Supernatural Gun Colt の小説・ストーリー

"Young master, here's the gun." Colten took the gun, cocked it, aimed at the man who had just spoken, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the pistol didn't fire. Colten frowned, opened the magazine, and found it empty. He turned to the guard. "Where are the bullets? What happened to them?" The guard replied, "I just removed them. Gamal said these people can be beaten or scolded, but it's not time for them to die yet." Colten kicked him. "What? I can't even kill someone if I want to?"

“$5.” Rolling his eyes, Colton snatched out his wallet and flung a note in her direction before grasping the gun and preparing to annihilate the plastic ducks that started their ascent along the backboard. A freckle-smattered hand pushed a button and a strong burst of water gushed out, knocking over a green duck instantly. Kate watched him, smiling at his tongue poking from his pursed lips as he concentrated hard on the two ducks remaining. Just as he pushed over one, the water slowed, puttering to a stop. “For fuck’s sake... here,” he barked, throwing another note in the woman’s direction before re-aiming the gun. The woman smirked, chewed-down nails pushing the button to start the water up

Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body. “Jamal can you see this? These men are from the Colombian cartel.” “Yes they are.” Jamal replied in agreement. There was a rap on the van’s door, which Jamal opened to let Maggie and Justin in. “SWAT team are few minutes out.” Maggie announced immediately she entered the cramped vehicle. Looking at his wrist watch, Bryan saw that the time was 7:25am. “Since the men are already set, it’s safe to assume that the handoff will happen in the next five minutes. Put on your bullet proof vests and get your firearms.”

The space was large enough to fit a family of three comfortably with rooms furnished to their taste. “Woohoo!” A man screamed excitedly and I chuckled as the room got even more rowdy and noisy as the men scattered around the place, to various sections. “It's beautiful, right?.” A young soldier who I guessed to be about twenty-one or two speaks up with a grin etched on his bare face as he stood next to me. I was lost for a second until I followed his gaze. My eyes lit up at a Colt model 1847 walker, an M1903 Springfield, and a Krummlauf (STG-4) amongst a set of other exotic guns.

Nicklaus said. " Okay Klaus, Am always at your service ". " Do you have any weapon that can be used against supernatural "? Nicklaus asked. " Umm. I think I got on, the gold gun with diamond bullets, it does a hell lot of damage to supernatural who ain't immortal, developed it in case I was tracked down here, you want it? ". Yakiza asked. " Yeah ". 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽Meanwhile💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽

The driver deadly glare hooked at him, his other hand held a gun—a colt 1911 fully loaded sh*t. In a blink of an eye, he had pointed the gun right to his head, the metal pushing Luis head so hard that it harden on his scalp. Then. ‘Click’ The trigger clicked.

"Shit." "You can always beat him over the head with it." Noah steadies my arm. "Concentrate." "I was concentrating. It's just a little bullet. If I had a bigger gun, like yours—" "You'd fall on your ass every time you fired it. You'll use a girl gun until you know what you're doing." I fire again, scowl. "That was closer. I know that was closer." "Watch me." He draws the single-action Army colt out of the holster riding low in his hip. The .45 is a lot of gun— weighty and mean. Showing off only a little, he hits the target with just one shot.

I also saw Ryder, he had jeans with tears at the knees, an open jacket that revealed a black T-shirt below; In addition, some sunglasses, and inevitably an extinguished cigarette on his lips. — Hayes, come here, I have a gift for you — Luna calls him and he approaches her, brushing past us as if we didn't exist. The girls bring a long and large briefcase, which they left on a glass table that was there. Ryder opens the box revealing a long gun, from the PlayStation games that he played with my cousin I can deduce that it is a colt M4 . "Hello baby," he says to the gun and takes it out of its container to look at it from all angles.

This time Colton too ran toward that vampire at his full speed while the other hunters were just trying to see what was happening around them, but neither they could see that vampire running nor Colton because he wasn't a normal hunter but a supernatural natural hunter, who was chosen by the sword of Alexender. While Colton jumped in the air and opened his ring, at that moment, his ring turned into a sword. He beheaded that vampire’s head. That vampire fell to the ground, and he landed on the ground softly and looked at his tattoo, which increased in his arms a little. He shrugged his shoulder, and his tattoo started disappearing. “Sir, you did well. But I can sense that you’re not in a good

The scent made my stomach clench. Hemlock. Wolfsbane. Silver. The bullet had been specially designed to take down supernatural threats. Any one of those substances would weaken any supernatural. Vampire… Werewolf… No time to worry about that now. More sentinels would be coming. The gunshots would have alerted some already. I kicked at the headmistress's door. The heavy wood splintered but held. I kicked again, putting all my remaining strength behind it. This time the door burst open, hanging drunkenly from its hinges.