I'm a humble ruffian, I see some drugs or something else valuable/resellable I take it. I was going about my day when I was informed by a guy I had staking out the pharmacy that a ready to eat profit was right around the corner, I told my guys to get ready and waited a while, when he passed by we followed him, thankfully he went into an alley where we could easily rob him, so we got close and started shaking him down for cash and the drugs he has. but he ran away, damn he's fast, I shouldn't have to run to get paid, it's supposed to be easy. I have one of my guys go to cut him off and while we chase we just have to wait, those syrums we can shake someone down for a few thousand each, maybe more if we find someone willing.
When we finally catch the guy he seems to have dropped the syrums or hidden them somewhere, but I didn't see anywhere he could've dropped them. So I start questioning him while the guys searched him, damn I see why he was so fast, he is built, must have nothing better to do than work out. "Up your ass, buddy." interrupts my thinking and I lose my patience, I stab this bastard and start questioning him again, we don't have much time, people definitely saw us and the cops will be here anytime. My thinking is once again interrupted by this asshole, why is he laughing, what's that smile on his face? Creepy. I yell for him to shut up and go to stab him while my guys are holding him. Little did I expect a foot to kick my wrist, shattering it and making the knife be set loose. I back off and hold my wrist, anger and pain mix inside me, I look up, just to see him engaging my guys. To my horror the kick that shattered my wrist went right for the nose of one of the guys holding him, kicking it in and killing him.
He didn't stop there, while everyone was still in shock, the guy, while laughing that creepy laughter and smiling that disgusting smile, went on a rampage. Fighting with my guys unarmed, knives were coming at him and he just laughed, smiled, then killed them one by one with either a kick or a punch to the throat, nose, or side or the head to knock them down to finish them off later. I forgot about my pain and got up to run, but little did I know it was too late, I turned my head to see that smile, and the glint in his eyes as I felt a headache and saw the ground getting closer, then I assume he lifted my head because I saw light, but then it was dark again, more pain as he smashed my face into the pavement repeatedly. The laugh and smile were all I saw in my mind before my consciousness faded.