บท 212: Monke and Headache Inducing Negotiations

This entire scenario was completely unrealistic by normal standards. Only because of us shrugging off their bullets was this situation possible.

I'm not one to think of unrealistic situations, but if this is the hand they gave me, then I will do my best to milk out every single advantage it can give me.

"Now, before we get to talking, can you please tell your subordinates to lower their weapons?" I glanced at the soldiers still training their sights on us. The lead soldier, the one talking to me, hesitated for a second. "Come on now, it's not like the bullets will do anything against us. You've seen it first-hand."

The soldier looked at me, judging if my words were a total buff. If this was any other militaristic country, I was sure they would've shot long before they were circling the building. Sighing, the soldier gestured towards his subordinates to lower their weapons.

The guns were now aimed at the ground. I gave their leader an appreciative nod.