Pacar Gun Atthaphan Novels & Stories

My eyes scanned the exotic cars, searching for my La Ferrari amongst the sea of cars. “Mine has 10 handguns, 4 assault rifles, 8 knives and 3 shotguns.” Ace said as he smirked victoriously. “So we’re taking mine amore.” Not in the mood to argue, I rolled my eyes and followed him. We arrived at a gorgeous bright red Porsche 918. Ace reached in the truck and pulled out a duffle bag filled with weapons and ammo. I touched the outside of the car to feel that it was reinforced with metal, making the exterior hard and impenetrable. The wheels had small spikes, which would easily take out any vehicle that tried to ram into us. It was like a fucking Italian Bat Mobile. Romano and Alice got into his

Then I look at Phill- I'll use mine. -As you like. -He answers raising his arms in the air. I walk over to the car and open the trunk, then pull out my gun and close it again. As I walk, I keep it in the waistband of my pants. The boys from the brigade have already started walking and they all have their weapons on. -And mine?- Lailah asks with a frown. I look at her dumbfounded. -Yours? You stay in the car. I am surprised when he laughs and reaches down for a submachine gun. Unlock and drop your weight on one leg.

On its shoulder was a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Antipersonnel Chaingun, which loaded directly from an ammunition pack on the mecha’s back. Xylo was in her own mecha, a B-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Phantom” Mechanized Infiltrator. Its paint scheme was dark blues on smoke grays, in a pattern meant for nighttime incursions. On its shoulder was an A-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Executor” Sniper Cannon. Each of them wielded a C-ranked Federal Shipyards Machine Pistol, which was paired with a B-ranked Federal Shipyards “Citadel” Tower Shield. “It almost feels like we’re bullying them,” said Freya.

It appears as though Finn and I have vanished. Handguns, Dan liked to say, were for self-defense; rifles were for fun. Upon witnessing his impressive gun skills at the range, I pulled Finn aside to ensure we got Dan the greatest present possible for his twenty-first birthday. That is the origin of the McMillan TAC-50 rifle, which cost us about ten thousand dollars. Even Finn seemed impressed with what Dan could do with that rifle. Eight European sports vehicles are racing in our direction. personalized wheels. windows with tints.

August's POV I just ignored the evil looks that Scarlet was throwing at me. No one has yet died from the evil eye. He might even get sore eyes because of what he does. We are here again in the training room and there are different guns on the long table. There are snipers, M16, shotguns, and caliber 45 pistols. Draco said we're going to do disarming. They wanted to see how fast we are to disassemble a gun. I just looked at the guns. This is not new to me because it is one of the training at PMA and it was not easy because the grade depends on whether you can pass or not. I am confident that I can do it easily.

Chu Xun had used a gun only once before, and it was a Pulse Thunder Gun which he seized from the Golden Wolf Mercenary when he killed them. However, now, the gun that the soldier handed him was a sub-machine gun, because not every soldier could be armed with a Pulse Thunder Gun. Chu Xun was not proficient at using sub-machine guns. However, the gun had been loaded with the safety catch on, so Chu Xun just needed to aim at the target and fire. Chu Xun aimed at the huge red ape and fired when the ape grabbed toward a goat. Boom! Boom!... A round of bullets shot out, and immediately, the painful roaring voice of the huge ape resounded through the pasture. The other beasts were shocked and all l

"The car is⁠ armore‌d. Bul‌letproof​ glass. Reinforced chassi​s.⁠ Marco is⁠ s‍taying in the driver's sea‌t​. D‍o⁠ not o‍p‌e⁠n the d‌oor for anyone but m​e o​r Giovanni." He reached i​n⁠to t‍he bag and p​ull⁠ed out a smal​l​er gun. A com⁠pact Glock. He⁠ handed it to me.⁠ "Do yo‍u kn​ow how t‍o use this‍?"‍ ​"Point and shoot," I whispered, t‌he metal c​old and heavy in my hand.⁠ "‌Sa⁠f‍ety is o‍ff," h‍e said. "If a‌ny‍one trie⁠s to op⁠en that door‍, you‌ empty the c⁠lip. Do you understand?"

Water sprayed high from puddles as the tires spun fast. His face was tight with concentration. "Fuck." He couldn't pull his weapon at first because he was focused on driving carefully. But as the chase intensified on a clearer stretch of road, Tarzan reached under his jacket with his bloodied left hand, drew his pistol, and twisted in the seat. He fired back through the shattered rear window — **BANG! BANG!** — aiming straight for the lead pursuer's driver. The shots found their mark. The driver slumped, and the black car veered wildly before smashing into a divider.

and with that, ammunition rained from the opponents' ammo. “Fuck!” Alexis hissed as she give pressure on her wounded shoulder. “Hiding in a not-so-safe place won’t make you alive for too long, kiddos.” Athena mockingly said as she continuously fire the opponents using her Beretta PM12 Submachine Gun. Alexis shrugged as she listened to the former officer's voice not so far from her location.

I run into Leo going down the stairs at the entrance, he can't take his eyes off the papers he has in his right hand and the left one is tucked into his black pants pocket. "No, I don't want to" I get into the sporty Nissan when I finish getting off two by two, I put Pantera behind the seat belt and press the accelerator to the full just before my grandmother Pía arrives at the entrance with the shotgun, the bullets They do not reach me, it lost its touch, which confirms that it is old.