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🕑 Added 2024-02-13 15:02:01 +0000 UTCPriest Pray For Us
Chapter 33: A Chaotic Place
The Light Association is a large organization that is scattered around the world, and although it is funded by the governments of different countries, it remains secret even within those countries. In many places in the world, darkness silently reigns—examples include countries that have always lived in war or where evil exists. Darkness manifests in different forms, and even if they are prepared, many times they lose the battle without accomplishing anything.
As Anton rode the elevator to the shopping center, he arrived at a clothing store. While anyone coming might be here for clothes, Anton knows perfectly well that there's another business behind it.
Many of the weapons he gets here are modified, and a few are special according to his requests. All special ammunition, even though he knows how to make them, is of perfect quality here, and Anton has never had trouble getting them directly from this location.
Upon entering, Anton, with his serene expression, nodded at the welcoming greeting from one of the employees. But as he had been to this place many times, he headed directly to the inner part. In the back was a tailor, who was delicately examining a black suit that he had recently placed on one of the mannequins. This older man was named Enrique Gonzales, and his family had traveled to this part of the world. Now, as the eldest of the family, he took care of this place.
When Enrique saw Anton, he smiled modestly and said, "Priest Anton, can I help you in any way?"
Anton opened the suitcase he had with him and said, "I have some trophies I want to frame, and I'll also need a new round of supplies."
Enrique looked at the contents of the suitcase—some bone weapons and gold watches that weren't simple things to observe. Still, as these were Anton's trophies, he would do what he wanted with them.
"Priest Anton, did you just come from a job?"
Anton nodded slightly and said, "To call me a priest, there should be a reason. Do you still have new things that might interest me?"
Enrique smiled slightly, took the suitcase, and without saying a word, walked towards what seemed to be the bathrooms. "Priest Anton, please come with me."
Anton nodded and followed without saying a word. When they passed through the bathrooms, at the end, Enrique opened a door, and the two walked down a narrow hallway until they entered a large room where there were shelves after shelves all filled with firearms. On the other side, there were black suits that were bulletproof, numerous hits, and another more special one with different types of bullets. All these shelves were leaning against the wall, and in the middle, one could see red sofas for sitting, where special guests were treated with more respect. This design was very technological, abandoning all the classic appearances that were outside. Every time Anton comes here, he plans to tidy up his messy warehouse with this place and always sets out to clean it, something that never happens.
"Priest, please, take a seat."
Enrique looked at Anton, who kept looking around. "I'll give you a list when I check my inventory."
Anton shook his head, and instead of sitting on the sofa, he walked towards a shelf full of firearms and took an automatic rifle. Under the reflection of the walls and white lights, these firearms were simply poison that seduced men's buying desires.
Enrique smiled modestly. Let Anton review the new weapons that had arrived at this place.
"If you're looking for penetration power, what you have in your hands is an FN FAL, which stands for Fusil Automatique Léger. This Belgian-made automatic rifle has been used by various armed forces. It fires the 7.62 x 51 mm NATO cartridge, known for its power."
"On the other hand, we have the H&K G3 rifle manufactured by Heckler & Koch. The G3 is a German battle rifle that uses the 7.62 x 51 mm NATO cartridge."
Anton felt the weight of the weapon and familiarized himself with its size. He placed it back in its place but set aside the ones he wanted for his own use.
Beside him, Enrique said, "If you're looking for a rifle with power, I recommend the FVR-8, a beautiful custom beauty capable of firing at great speed. It uses a custom 8 mm caliber cartridge designed to maximize stopping power and penetration, maintaining an optimal balance between weight and performance."
Anton looked at the new weapon, which looked fierce, and smiled slightly.
"That FVR-8 is equipped with a gas-assisted reloading mechanism that significantly reduces the time between shots, allowing for rapid successive firing without compromising weapon stability."
"You always find ways to make me take more than I planned." Anton murmured as he left the rifle on the display case.
"Bring me the ammunition I ordered, move it as well, and I want fragmentation grenades." Anton said as he took high-caliber pistols like the Desert Eagle.
"Alright, Priest."
Anton sat on the sofa while waiting for his things, but after a while, Enrique's voice sounded from behind him. "By the way, Priest Anton, do you know the news about Mr. Jardani Jovanovich?"
"Who?" Anton was confused because he had never heard that name before.
Enrique approached and smiled. "John Wick!"
Anton's eyebrows raised; he recognized that name because he knew exactly who they were talking about.
"They are offering a large sum for his head." Enrique said it with a mysterious smile.
Anton sighed and said, "It's not my concern."
"Everyone knows what his family does and the close relationship they have with the High Order; he might even get involved in that battle that is unfolding."
"It's still not my concern..."
Anton, who was a bit confused, stood up, paid the bill, and asked for the rest of the things to be sent to his home.
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Atchie
Eyy glad that John Wick is in this universe 🔫🔪✏️🐶
