The Lifegivers
My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life. Crazy, right? Do you think I’m god? Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn. Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks. By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. Being an alien is also sucks.
80. I Hope Their Deep Talk is Not Boring
"Run!" The monster snapped.
"What?" Instead of obeying, the tattooed man near the monster stayed where he was with a confused face.
"Their target is me!" The monster's voice grew louder. "You'd better leave now so you don't get hit by their fire!"
The biker club members slumped in place and looked confused also, still naked and covering their private parts.
"What are you waiting for!?" The monster was getting frustrated. "Run! Now!"
Reluctantly, they ran away. The monster immediately looked around warily, while Ninnin chose to stay away to recover.
Barrages of gunshots were heard moments later. The monster ran here and there, jumping up and down, and rolling on the asphalt to avoid the bullets that came from various directions. Several times the bullet grazed his body, making cuts that bleed. However, none of these injuries were fatal or hindered his movement.