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behind.
    ‘Liability
towards us…’ Allen says as he copied Ryan movement from the other side of my
back.
    They
surround me and close the circle I was in. I close my eyes and listen to my
surrounding. I filtered the sound of echoes of horn, vehicle’s engines and the
different voices. I focus my mind on the sound of the gang’s movement. Their
footsteps and voices was enough to certify their actual distance with me.
    ‘Are
you mute now?’ Tony amusingly said as he carries on to slowly close in.
    ‘Gentlemen,
somehow we’ve manage to fed his tongue to the dogs.’ Ryan blathers as he laughs
and closes in.
    ‘Frighten
is the word for it.’ Harley derides as he also laughs and walk towards me.
    ‘Indeed,
I can sense it as well.’ Allan said as he mimics his gang’s movement.
    They
were all close enough. An arm’s length was all I needed. I open my eyes and
react by quickly moving backward into Ryan and Allan’s trap. They both take the
opportunity to seize me by my arms and lock my shoulders. Joey and Harley make
a rush for their prey.
    I
instantly produce a side kick for Harley’s belly which throws him off the ground,
pushing him backward and finally, landing him on his butt. I quickly retaliate
to the second oncoming threat by producing an immediate sidekick to my opposite
flank. Joey went down in surprise as the blow fully made contact to his ribs.
He folds in half and lay down on one knee trying to catch up with his normal
breathing pattern.
    ‘Impressive
Phil but you’re not going to get away.’ Tony said as he watched the defeat and
humiliation of two of his friends. He opens both hands and makes his fingers
crack under tension as he close them into firm fist.
    Then
he strides towards me and prattles angrily, ‘Hold him firm boys. It’s about
time to fracture those healthy bones of yours!’
    Ryan
and Allan had interlocked their grip within my shoulders. They intensify their
grip at the command of Tony. He head for me like a mad bull. I made a jerking
motion with the arm which Ryan was holding. It slightly upset his balance that
his upper body quickly head towards me. I head butt Ryan with a sweeping blow
to the head.
    Dawdle,
he plod away with his head in his hands. There was a slack which compel me to
act urgently. My arm was loose.  Immediately I use it to throw Ryan in
front of me. I kick him in his belly and the abrupt force sent him rolling
towards Tony. They both flow backward hitting the waste bin.
    Allan
had lost control of his grip. He was trying to find a flaw in my technique for
him to make an attack but it all happened too fast. I move in front of him. He
insists on not releasing the firm grip. With an open hand armed with rigid
fingers I execute it firmly at Allan’s throat to upset his oesophagus flows of
air. He puff, release me and hold his throat with both of his hands. I fully
extend a fast and effective one eighty degrees, axe kick to his face. The powerful
blow of my heel drop him to his knees and he fall to the ground.
    I
ran to my bicycle at the wall near the waste bin and ride it out of trouble. I
was happy that I manage to empower all of them.
    ‘Wake
up boys! He’s getting away!’ I overheard Tony shouting as I cycle off of the
alley.
    ‘Come
on let’s get him, his getting away!’ Joey infuriately screams out.
    At
the end of the alley I made a right turn and cycle on a tarmac of secondary
road. I follow the single carriage way of two lanes and made a left turn. I
follow it as it snake its way through a dense forest. Behind me, the bullies
behave like hooligans as they howl, scream and shout.
     

 
    The
old man came out of the meditation and opened his eyes. He looked at his watch
and notice that it was time to move on. He had waited for it for his whole
life. The future and his destiny were at stake.
    His
frail body struggle as he stood up. He stares at the edge of the horizon
enjoying the splendid complex of colourful sunset. It could be the last one
I ever see he