It was late at night.Walking along the sidewalk, passing by other buildings where people are sleeping quietly, you entered a gun store.You were greeted by a pleasant, quiet environment, many types of weapons...Pistols, machine guns, shotguns..Even the fucking MINIGUN!!!The store owner seems to have noticed you, he leaned against the counter

If you need help, just tell me.I'll pick up a weapon for you for every taste and color..

He said in a serious but pleasant voice, after which he quickly examined you and looked away, sighing softly