"See if he's still breathing and throw him into the river. Snake said that he and Tiger were brothers after all and doesn't want to see his body."
A stockier gangster glanced at Tiger lying motionless on the ground and ordered the others.
The purple-haired gangster nodded, squatted in front of Tiger, and reached out to probe near his nostrils.
"Now is the moment!"
Suddenly, Tiger, who had been lying still as a dead dog, sprang up, snatching the steel pipe from the purple-haired gangster and with a "bang" struck him on the head.
The gangster, caught off-guard, was hit squarely in the face and sent flying backwards over a meter, twitching a few times before lying still.
After knocking the purple-haired gangster away, Tiger hurled the steel pipe at the leader and then bolted with all his might toward the entrance of the alley.
The leader quickly dodged the pipe and when he looked again, Tiger had already run several meters. He roared: "After him!"