We Are Bulletproof Novels & Stories

We killed numerous people mercilessly and ruthlessly but we barely did such stances like her. "Can you take down the other car?" I got back to my present hearing her question. Taking down another car means what? I was wondering. If she was expecting me to play around like her with her driving skills then I might say I won't be as good as her. "Taking down how?" "Can you open the fire like them? Or leave it. Tell me left or right? Which one is the nearest to your back up." I couldn't open the fire even Randhir couldn't also. As the car was bullet proof we were not opening our window to open fire. A single bullet inside the car could kill any of us.

Luckily for Kingston, Samuel Fury’s car was a bullet-proof car, so as long as he had been able to enter the car, he was somewhat relieved, because he knew that none of the flying bullets would hit him anymore. Kingston quickly glanced around, trying to see if he could catch sight of the person who was shooting at them, but he could not see anyone. He was also confused, perplexed and shocked that none of the club’s officials had heard the gunshots and come to their rescue. So Kingston turned on the ignition and proceeded to drive out, because the faster, the better. The fact that the car was bullet-proof did not mean that he would sit in the car and wait to be killed.

Alex panicked, and only when he saw the bodyguards finally catch up with his car, he took out his gun and fill it with bullets. “Madam, don’t come out without my order.” Since the car was bulletproof, Alex knows they could make it happen until help came from their men’s side.

There was a loud alarm ringing. “Lockdown,” the robotic voice said continuously, and the windows closed up with a thick-looking iron. The door closed with the same iron, and we were inside. “Mom, are you a mafia or something?” Egan asked. She ignored him, bringing out three bulletproof vests. She threw one at me, and it was incredibly heavy. She wore one for Egan, and I was surprised how she was still treating him like a child. “Their bullets are not normal bullets. So this is not normal bulletproof,” she said, wearing hers.

Ordinary bullets couldn't penetrate the car. The people from the Jessop family were shocked to see this scene. No one had expected the opponents' vehicle to be so sturdy. They had thought that with so many bullets, they would take down the SUV. Who would've thought that the vehicle was so tough? Task Force Rose always carried out the most dangerous missions. Hence, their weapons and vehicles were customized. The bulletproof vehicle was just one of their secret weapons. Sherry and the others also saw the situation outside from afar. They were also extremely surprised.

There were hundreds of them, which would certainly tip the scale in our favor. Thompson had given the five of us bulletproof vests just to be on the safe side since we were going into completely unknown territory. ***** ZIYAH We were keeping all of our senses open because this would inevitably turn into a warzone. It was worth it though because these bastards should have to pay for what they had done to people like Chloe and Libby. It was absolutely disgusting.

His life is still in danger! Although, I can't blame him, he doesn't know anything about it and has no fucking idea. But still! That wasn’t enough reason to let his guard down. I was about to say something when I noticed a hooded man in the corner of my eye from outside. I know it's him, the assassin who picks the perfect moment to murder his prey. Our house is mostly made of bulletproof glass, but the credo's bullets are specially designed to pass through any bulletproof material. And for the first time, I regret designing that type of bullet. Yeah right, I'm the one who designed it.

Cadence asked, narrowing her left eye at him sheepishly. He grinned at her, returned the expression and said, "Maybe. I don't tell all of my secrets, lady." "Works for me," Elliott shrugged, interrupting their staring contest. "But, wait a minute," Cadence said, finger in the air, "they need titanium to kill Hunters, but you guys are vulnerable to regular bullets. What about that?" "Bulletproof vests?" Elliott suggested. "Head shot?" she replied sharply. "I've been thinking about that, too," Aaron admitted. "Why do they have to be armed at all?"

"What the hell is going on?" "If you haven't noticed it yet, someone is trying to kill you. Buckle up" I do as he says wondering if Zarina is this fast. Since I wanted to be discreet, I only came with Paulo to this meeting. It's just the two of us, with no backup. Luckily this car is bullet-resistant but there's only so much it can take. Another bullet hits the back windshield scaring the shit out of me. "Who do you think it is?" "Worry about that later. I need you to lie flat on that seat and don't sit up until we get home"

But nothing came. No pain. No shattering. Just Nico’s breath at her ear, followed by a cold, mocking laugh. “You really thought I’d let you die that easy?” he whispered, grinning against her cheek. Maya’s eyes fluttered open. She blinked. The glass hadn’t even cracked. The bullets had bounced off like pebbles on steel. Bulletproof. She exhaled shakily, her shoulders sagging in relief, but the pain still clung to every inch of her body.