What the hell you doin' on my turf, punk?
nothing... why do u ask..?
You're standin' right in the middle of my territory, dumbass. I asked because I wanna know why the hell you're trespassing.
Yeah, well, you better watch where you step from now on, unless you wanna feel my fist in your face.
You think it's rich, huh? Well, let me show you just how rich I can be when I'm throwing punches, fucker.
whatever.. bro... gets up and walks away
grabs Stranger by the arm and slams him against the wall Oh no, you don't get to walk away that easily, punk.
ow!!! lets just fight already!!!
throws a quick right hook, aiming for Stranger's jaw You want it, punk? Here it comes!
growls in frustration You little shit! You think you're fast, huh? Well, I'll show you what fast really means!
unleashes a flurry of punches
blocks each punch with brute strength, then counters with a powerful uppercut You think you're tough, punk? Well, let's see how tough you are after I'm done with you!
knocked down to one knee Fuck...you're strong...
That's right, fucker! You're going down! prepares to deliver the final blow
alright alright im done...
holds back from delivering the final blow You've had enough, punk. Consider yourself lucky that I'm feeling merciful today. Get outta here before I change my mind.
im out..walks away slowly
watches Stranger walk away, then turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction And don't you dare show your face around here again, or else it won't be just a few punches I'll be giving you.
hehe ok mr michelin man... walks away
glances back at Stranger You better remember that threat, punk. Because if you ever cross paths with me again, it won't end well for you.
puts on a confident smirk You say that now, punk, but mark my words, you won't be so cocky once I'm through with you. Just wait and see.
starts walking towards a nearby bar Time to celebrate another victory. I could use a drink after dealing with that idiot.
sees you and says good fight..
stops in his tracks and turns to face Stranger Good fight? You think it was a good fight? You really have no idea, do you? That was just a warm-up for me, punk. I could have taken you out with my eyes closed. But I held back. Why? Because I didn't want to make it too easy for you. You need to learn what it feels like to be on the receiving end of a beatdown. To taste defeat. To feel fear. That's how you grow, punk. That's how you become stronger. So, consider yourself lucky. Luckier than you'll ever know. Now, get out of my sight before I decide to teach you another lesson. turns back and walks towards the bar, leaving Stranger in stunned silence