Squidward With A Gun Novels & Stories

I don't like being indebted to someone but in this case it was needed. We cleared up the dead bodies around and stacked them in front of the mansion . Suddenly a bullet whizzed past my ear. It was so close, I would have fallen dead if it had touch me. A dwarf appeared before us holding a shut gun. "What the heck is that thing?" Giovanni asked, raising up his gun to fire at me. "Where the heck did he fu*king appear from. Don't shoot" I said to Giovanni. "Shoot now! On his left leg." I whispered to Giovanni.

Alexander Blackwood, what are you doing to me? “Someone’s coming,” He murmured, suddenly pulling me into a corner. His hand covered my mouth, the other trapped by my waist firmly. His sky-blue eyes stared behind me. My breath caught, I couldn't help but flush at this gesture, ‘My superhero crush.’ “They’re coming,” He whispered softly, jolting me out of my fantasy world. “You ready?” “Yeah,” I nodded. My hand moved, finding the gun strapped below my waist. This time around, we had all agreed to go with guns instead of our swords, except for Selene and Gwen.

he whispered softly, his hands gently caressing her back as she cried on his shoulder. Just then, the elevator doors slid open, and Antonio was met with the scene. His face twisted in a scowl as his gaze fell on Vincent's hands wrapped around her waist. Without hesitation, he drew his gun from under his uniform shirt and aimed it at Vincent's head. He pulled the trigger, and the sound of the gunshot echoed through the air.

if the police hadn’t attacked my gang because of the merchandise you bought from me. - I didn't buy anything. I paid for a service. Suddenly, as if by magic, a gun materializes in the "black widow's" hand, and a shot hits John's assistant's arm—the same arm that held the gun. It falls, and the man writhes in pain. John, who had hoped to be with Saphira at that moment, loses control of his bladder. The assassin laughs—now he knew he was in control. - Kick the gun over here. - he says, pointing the gun at John's head.

A rough hand grabbed Aadhira’s arm and yanked her out violently. “Mommy!” Soren screamed. “Aahh! Leave me!” Aadhira cried, trying desperately to free herself. Soren jumped out of the car and ran toward her. “Leave my mommy!” But another hand clamped around his arm, stopping him. A loud gunshot echoed. Aadhira’s head snapped toward the sound. The guard collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Her breath caught in her throat. She looked up and saw a man standing there, gun still smoking in his hand—his expression cold, amused.

Hugo grits. "I don't know how you found us Hugo but... It's really amazing." Ridge continues to ignore Hugo so calmly. "You promised Ridge." Audrey reminds him. "Let Rose go." Hugo demands again. “I have the money.” My eyes widened when I see Ridge pulled a pistol out of nowhere but didn't point it to someone in particular. My heart raced in a split second as I feel a pounding sound in the back of my head. He grins while looking at the gun. "Tell me what to do again and I'll blow up your heads." He spits.

With a determined expression, I insisted, “Give me a gun then.” Antonio’s eyes dimmed slightly, seemingly taken aback by my unexpected request. However, a hint of surprise escaped his composed demeanor, revealing a smirk that crept across his cheeks. “A gun,” Antonio echoed calmly, as if testing my resolve. “Yes, a gun. You don’t want me to go in there unarmed, so give me a gun to be armed as I go with you,” I asserted, my determination unwavering. I felt insulted that he didn’t believe I could handle even a gun, but I was determined to prove him wrong.

His eyes portrayed his fear. “What do you want!? Why are you at my house, you bastard!? What do you want Mario!?“ Mr wick flares in irk. Mario chuckles and shrugs. With slow steps, he advanced towards Wick. He stroked his extremely dark beards. He pulled his pistol and brushed the edges on his nose as though sniffing cocaine. “Fuck!!“ Mr Wick screeched as Mario shot his right hand, close to his shoulder. Blood smudged his white shirt and the couch. He struggled but the hold of the two men beside him was too firm.

I snarled. He snorted. “Fine, maybe I shouldn't have kicked you in the stomach or punched your pretty face. I'm sorry. I will even forget about everything that happened tonight, but you have to give me back my gun.” He extended his hand, his lips curving into a cold smile. “No,” I gritted out, correcting my stance. “Give me the fucking gun!” he roared, lunging at me. I pulled the trigger. The shot echoed through the empty harbor, and for a moment, everything froze. I wasn't sure I was breathing as I watched Ardian press his hand to the right side of his chest, right below his shoulder.

At this time, he looked at the squat man and said, "Old man, you guessed right. I am a subordinate of Master Zhou and Master Long Si. I told them to come here." "Bastard!" The squat man was furious and was about to reach out to touch his waist. Seeing this, Long Kun immediately rushed forward and kicked the squat man over. "Don't move!" Long Kun stepped on the squat man's right hand, preventing him from taking out something from his waist again. Under the suit, a black pistol was exposed at the waist. This short and fat man was wearing a gun! Long Kun squatted down, grabbed the gun, and handed it to Zhou Tian.