Sniper Mask X Kuon Novels & Stories

“Sure thing… Dad.” The man whipped around so fast the driver almost swerved. “I am your cousin, Kai.” Kai snorted. “Relax, Martin. Just messing with you.” “Don’t—just don’t.” His cousin pinched the bridge of his nose. “Lay low. Please. That’s all I’m asking.” Kai gave him a lazy salute. “Low profile. Good kid. Got it.” Even if both of them knew he was incapable of either. --- The school gates was open like the mouth of some bored giant. Kai stepped out of the car, adjusting his hoodie and pulling up the black mask that hid everything below his eyes. It wasn’t suspicious. Gen Z could show up dressed like space pirates and no one would blink.

The tray has served as a mirror once before, but right now I didn't feel like looking at myself anymore. “You still look like you.” He sounded unsure. “I promise.” “Maybe a little less like her,” I said, half smiling. The smile didn't last long though, as I looked at him. “What about you?” “What about me?”He tilted his head. “What's wrong?” “What if Hunter recognizes you?” just because they were enemies and didn't see eye to eye didn't mean they couldn't recognize each other, right? “I always wore a mask when I fought.” He shrugged. “So I doubt he’ll know.”

Similarly, he wore a mask that was similar to the other Night Empire warriors with the only difference being the silver and purple detailing that signified his position. The face mask was a three-dimensional Dragon face made of light weight, highly impact resistant metal, black in colour with its features detailed in purple and silver, where the only exposed part was the eyes; the area of the mouth had a mechanical contraption that moved with the jaw movement and also allowed intake of food and drinks without having to be taken off. The other peculiarity of the mask was that it was fastened at the neck and could only be taken off by the fingerprint of the owner or his superior from the Night

“I knew you would say that” Liam comes running over with a case and lays it down in front of me. He has a wicked grin on his face and laughs as he says, “Hope you like it”. I gasp when I open the case. It’s a custom long-distance Ruger precision sniper rifle. It even has custom silver bullets with a wolfbane core. Conrad lifts my chin to look at him. “Figured this way you are still safe at the house while kicking ass and being a true Luna Queen”.

They answered immediately " We are not using guns but in the most serious cases. We need to make it as clean as possible. We don't have to freak the people there. second, wear your black mask to not get detected by the cameras." " Can I join please?" I tried for the very last time to not push him over the edge for now " Okay but you will obey whatever the instructions are." He said " Yes Marc, I will." " Good then, this is your gun, this is your mask, put on the shield." I took them from him wearing them immediately " Good boy, this lens for the dark, put them when needed, put your Airpods, don't lose them." " Yes Marc." I said wearing the airpods

"I've got a few more things I think you'll love. Come, take a look!" As Keagan approached the lively kiosk, he was determined to strike up a friendship with the shopkeeper. He longed for someone with a familiar face amidst the masked squadmates he had encountered since his arrival. It often felt like conversing with mannequins, devoid of genuine connection. Settling into a seat inside the shop, Keagan engaged in a spirited conversation with the shopkeeper, who couldn't resist teasing him about his recent triumph.

Garnett was not only the second largest shareholder of Wilson's Company, but also the heir to the Garnett family in M Country. Last time, after Davis had failed to execute the killer plan, he had reported to Garnett about the Blood Revival Oral Liquid. They had discussed how to deal with Qin Haodong. He touched his beard, looking a little confused. Then, he said, "Kim Lunhai's mask cost us millions. It's made of the latest nanomaterial and was produced with the most advanced 3D printing technology. It should've been flawless.

They were fully masked, their identities shielded by the sleek, silver-and-black alloy of the LNI tactical helmets. Xander’s mask was a masterpiece of lupine aggression, the visor glowing with a steady, predatory gold. Beside him, Evangeline’s mask was a streamlined feline curve, the sapphire light of her eyes pulsing through the narrow slits like a heartbeat. The silence in the room was absolute until Xander stepped forward. His voice, deepened and modulated by the suit’s internal tech, rolled out across the world like a thunderclap.