who's he

"Hannah, he's bleeding," Daniel said, glancing at the man who helped cough up blood after the mysterious man kicked his stomach, but he didn't stop fighting back.

The kind man pushed them until they fell and grabbed a plank beside him, then he hit them repeatedly.

"You're dead, you scoundrels, bastards!" he shouted as he struck the two mysterious men alternately until they ran off in a hurry towards another alley.

The kind man sighed, then dropped his plank and turned to look at Daniel and Hannah, who looked frightened. He wiped his bleeding mouth, then approached them with slightly unsteady steps as if his body was in great pain.

"Oh God... You're injured!" Hannah said anxiously.

"It's Okay, I'll be fine, as long as you and the boy are okay," the man said, smiling at Daniel.

"You're bleeding," Daniel pointed at the man's face.

The man nodded. "It's fine."