![]() ![]() I am very happy to say that his attitude changed immediately, at least for the next 10 or 15 seconds. He'd mouthed off and waved the gun around, and when I called him on his attitude he laughed and put a couple of caps in me. ![]() ![]() He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans with a big wet stain along one leg, and he'd been toting the gun around in his hand without the slightest attempt to conceal it. He was a skinny little kid who looked Puerto Rican. So I kept oncoming after I felt the bullets go out of my back, because if you take a shot at you are going to die, simple as that. The slugs stung a little bit when they hit, but they didn't pack enough to break anything loadbearing. It was a nice gun he had, one of those TEC-9s that are all the rage among street-level dealers these days, but it had absolutely no slopping power. The kid shot me twice, then pissed his pants when he saw me keep oncoming.
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