Phantom Bullet Net นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It is classified as a mystical weapon, and the bullets used are not ordinary silver bullets. Bullets made of precious metal, from pieces of shooting stars in Norway. To get this rare bullet, Damien had to spend around five thousand US dollars for one bullet. All of them including Reinhardt had gone to their positions. Now only Daniel and Alexis are still on top of the old building. Alexis turned his head, "Why don't you just let me finish him off? You know that I can do it yourself."

Hindi pa ako nakuntento ay sinubukan ko asentahin ang mga target na nasa layong 400 meters. Dumapa ako at inasinta ang mga target. Napangiti na lang ako ng na bullseye ko lahat ng target. My bullet will never be wasted. Narinig ko naman na may pumalakpak sa likod ko kaya lumingon ako sa likod at lahat sila ay nasa likod ko na habang nakangiti "Wala ka pa rin kupas Jay," pagpuri sa akin ni Glade at inilahad niya ang kamay niya para itayo ako sa pagkakadapa.

His fingers danced on the screen for close to thirty minutes, his eyes never leaving the several codes that were infont of the screen. His fingers stopped before he pressed enter. He had found them though after breaking several defence walls. " So, who was it? Asriel asked. He had sat on a metallic arm chair as he swung around, obviously not patient at all, but he had to wait, this was the only way to find those bastards. " Boss, the bullets are used by the Scorpion gang, it's them that specially orders the bullets from overseas. Infact they had just received a shipment of the same a day before. It's definitely them."

I said. Sprinting to the bathroom, I grabbed my emergency kit. I cut his shirt open with scissors. There was a lot of blood on his torso. I tried to repress my fear and turned my brain off for any other thoughts in order to let my instincts take over. My hands moved swiftly, swabbing the area and ignoring his faint groan. The only light was from my windows. The bullet hadn’t exited. “Of course not,” I breathed and focused once more. I’d never done a removal except in one simulation before but I knew I had to risk it.

I have a Nerf bullet stuck in my hair. Great.

I awed in amazement, Darren stood in front of me reaching out to collect the bullet. I gave it to him, he tossed it in the air and quickly swiped it from the air. "They're not normal bullets..." he started off. "They're called venom blood one of the most dangerous and the most poisonous bullets in the country, they're made from the venoms of the most poisonous metal on earth." he said while I shook my right hand, he chuckled at my flimsy reaction. "Don't worry their poison is already condensed into the bullet so it's not poisonous now unless you're being shot then count yourself unlucky." he said while I looked closely at the gun. "How come I've never heard of them if they're this popular? "

Liam said as he walked over to the bed, his expression tense. “The bullet is not made of anything found in regular ammunition. It’s a compound infused with some kind of synthetic venom. That’s why it took so long to remove. The stuff was still working against your body even after the bullet was lodged.” I looked at Brandon and I could see his jaw tense. Liam continued. “From the components of the bullet, only one pack has ever crafted something like that. The Night Crawlers.” Brandon’s whole body stilled. His hand clenched lightly over the blanket. “Jeremy’s pack.”

"A weapon that was meant to only be used by my most trusted if we were ever under attack… However, the man I trusted like a brother, stole it and mass-produced it. Selling it to several Cartel’s and Mafia organisations. According to my data, a couple of buyers were also supernatural." I now glanced back at them; Dante’s face was as passive as ever, whilst the other two were frowning as they listened. "Are you sure it's that dangerous?" Alejandro asked, his brow furrowed. "Yeah, there’s someone who had some of these bullets, and they sure as fuck worked. These bullets can kill so fast that if you were in wolf form, the body doesn’t even revert to human form. Emmet Garrons produced fucking tho

“So… pro tip: volunteering smart beats being shoved into ‘One Bullet.’” The stall for ONE BULLET was… unsettling. A single, gleaming pistol rested under a glass dome, spotlit. Next to it, a target that was just a stylized human silhouette. The tagline flashed: ONE SHOT. ONE KILL. ONE WINNER. ALL LOSERS ERASED. My stomach clenched. “No,” I said. “Not that one. Ever.” “Agreed,” Corvin said. He turned slowly, taking in the rest of the menu with narrowed eyes.

Somewhere in the city of new jersey, a group of men where busy shipping some weapons and drugs. "Sir, the shipments had been completed." His Second in Command said at his phone. "Well done, how about our other objectives?" A voice so deep answered. "We already burned his headquarters, Sir. His brother is already dead and some of his men are quitting out." A dark laugh was heard until the line went out. ** Inka's Point of View I heaved a sigh for the ninth time as I arrange some of my paperwork. I looked at my phone and there was still no notifications, no messages, not even some missed calls.