Why Did Gyutaro Explode Novels & Stories

At the moment… The ground shook violently for the umpteenth time but this time, it was so massive that all soldiers fell on the ground, and some lost grip on Ryuzaki. GRUUUUUUUU~ GRUUUUUUUU~ “Take cover, take cover.” “Protect the lord!” Ryuzaki however could only stare at the cruel enemy, opening his mouth once he realized it. “It’s futile!” He said. And at the same time… BOM! The ground exploded. It exploded starting from the hole that was dug by the soldiers.

And that was exactly what one of them did, slowly crawling in the darkness over the pile of corpses, and then firing some good shots to turn the tables… only for Charlie to blow his brain out as soon as he reached the top. Splat! The other yakuza behind the gunner heard the faint pop, and it brought a wave of pungent, vicious, yet warm gooey substance all over their faces. Horrified, their legs shook as they now understood that it wasn't someone else blowing snot, but a mix of brains and the like after a comrade had gotten their head blown up! Someone cried out loud, "Nakamura… His head just blew up!" Despair began to spread amongst the crowds, with some of the yakuza already beginning to re

It was as if everything stopped as they took their time together. Not until they heard an ear-shattering explosion, and the ground shook. “W-What was that?!” Mix exclaimed. Her grip on Natsuki’s shoulders tightened. Natsuki cursed under his tongue as he felt something bad. “What I really hate is ruining my moment.” He hissed and reached for his phone that rang. “What happened?” He asked as soon as he answered the phone call. “G-General, a bomb exploded! Six of our men were injured! Two were burned! We are here at the place where we separated.” The captain of the third squad exclaimed. Then Natsuki heard another explosion, and the signal was lost. Crap.

, and the red card detonated. A flash. A deep, concussive whump. Dust blasted out in a wide circle, the shockwave rattling the arena boards. The explosion wasn’t lethal; Tanaka had dialled the force to bruise, not break, but it was enough to send Ringo skidding forward, tumbling to his knees. When the dust settled, the silver-haired fighter was still grinning… but it was the grin of someone who’d just been outplayed. “You’re… a slippery one.” He coughed, brushing soot off his gloves. “Guess the muleta drops here, mi amigo.”

Suspicion flickered across Gilbert's face. Gideon continued, "Because soon, you'll be on your own way. No one will ever have the chance to speak to you again." "You bastard!" Gilbert erupted in fury. Unable to contain himself any longer, he unleashed his full power. The oppressive energy of a martial arts grandmaster exploded in all directions. Fierce winds whipped through the air. Truman and the others were forced to retreat, some stumbling and falling. They were both shocked and exhilarated.

He cried out suddenly, "Run! It's the fake arm!" Unfortunately, it was already late. The broken arm he tossed on the ground gave out a dazzling red awn. After a blare, the whole valley started to shake. It was a violent explosion. God knew how many explosives Qin Haodong had put in the broken arm. After the dust settled, the spot where Yagyuu Ken and his fellows had stood was a large hole. The people of the Yagyuu family had been torn apart. Only Yagyuu Waaka had survived because he had protected himself by using his powerful Genuine Qi. However, he was also lying on the ground, puking blood.