Star Wars: Attack Of The Clones Bounty Hunter 소설 & 이야기

**The Don's Suite** The Phoenix was busy working on his computer when he heard a knock at the door. “Come in!” he commanded. Rambo opened the door and stepped inside. “Master, this is the payment from the Blood moon Clan,” Rambo stated. “I hope everything went smoothly,” The Phoenix asked. “Yes, everything went well, but we did face some attacks from an unidentified motorcyclist,” Rambo responded. The Phoenix leaned back in his chair, his sharp mind processing the information. "An unidentified motorcyclist, huh? That's not good. Any idea who they are?"

Tyr then pointed his knife at the other person, “I do not have the patience, you answer.” “Yes, yes!” The gold rank bounty hunter was terrified, to save his own life, he immediately nodded. “Okay, next, do you guys have a long term contract with that person? What was the name of that Celestial Empire person? Where is he now?” Tyr then asked the important question. This question seemed confidential; the gold rank bounty hunter hesitated. Splat! Tyr then immediately slashed the hunter. “Now, there’s only you left.” Tyr then pointed the knife at the last surviving platinum rank bounty hunter’s neck.

“They’re attacking us. They’ve killed a lot of our men and they’re coming towards us.” “Who are they?” Ryker asked, feeling tensed. “I don’t know. They don’t look like rogues. They look like they’re from the packs. We tried to fight them off, but there are too many of them, and they’re killing everything in their path.” He replied. Immediately, I knew who they were. “It’s the bounty hunters. They’re here for us. You need to let us go now.” I begged them. “Drax, say something.” I kicked Drax. He looked up, slowly. His eyes were still blood-red.

Steronick burst into tears as he falls on his knees, "Why did my bounty increase from forty five thousand to forty seven thousand after I defeated an officer worth fifty thousand, shouldn't my bounty have gone a little bit higher?" Bill ignores him and asks, "Why does the new guy not have a bounty? Or did they forget to send his?" "Nah", Revnesolena said. "Government dogs don't forget such thing. He did fight two commander. The only reason he could not have been given a bounty is because it's inconclusive." "Inconclusive?" Steronick asked. "But that can only mean..." Bill cut him off, "...the government don't have a set bounty to assign him. Nice!"

Bruford. “Damn it! Go, go, go! Kill all these f*ckers and 30 million will be ours!” Another team of bounty hunters wearing black combat uniforms with red leopard heads branded on their chests and backs stormed into the Hall of Evil’s training base camp, Base No. 3. They carried with them massive firepower! For a while, the place was ablaze, and people fell into pools of blood everywhere! After Team George destroyed a base camp of the Hall of Evil and received a bounty of 50 million for the hidden mission, these bounty hunter teams became even crazier!

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Don’t you?” He stood, moving to my window, careful not to get too close to me. “The Houses are mobilizing, Camryn. The bounty on your head went from five hundred to a thousand credits. Stage III Hunters are being pulled from regular deployments and assigned to special tracking units. Something has them scared.” “And you came to warn me? Out of the goodness of your heart?”

Adrian, Kyle and the others seemed to be getting along well with Maximus and me, and the tension that had been between us before was fading away. As we walked, a man appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of us on the path. He wore a black cloak that covered his face, and his eyes glinted dangerously in the sun. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and I knew instantly that this man was a bounty hunter. "Maximus," he spat out, "I've been looking for you." Maximus stepped forward, his hand on his sword. "Who are you?" he demanded.

“You had a mother. A life. A love. I had needles. Orders—Silence.” “You can still choose—” “No,” the clone snapped. “You don’t get to offer me mercy. I was made to replace you.” Her eyes gleamed. “And now I’m going to...” She reached behind her back. Pulled a blade and lunged. Jian intercepted her mid-strike, shoving her back. The clone spun, slashing his arm before flipping over a console and vanishing into the corridor. “Damn it,” Han hissed, chasing after her.

Each one was emblazoned with multiple warning labels on the dangers of improper use. The thugs tried their best not to read them. Amal walked up to the counter with Nightmare in her grip. She pushed him into the counter, and knocked some of the air out of his lungs. “Hi!” she said. “We’re here to turn in a couple dozen bounties.” Claire looked up from her terminal and glanced at the group. Seven hardened bounty hunters and five of their grizzled prey. The thirteen of them were a sight to behold. She recognized a number of them.

“Well, it is precious. And besides, if I’m going to sneak into Valeria’s clone factory, I want everything flawless. No squeaky parts, no misfires. This is serious business.” Widowmaker chuckled, loading her own pistols. “Yeah, serious business. But hey, if we blow the place up and you break a nail, I’m not babysitting.” Spider rolled her eyes. “Like you’d even notice. Last time you babysat me, you fell asleep halfway through the stakeout.” “Touché,” Widowmaker grinned. “Alright, let’s get this done before Valeria can say ‘designer babies.’” Spider gave a mock salute. “Operation Clone Hunt is a go. Time to save some kids—and maybe score some cool tech for my collection.”