Uzi From Murder Drones Novels & Stories

That way, Jude could get back at Kaze for hitting him. If the killer was Luis, Jude would not get his revenge. “Zoro?” Miru took a different direction, lifted the cloth over another body, and said indifferently, “Are you talking about him?” Silence hung heavy in the air. The Viper’s Den members stared intently at the burly body that had been stitched up in a hurry by the forensic examiner. “T-That’s Zoro. I’ve met him before. He has a tattoo of an eagle on his left arm,” a Viper’s Den member cried out, his body trembling.

“So, I secretly asked Ivy to plant one of her new drones underneath Madison’s car boot. The one with the gatling function, just in case that SUV was deployed by who we think it is.” Keith added, “Sure enough, when Ivy linked the drone to her phone and we took a look, the SUV was stalking Mrs. Quinton, Chloe and Madison in their car. What’s worse was that the men in the SUV then took their guns out and opened fire on Madison’s car.”

He looked different. Adam was so focused on defeating the enemy. That was his only goal. As time went by, the battle became more intense. It became ten versus one body. Yet, Adam was head tail of the battle. Meanwhile, Dr. Z was researching something. He was looking for something in his book. “Got you”, he said. His eyes were sparkling. Dr. Z releases the drones from his laboratory and sends them to the battleground. “Let see, what you’ve got”, mumbled Dr. Z.

On the other side of the truck, Dre was bursting the high ranked wolf’s nuts- literally, by digging in his killer red heels in the, well you see, uh- you know …. “Nuts,” Zumi finished my sentence with a scoff. “Grow up, woman,” she rolled her eyes before disappearing at the back of my mind again. Way to be prude, girl !! Pulling off the thin heel breast off his footwear, Dre released the trapped anesthetic gas from it and soon enough all the guards and warriors surrounding the truck were lying on the ground like corpses. The boys had done their job well. Now, it was my job to paint the crime scene on my own terms.

On the other side of the truck, Dre was bursting the high ranked wolf’s nuts- literally, by digging in his killer red heels in the, well you see, uh- you know …. “Nuts,” Zumi finished my sentence with a scoff. “Grow up, woman,” she rolled her eyes before disappearing at the back of my mind again. Way to be prude, girl !! Pulling off the thin heel breast off his footwear, Dre released the trapped anesthetic gas from it and soon enough all the guards and warriors surrounding the truck were lying on the ground like corpses. The boys had done their job well. Now, it was my job to paint the crime scene on my own terms.

“You’re not feeling well. You need to stay down.” Her eyes spark with defiance. “Let me up. Now.” Duke looks away and mumbles a curse beneath his breath that makes my cheeks redden. Then he pushes to his feet, taking Zuri along with him. “I’ll fucking kill you!” He snarls at King Murder who simply looks on, probably enjoying all the havoc he’s just caused. “Who are you? And why the hell are you claiming to be my father?” Zuri asks slowly. King Murder takes another step forward but Bhyron cocks his gun and he freezes in his tracks.

She called out as if asked to identify the object. What's an Uzi? Zoe wandered and the Matron nodded beside her. "Well Uzi is a type of compact submachine gun," Dale started reluctantly combing her hair with her fingers. With her students still eager to know more, she then explained further. "It's just something having a caliber nine millimeters with ammunition housed in the grip of the weapon." She concluded, her students were still watching in awe. Zoe had a freaking face suggesting "cool," and that of the matron a "how the hell did you know all these?"

Her knees went numb seeing Zia all healthy but a murderous aura all around. " You should have tried harder to kill me Zichi. Now that you have me, all alone in this abandoned building, why don't you get it over and done with," Zia said as she brushed her boobs against Zichi making her take steps back into the room. She stumbled on the same body making her fall right into a pool of blood.

A shower of rain poured ( Imagine the people standing in the rain in the graveyard ) making a sad smile appearing on their face amid all the tears as if ziya was wiping away their tears . A light breeze followed through though they may have killed her but they were able to feel her presence . She died without giving them any satisfaction of killing her . In Italy ( Blackwell mansion) Drake(P.O.V)

We can’t mourn what tried to destroy us. As I shut the incinerator, a soft hum starts in the distance. Not loud—just annoying. “Where the hell is that coming from?” Drake mutters. “No idea, but it’s obnoxious,” Layla growls. We lift a box lid—empty. Just as we’re about to move on, Drake points to the sky. “There.” A black drone hovers high above. I draw my gun, aim, and shoot. One bullet. It drops. “Nice shot,” Drake says. “Let’s hope it wasn’t a kid’s toy.”