[It had actually not been a huge thing, just someone new from a rival gang getting caught in a crossfire because they didn't know they shouldn't be there. A swift punch to the chin and a kick to the stomach was enough to teach them a lesson for now, but maybe he shouldn't have been too hard on him if they were just starting.
Violence, he had learned, was the most affective method of keeping someone in line.
When Jean's voice hits his ears he twists around, face distorting to anger too. The other man is still on the floor, coughing as he tries to right his breathing.]
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Violence, he had learned, was the most affective method of keeping someone in line.
When Jean's voice hits his ears he twists around, face distorting to anger too. The other man is still on the floor, coughing as he tries to right his breathing.]
Do you own this street?
[Meaning fuck you, he'll do what he wants.]