Mr Umar walking on the street late night 1:30 am:
The lights of the shops giving a very nice look. A little mumbling of voices here and there as people who were still awake doing their work. Suddenly Mr Umar felt some following him and when he stopped they appeared in front of him, he had just a pizza box in his hands as he was going back to home.
"Oh! Come-on, I have been walking, roaming around the streets for hours and now when I finally decided to go home."
A guy with chains and jacket looking like a cool dude gangster with his homies. All youngsters started to follow their homie.
"Cut the bullshit old man! Give it up the pizza box come-on!"
"Look kid this is not the way you should talk to someone elder than you."
"Oh yeah! Let's see who is tough then...."
Takes out a long big chain and throws it on Mr Anti-Matrix who garbs it with his hand as it wraps to his hand and revolving it, throws the guy into a Ferrari at his right, while holding the pizza in the right hand. As the guy falls on ground groaning another one tries to hand to hand combat wearing and orange shirt and a blue jacket.
Mr Umar catches his fist with one hand and sparing his arm pushes him by the chest throwing him way too far hitting a shop that was already close but pizza still he holds in his hand.
The fat guy finally gets involved and tries to jump on him by his belly but falls down as he hits Mr Umar and then gets thrown by the leg to the pizza shop still the pizza box in hand saved.
"You guys are youngsters, huh! Cool is not wearing chains and all that, wanna be cool then learn some ethics to be a gentleman."
"Well, what must have happened here."
"Drink less guys and work more, drink less and work more...."