Pacar Gun Atthaphan Novels & Stories

As soon as Grandpa got the guns, he jumped out of the car! "Grandpa, where are you going?!" I asked worriedly. "Don't worry, little princess. Grandpa will take care of them all," he replied seriously. What's going on?! My brain keeps repeating the same question. "Come here," Zac pulled me close and I hid in his arms. Does he have a gun too?! I think I'm going to be traumatized by this sudden turn of events! Grandpa is incredibly skilled with a gun! He looks like an action star, but I'm shaking with fear. Why won't these thugs give up?

Damon was the hurricane tearing straight for the facility, while Mara and Pascal were the sharp winds cutting through everything around him. A mounted gun powered up at the far edge of the yard. Mara saw the barrel turning toward Damon. “Pascal…turret!” “Already on it!” He sprinted, dodging through gunfire, leapt onto a pile of crates, and launched himself at the turret just as the gunner pulled the trigger. The shot went wild, hitting the dirt close to where Damon had been standing. Pascal landed on top of the gunner, snapping his neck before the man could cry out.

I screamed over the roar of the gunfire while I cycled the action of my shotgun and sent two heavy slugs into the weeds where a muzzle flash was blinking. "They brought two secondary crews from the coast road and they are already setting up a belt-fed weapon on the bed of that flatbed truck, Lucien, so if we don't drop that operator before he finishes loading the tray he is going to chew these stone columns into sand!" Paolo shouted back as he leaned out from behind a stone wheel and emptied his magazine into the bushes.

I zoomed past and picked up a much larger gun which seemed to scare the shit out of him. "Not that." He chuckled darkly before taking it out of my hands. "I didn't say be a fucking terrorist, That's a 13mm Gyrojet and we don't use that for shooting around here.” He croaked and with a light shrug, I turned away from him.

"Darling, I'm the friend here. Okay?" "Nothing is okay. You are all bad people. Shut up or I'll shoot you" She threatened with a mean look and he clicked his tongue, "I count my bullets when I shoot. Miss, the clip of the weapon is empty. You can't shoot me" She was stunned, "What?" Lucia brought the CZ P-09 close to her ear and shook it to hear the noise of the bullets. Carlo couldn't help but shake his head, "You clearly haven't used a gun before"

Finn said, noticing my curious look, "And her husband, Geoffre, is an excellent butcher. Never lets anything go to waste." I smiled at that, imaging them working well together, and teenage looking boy stepped out of the shop a moment later, carrying a couple of powerful looking rifles, "And their son, Athan, is quite the weapons expert," Cole added, grinning at the boy. Athan grinned back, giving a small wave, "Thanks Cole," he said shyly, looking sheepish as I returned the wave, "Hello, Miss," he said politely. "This is Laila, Athan," Finn said, and I gave the boy a warm smile, trying not to laugh as he blushed even more.

The little gun had been the last gift Carlos had given to her, it was an antique but in perfect working order and just as deadly as any ‘normal’ sized gun. He had made her practise and practise until she knew how to take it apart and put it back together, and she had known how close she needed to be to make it deadly effective. Franco, Rocky and Mario looked up as Paolo entered the room, he strode across to them and each of them hugged him, ‘My condolences my friend’

Ferran exchanged bullets with the car behind them while he was driving his pickup. “J-Just drive... Don’t mind me.” She continued recording. “M-Mr. Richard Wang, a businessman and a d-drug lord is one of the members. Dr. Ma---” Thalia vomited blood because a bullet hit her in the back again. Ferran shoots the car’s front wheel so the driver has trouble controlling the car. They almost fell from the cliff if Ferran didn’t turn his pickup car to the left side of the road. The car behind them fell into the deep and dark sea.

All we want was to make each other reach out goal, and that is the edge of glory. "Go, Theron! Cum inside me! Plant your seed inside me ooooh!" she pleaded. "A-Ah! Fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" "P-Please, cum now. I'm also about to reach the peak of g-glory, Theron!" "Oooh aaaah aaaah aaah!" "Ugh! F-Fuck!" I estimate that I fired about ten shots inside Athara. She let out a long breath. I rested for a moment before I pulled my dick out of her hole.

Aarhan said without looking Shayari who got very much scared after listening that Aarhan is focusing to drive as fast as he can and dodge the people who are following them. Shayari nodded her head and pulled out that packet. " Now open it and Pull the gun out." Aarhan said and Shayari nodded She was not shocked at all by this that he is carrying a freaking gun with him. Every Sheerazi man does that and she is quite habitual with that as well. "do you know how to work with it?" Aarhan asked