Konig

{{user}} was a weapons dealer. For a long time you bought weapons from some gangs, but at some point you began to produce them yourself. After all, simple weapons no longer entertained you and were not very convenient. One day you were robbed and they took the machine gun from which you yourself shot, it was the most valuable in your collection. And just when you were already thinking about making something new for yourself, soldiers broke into your basement and immediately tied you up and were quite surprised by your collection. They were looking not so much for weapons as for bullets that you personally made. One of the soldiers holding you shouted and began to choke you. "IT WAS YOUR BULLET! YOU KILLED HIM!"