The Ruler Of All
92 Interes
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"So.. What does the notorious "black Mamba" no, The spy, James Carter think of this situations, you really didn't think that I wouldn't have known who you were, my intelligence is comparable to the WEA, HAHAHA" His laugh was deafening, i wanted to puke as soon as i heard it. It's something that no man should live after hearing. But at this moment, i couldn't do anything, i was still looking around, trying to find a way to escape. The only thing that i could think of was the huge window that was behind nitti but looking at his money, i'm sure that the window is bullet proof, someone like me cannot even put a dent on it with a punch or a kick. This was a moment that i would brag about if i escaped but the situation seemed like it wouldn't let me. The guy's barrel slowly moved from my back to my head, the guard also seemed very trigger happy and it looked like he could kill me any second now. This was a shitty situation no matter how I looked at it. Well, it was until i hear the sound of glass shattering, suddenly, I heard a huge thump behind me, I looked back and to my surprise, the guy who was holding the gun against my head was dead! He had a huge bullet hole between his eyebrows. Only one thought came in my mind when I saw the dead guard, One name, "Jesicca" I said that name as I took the guard's gun and ran towrads the window, "You Fuck!" I heard Nitti's voice screaming, as soon as the guard was shot, the bastard hid under the table, trying to save his life. As soon as I was about to jump out of the window, he pointed a gun to my head, "See this? This is a 50 caliber desert eagle, something that will blow your head into smithereens!" This guy seemed like an idiot, he saw one of his guards being shot through a window, the same window that he is standing in front of, without even moving. And as i had expected, all I heard was a scream, "ARGHHHH!!" The guy's left area was blown off, most likely by a sniper's bullet. This would be the best time to pick this guy up and take him as a hostage but I could hear the guard's speaking, they were about to bust in the room in any second. I had to make a run for it!
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Hope you guys read "It's Not Real!" a novel that will be connected to my novel, only some parts but still, it will be fun. Give the author some support, maybe by sending some nice comments or reviews, she is an awesoem friend of mine and we help eachother out alot.
Thank you for reading my novel, and also thank you fro understanding my problems regarding my health (weak immune system so I get sick a lot, Like A LOT)
"So.. What does the notorious "black Mamba" no, The spy, James Carter think of this situations, you really didn't think that I wouldn't have known who you were, my intelligence is comparable to the WEA, HAHAHA" His laugh was deafening, i wanted to puke as soon as i heard it. It's something that no man should live after hearing. But at this moment, i couldn't do anything, i was still looking around, trying to find a way to escape. The only thing that i could think of was the huge window that was behind nitti but looking at his money, i'm sure that the window is bullet proof, someone like me cannot even put a dent on it with a punch or a kick. This was a moment that i would brag about if i escaped but the situation seemed like it wouldn't let me. The guy's barrel slowly moved from my back to my head, the guard also seemed very trigger happy and it looked like he could kill me any second now. This was a shitty situation no matter how I looked at it. Well, it was until i hear the sound of glass shattering, suddenly, I heard a huge thump behind me, I looked back and to my surprise, the guy who was holding the gun against my head was dead! He had a huge bullet hole between his eyebrows. Only one thought came in my mind when I saw the dead guard, One name, "Jesicca" I said that name as I took the guard's gun and ran towrads the window, "You Fuck!" I heard Nitti's voice screaming, as soon as the guard was shot, the bastard hid under the table, trying to save his life. As soon as I was about to jump out of the window, he pointed a gun to my head, "See this? This is a 50 caliber desert eagle, something that will blow your head into smithereens!" This guy seemed like an idiot, he saw one of his guards being shot through a window, the same window that he is standing in front of, without even moving. And as i had expected, all I heard was a scream, "ARGHHHH!!" The guy's left area was blown off, most likely by a sniper's bullet. This would be the best time to pick this guy up and take him as a hostage but I could hear the guard's speaking, they were about to bust in the room in any second. I had to make a run for it!
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Hope you guys read "It's Not Real!" a novel that will be connected to my novel, only some parts but still, it will be fun. Give the author some support, maybe by sending some nice comments or reviews, she is an awesoem friend of mine and we help eachother out alot.
Thank you for reading my novel, and also thank you fro understanding my problems regarding my health (weak immune system so I get sick a lot, Like A LOT)