11 The Unpleasant Gunsmith Experience.

Guns, guns and guns. Different types of weaponry were being displayed all over the store.

An energy modified version of the M4, Voltage AK-47's, Electric grenade launcher prototypes. Many different kinds of guns everywhere. But that wasn't all. It was a big store, there was a section for guns, just as there was a section for knives, ammunition and Even specialized combat Armour.

A large store with many workers and customers. Top quality lights, the painting was all brand new.

'It smells like a new car in here.' Asper thought to himself

As asper took another step in, he couldn't help but get excited. Surely, he was getting a bit of an attention from some of the other customers inside who were minding their business, but screw them! He didn't care at all.

Even if he looked like he belonged in an orphanage. He didn't care, or so that was the case until.

"Excuse me, dear customer? You need to leave."

She was one of the employees in the shop. Most likely security based on the fact that she wore a vest with the word 'Security' on it.

Rather strong looking, long brown hair tied back in a pony tail with a sturdy brown eyes.

Asper looked at her then looked at himself and could instantly tell what the problem was. Torn clothes, an untidy appearance. It wasn't common for crazy people from the slums to just walk into stores and cause problems.

'In most cases, no one was crazy, it was just the other customers discriminating or making a scene out of curious orphans or homeless people.' Asper thought to himself

But he'd understand why, a weapon shop was a weapon shop after all, even if it did have safety. But Asper had no intentions of leaving, regardless of how he looked. If anyone wanted to complain, they could go ahead.

"Oh my… Is that really the correct way to treat a customer? I came here because I heard that this was one of the best gunsmiths but-"

*Slap*

The sound of a slap resounded through the room, interrupting Asper as he fell over backwards before landing on his butt.

He looked up with a confused look for a moment only to see a look of disgust on the security's face as she said.

"Go back to the slums, you disgusting little shit." She said so clearly

The moment he heard this, Asper's eyes grew cold as he let out a sigh.

"Alright… I'm sorry…" He muttered as he got up and faced the door.

"What's wrong?" asked one of the receptionists over from the counter

"Nothing, just dealing with trash-"

*Slap*

Another slap resounded throughout the room, interrupting the security guard. This time, the one who was slapped was her. Her right cheek had turned red from the impact alone.

For a moment, she was surprised, but when she realized what had happened. She grit her teeth and quickly grabbed her energy pistol from her holster before removing the safety lock and pointing it at Asper who was leaned over to her.

"Pull the trigger, go on… Let's see who's faster." He whispered in her ear.

He had, his energy knife activated, the energy blade was placed right in front of her neck. In an angle which made it difficult for those behind her to see.

<Adding 5 points into AGI, confirm?>

'Confirm.' Asper thought to himself.

<Points applied>

Once again, he felt faster. He didn't know how many points he had left and didn't know what other uses he may have with them, but right now he needed to use them. There was no doubt that he would be able to out speed her in this situation.

Asper's eyes were cold, under no circumstances was he joking, nor did he seem like he would hesitate. She had underestimated him, she really did, but her pride wouldn't let her admit it.

"You really think you can dodge a bullet…? With no Enhancement surgery, edicts or magic? A skinny guy like you…?" She asked nervously.

Other people were starting to get alarmed. Some had seen Asper slap her while others hadn't really paid much attention. She was probably stalling for time.

'If I go now, she might just pull the trigger and claim it was an accident… But if I stay like this it might seem like I'm the one attacking the store and I'll get jailed…'

Asper then glanced at the camera's in the corner. If worst came to worst he could probably rely on the footage to say it was self defense, but He doubted that they would priorities some random peasant with no background over their own worker. They could modify the footage.

Either way, Asper didn't regret his decision. The slap connected so well, his hands were shivering.

"Test me." Said Asper.

"I NEED BACK-UP! HE HAS A KNIFE AND HE'S PULLING ME HOSTAGE!!" She shouted

The moment she did, the other guards focused on other sections around the room, grabbed their weapons before slowly making their towards them with their guns.

"Let her go and we won't shoot!" One of them shouted.

Some of the customer's also placed their hands on their holsters in case of any danger towards their life. The whole room had turned on Asper.

It was in this moment that Asper knew, he truly fucked up.

'Seriously…? What's with this shitty service? I'd have better luck ordering from a third-party seller online'

He drew back his knife before quickly turning to the entrance. He made a run for it. He was fast, definitely fast enough to out speed her before she could pull the trigger, but not fast enough to get away. But right before he could go through the door.

*BZZZZZZZT*

He was shot by a taser bullet on his back by the girl. It caused him to land on his face before consecutively shocking him, putting him in a state of paralysis.

"AAARGH!" He shouted out in pain as his consciousness began to fade.

While he laid helplessly on the floor, both the girl and the other guards circled him. They each had their nuzzles pointed at him on the floor.

"Don't move!" One of them stated

In that moment, the girl shot another taser bullet onto another part of Asper's back, sending even more surges of pain.

"AAAAARGH!" He shouted out once more.

'THAT BITCH!' He thought to himself

"Target, neutralized." She spoke proudly.

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