Who are you?
Why did you hit him?
Despite their intentions to assist, several more burly men burst in from the outside.
It was October, and the weather had become cooler, especially at night.
ALL the employees were wearing coats.
In stark contrast, the men who launched the surprise attack wore only short sleeves, revealing their inked and robust arms. The abundance of tattoos made it evident that they were gangsters, a group best left unprovoked.
The four employees found themselves in an unfamiliar and unsettling situation. Glancing at each other, they remained paralyzed with fear.
Who are you? What do you want? The tall man managed to muster his courage, his fear evident in his blunt shout.
Pulling out his phone, he dialed 911, determined to call for help.
Release him! Do you want to end up in jail? Youre trespassing and have assaulted one of my employees. Youll face the consequence:
But before anyone answered the call, one of the tattooed men swiftly kicked the phone away.
With a loud crash, the phone smashed against the wall, shattering into countless pieces and littering the floor.
The tall mans face drained of color, trepidation gripping him.
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Summoning his courage, one of the employees decided to take action. The spiky-haired man quickly noticed and grabbed an iron bar from another.
Swiftly and decisively, he swung the bar, delivering a harsh blow to the employees legs. The employee screamed in agony and collapsed, writhing in pain.
He continued the assault by stomping forcefully on his back with his heavy boot.
The two remaining employees watched in horror and dared not move.
What do you want? Please tell us. If weve offended you, we can make amends, the tall man asked feebly. He wanted to find a peaceful resolution.
The employees sat nervously as no one responded to the tall mans pleas. Then, a man dressed in a black shirt and suit pants calmly entered the room.
Their jaws dropped, and their faces turned pale with shock,
Of course, they recognized him.
It was none other than Tyrone.
With an air of nonchalance, he observed the aftermath of his mens actions, glancing at Rupert and the other employees huddled nervously on the floor. Then, fixing his piercing gaze on the tall man, he calmly inquired, Do you know who I am?
The tall man was rendered speechless.