AnAn Pt.2

"What who are you, GET OFF." The sumo man underneath his foot aggressively struggled trying to get out of the hold. Pressing a little harder into his throat he gave a warning to the man forcing him to stop his needless flailing. 

"I wouldn't move if I were you." Tapping his gun against the back of his head he gave a silent indication that he was armed. One move and the man's head would get blasted if he was not careful. Easing up on his foot he relaxed the pressure on the man's neck so he could speak easier. 

"Now that we have come to an understanding, I asked you very kindly why a sack of spoiled potatoes like you has business with these children."

"I'm their uncle, you have it wrong!! Let go of me..."

"YOU'RE NOT OUR UNCLE."