Matan just hours ago. Seeing the man’s reaction, Matan snickered. “Bout time you arrived Bro! We thought Vatican City reformed you and turned you into a saint. Your friend here sided with the devil for his idiot of a brother hoping he’d save him. All idiocy in my opinion. “Matan spat as he said this.

she asked before she took her shot. “I believe Matty will need to have Insan Sevenler tattooed on his chest,” Ray supplied. “Right, cousin?” Matty turned to glare at him. I snorted. “Right,” Matty ground out through his teeth. Kimi conveniently missed her shot. I guess she decided to let Matty have some hope. “Shit,” she swore softly. “Well, I guess it’s your turn.” Matty strutted up to the table, and eyed the balls. He took two shots before one of his balls barely missed the pocket. “Fuck!” he shouted, and glared at Kimi. “Go,” he commanded.