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I'll get right to the point. I'm sick right now and have been unable to complete today's episode of TNARR.
However: Here is a sneak peek to this Friday's (Or Далее Monday's if I'm still sick) episode as a special treat:
The door busted down and flash grenades were tossed in. They detonated and everyone inside was blinded. They shot wildly at the doorway, hitting nothing but metal.
"Stop Ты fools!" a man shouted. He was in a business suit and appeared to be a normal business man. However, upon closer inspection, one could see his pockets stuffed with vials of drugs. "That's not gonna get the cops!"
"I'd say the cops are the least of your problems right now." another voice сказал(-а) from the shadows.
"Red Revenge!" the business man exclaimed.
"That's right Falmin. Give it up now and I'll make sure Ты go to jail without anything in a cast."
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot anywhere!" the businessman yelled in reply. His goons, about six in total, began shooting around the room, shattering glass and wooden tables. Their machine Оружие continued to огонь until a dagger landed in the midst of them. A smoke grenade went off and a dark, caped figure landed in the smoke cloud.
The businessman dared not shoot into the облако of smoke. He wouldn't risk hitting one of his men. When the облако finally cleared, the figure was gone and all six men were laying on the ground unconscious.
The businessman whimpered in fear an backed up into someone. He turned around and had the gun knocked out of his hand. He looked up at the figure, none other than Red Revenge.
"Where?" Revenge demanded, picking the man up by the neck. The man had to weigh at least twice as much as Revenge, but Revenge lifted him with one hand like it was no problem.
"Where what?" the businessman asked.
Revenge raised him a few еще inches off the ground and rammed him into the wall. "WHERE ARE THE DRUGS?!"
"I ain't telling you." the man replied, trying to sound confident, but shaking extremely.
Revenge pulled out a dagger and dug it into the man's neck, drawing blood. "I said, WHERE?!"
I'll get right to the point. I'm sick right now and have been unable to complete today's episode of TNARR.
However: Here is a sneak peek to this Friday's (Or Далее Monday's if I'm still sick) episode as a special treat:
The door busted down and flash grenades were tossed in. They detonated and everyone inside was blinded. They shot wildly at the doorway, hitting nothing but metal.
"Stop Ты fools!" a man shouted. He was in a business suit and appeared to be a normal business man. However, upon closer inspection, one could see his pockets stuffed with vials of drugs. "That's not gonna get the cops!"
"I'd say the cops are the least of your problems right now." another voice сказал(-а) from the shadows.
"Red Revenge!" the business man exclaimed.
"That's right Falmin. Give it up now and I'll make sure Ты go to jail without anything in a cast."
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot anywhere!" the businessman yelled in reply. His goons, about six in total, began shooting around the room, shattering glass and wooden tables. Their machine Оружие continued to огонь until a dagger landed in the midst of them. A smoke grenade went off and a dark, caped figure landed in the smoke cloud.
The businessman dared not shoot into the облако of smoke. He wouldn't risk hitting one of his men. When the облако finally cleared, the figure was gone and all six men were laying on the ground unconscious.
The businessman whimpered in fear an backed up into someone. He turned around and had the gun knocked out of his hand. He looked up at the figure, none other than Red Revenge.
"Where?" Revenge demanded, picking the man up by the neck. The man had to weigh at least twice as much as Revenge, but Revenge lifted him with one hand like it was no problem.
"Where what?" the businessman asked.
Revenge raised him a few еще inches off the ground and rammed him into the wall. "WHERE ARE THE DRUGS?!"
"I ain't telling you." the man replied, trying to sound confident, but shaking extremely.
Revenge pulled out a dagger and dug it into the man's neck, drawing blood. "I said, WHERE?!"