dealt with the devil

Ben stared intently at the man and threw the guy he had been holding by the leg at his feet.

"What are you looking at, kid?" the gang leader asked, not seeming intimidated by Ben's display.

"A dead man," Ben replied stoically.

Veins bulged in the gang leader's fists. The cigarette in his mouth split in two as he clenched his teeth in anger.

He knew Ben was strong, but he couldn't appear weak in front of his men over some kid.

Leaning down, he got close to Ben's face and asked, "Are you looking to die?"

Ben responded with an uppercut that sent the gang leader's head snapping backward.

Enzo hadn't expected the punch, but he wasn't going to stay still either. In his awkward position, he threw a punch at Ben, but Ben blocked it with ease.

Ben kicked him, sending him flying and crashing into his own motorcycles.

"Boss!"

"Attack him!"

Ben ignored the lackeys and continued toward the leader.