Sniper Mask X Kuon Novels & Stories

“Are the outfits for kendo also bulletproof?” “No. The modern armor is called kendogu. It consists of men, do, kote and tare.” “What?” She looked at him confused, so he continued. “Men is a mask, the cover for the head, throat and arms. It is usually made of a face-covering metal lattice with a belt of multi-layer, densely quilted fabric attached to it, protecting the head and shoulders.” Eventually, Elen was interested in his explanation, so he continued. He didn’t mind sharing his knowledge.

These men had their faces covered by a black mask and on their waist, they had a belt that was full of bullets . '' Judging by the large number of bullets that each of them carries , they must be determined to kill you ! '' said Kiara looking at Browen . ' Kiara is right ! They won't stop but I wonder who's really the one they want to kill between us two? ' thought Browen looking at Kiara who was watching the assassins . '' We need to a way to ask help . It's clear that we can't win against them . '' said Browen .

Xiao Chen took a breath and slowly turned his head back again, slowly saying, "From now on, I will crush all my enemies, one by one, to smithereens ......" "Yes ......," Qingluan lowered her head, not daring to say anything else at the moment. "Right Qingluan." Xiao Chuan turned his head to look at her again and Qingluan raised her head and said, "Please command if there is something Lord." Xiao Chuan looked at her with a deep meaning in his eyes as he said, "Help me, create a mask."

It is a miracle that the residences of other people aren't affected since their apartment got the full blow but even so, it was minimum damage. Kurai jumped out to grab the culprits and carried five people by himself. They are all unconscious. As Kazuha inspects them, she looks at their weapons. It looks like combination of a crossbow gun and a regular gun but more smaller and it doesn't exactly look functional as there is no space to put the arrow. "I knew it." She said. "This is the Stinger 15 model made by the government. A low quality one but there is no doubt about this model."

The man sneered, before signaling his men to make way. They all wore masks to cover their faces precisely because they feared the influence and power of the Hunts. Though it was a shame that they did not obtain the Energy Nurturing Pills, the man obtained the Pure Energy Pills and there was no point for him in killing Quinton as he wished to avoid being targeted by the Hunts. "Don’t think you've won just yet! The Hunts won't forget what you did today. Once I find out who you are, we'll make you pay for this!" Quinton said coldly.

"I'm sorry, Zanele. I crossed a line. I shouldn't have tried to strip your hide mask without asking." "This scarred leather is ugly," I snap, adjusting the strap behind my ear so the dark hide covers every inch of my skin. "But until the rogue threat is cleared, I remain masked. My true face stays hidden." "I understand," Kieran says softly, his throat working as he swallows hard.

The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them. She moved her sniper slowly to the right as the men made their way across the parking lot to their black sedan. Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss.

A few techs were stationed at the consoles, typing rapidly. These guys were higher rank to those outside. In this room I lined up former world most wanted hackers and tech geniuses from the top companies around the world. “Have you identified the shooter?” I asked, taking the seat beside Leo. The lead tech worker shook his head. “The shooter wore a full black tactical mask, sir. No visible face, no ID. We ran the footage through recognition software, but it came back clean.” “Play it.” He did. The video replayed in the highest possible definition.

With one long step, I began to dash out of Lilith’s Flower Garden and through the busy streets of Metropolitan City, keeping my scanner’s locked-in focus function on the shadow of the culprit running from the rooftop of the Metro Hospital to another rooftop. “You potato!” I cursed as the culprit disappeared from my view. Surely, the sniper was a man enshrouded in black. He was wearing a thick mask, his neckline was all covered, not even a strand of his hair could be seen from that tight cap on his head, gloves were on his hands and his shirt was long-sleeved. Even if my locked-in focus could capture his image in high-definition, I wouldn’t be able to identify him. All I knew was that he had

The only thing that makes them differ from one another is their build and their weapons. Sniper, pistol, grenades, crossbow, they have it hanging on their back but most of all, they have katana on their belts. “All organizations were scared of them back in the days. But these years, they lie low that some have forgotten about them and mafias took advantage of that.” I heaved a sigh of relief. At least, we have a chance to win now. Let the games begin then.