Guns Galore
"Hm? What?" the girls blinked in surprise.
"What'cha starin' at me for? I'm askin' ya. What kind of gun do ya guys want?" the man repeated, reiterating what he just said.
"Er...you mean to say, you'll give us all a gun from your shop?" I asked.
The man shorted. "Yer in a gun shop, kid. If I ain't givin' ya guns, what the hell am I gonna give ya?"
"Wait, for free?" Xiang Peng asked, eyes shining in excitement.
"Hm...yes, but actually no," the man replied cryptically. "Lemme explain."
He placed his two elbows on the countertop and rested his chin on his hands. Dropping his tone, he continued. "If ya guys can eradicate the nest of a certain gang 'round here for me...I'll let ya have the weapons fer free. Ya can choose to pay normally as well...but lemme just say this right now. The money ya got from the outside...won't work inside The Fortress. We don't do coins and bills 'round here. We do material trade. Information exchange. That kinda stuff."