We Are Bulletproof Novels & Stories

'That gun is a replica. It was pointless to try and garble the words with both herself and Sam firmly taped up. Even if he understood, there was no way for him to fight back against the three of them. 'I'll just have to wait.'

Without this bulletproof vest to protect Sarah, Sarah could be dead or seriously injured. Now Finn understood why Sarah was so extravagant and defiant like this, she had the protective gear. Her life will not be in danger. Speaking of bulletproof vests, Finn had something important in mind. Because Leon and Finn are both mafia members. They deal in weapons and train assassins, so Leon always has the strongest and safest bulletproof vests. This shirt can reduce the damage to the lowest level. It can be said that this is the best item they can make.

“That was nothing. No one was hurt... You aren't hurt, are you?” “Someone did die, Dimitri killed one!” I say to him firmly. “If only you knew who those group of assholes are, then you’d applaud the big guy,” he says, and stops for a second or two, and continues. “Besides, there was no way they could get you or anyone, the car is bulletproof, did you know?”

“Or did you think we were havin’ another impromptu raid drill?” “Hey man, lay off,” the second fought back. “We’re deep behind the lines, protected by the boss and all his men. They’re bulletproof, you hear?! Plus we’ve got lots of anti-cap defenses all around. No way are they gonna break through to get to us. No goddamned way.” “So you’re just freeloading off us, is that it?” the fourth chimed in. “Hell no. I’m perfectly fine to fight. I just said I ain’t down to di-”

That's all I said like I was the one who came late here. ~~~ As we reached here in front of the ten stories building of Phillips a six giant man more like big gorillas who were protecting the gate, attacked on us and the problem is they have guns in their hands, we have too but not getting a single chance to shoot at them. Thank God, our Car is bulletproof, or else we would be dying by now. Suddenly they stopped shooting at us because their bullets got finished and this is our chance. We shot at them on the head we missed some shots at first but now everyone was laying on the ground that was easy.

He pulled out a gun from his side, and I pulled mine, too. “Could it be the men we had escaped from?”I asked to see him shake his head. “They are too dumb to realize we were the ones there,” he said. I nodded in agreement. They couldn't find us when we were in the hall a while ago. I looked at the rear mirror, “what if they shoot at us?” I asked. “Don't worry, the car is bulletproof,” he said, and I breathed out. True to my word, they shot at us. But the bullet didn't get to us. Whoever they were, it was clear their goal was to bring harm. “You must have a lot of enemies, Bruno,” I said.

"I swear, nothing ever happened with Juliana." It was pouring rain outside. I stood at the entrance, watching the downpour. I remembered another rainy night, so long ago. The night I took a bullet for Lorenzo, my blood mixing with the rain. Back then, I thought that was love. Willing to give anything, even your life, for the person you loved. Now I knew better. That wasn't love. It was stupidity. "Bella, I was drunk that night..." Lorenzo was still pleading. "I didn't call her name, I said..."

ICE’S POV: Zee drives even faster as I continue changing bullets with those people behind us. "Don't worry, all my cars are bulletproof." She mumbled as if it would make us both at ease. I rolled my eyes hearing those words and just nodded my head as an answer, since what should I say anyway? That was quite a relief since there is still a possibility that I will survive this and I will not die today. Fuck it! Grandma Mirasol just treated me and I just healed not too long ago.

He insisted to have more men following his only son in case of moment like this. This time, three bullet proof cars in their back, dashed out. It was their back-up. The bullet proof cars deliberately smashed the cars that blocking the road. The gangsters worried for their cars. They tried to save their cars, but it was too late. It was already wrecked. They fired, but their bullets were almost running out. They could not beat the bullet proof cars of a billionaire. They clearly underestimated Bill. Now, that they don’t have enough bullets and their cars were already useless, how could they escape?

We were in a huge RV, what good could they do to this car? They drew out their guns, okay, they seemed prepared. But not as prepared as Jayde. When we first got onto this RV, I checked everything. This RV looked like a regular vehicle, but all the walls and glass were bullet proof. Jayde knew what he was getting into, so he didn't hesitate on modeling the RV. Even if they had silver bullet, there was no way they could break in.