Ducke's birthday carried without any issue but it wasn't exactly festive either. It seemed that even Tang Fuxi had some ideas about what was going on. A few hours ago, there were sounds of gunshots and a battle broke in the street they lived in.
The birthday celebration was quick, dry, and depressing.
Tang Ling could only use this opportunity to present his gift to Ducke; the modified Burst g*n.
"This is my present, it cost quite a bit to get this one working..." Tang Ling dismissively gave the pistol to Ducke when it was time to go.
"Tang Ling... You..." Ducke was moved. He could feel that the exterior was made of metal, this definitely wasn't a cheap knockoff made by some amateurs, it was a true collection-grade gift. Where it came from, he did not know but the sincerity behind this
