Part 2

“Excuse me!”

“I apologize!” My father said to the man who he had struck by accident. Even though my father's compassion fell short, the other man he had collided with was making quite a scene. “You hit me!”

“How dare you!” The man retorted to my father. “Please listen! I truly apologize!” My father responded. “What? But it's too late!” The man said and then punched my father in front of everyone and my father's crew. Instead of feeling frightened, other people there found it amusing. “You hit me!” My father said to the man who struck him.

“Yes! I hit you!”

“So what?”

“What are you going to do about it, loser?” The man replied. Oh dear!

Something was unfolding.

In the meantime, my father became enraged and retaliated by hitting the man again.

“Okay comic guy! You asked for this!” My father declared. He then struck the man back, and his crew erupted in cheers. Unfortunately, the issue was that the man who had initially hit my father had his own team with him.

Shortly after my father retaliated, the man's team rose and surrounded my father.

“Everyone, please calm down!”

“He hit me first despite my apology!” My father explained to the other men nearby.

“What are you all doing?”

“Don't just stand there watching him; act! Get him!” The man instructed his team.

Goodness is gracious!

A massive dispute erupted between my father's crew and the team of the man who had first struck my father. It escalated beyond mere punches, with kicks, chair throws, and bottles being hurled inside the bar.

Despite all of that, the group of women dancing continued their performance.

Eventually, someone brandished a gun and fired into the air, which caused the brawl to cease and prompted some guests to flee the bar. “Alright, that's enough.”

“Cease the fighting!” The bar owner, who had appeared, declared as he drew a gun and fired upwards.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of the bullets was deafening. “What was that?” My father inquired. “Someone is shooting! Let's leave!” My father urged his crew as soon as the fight came to a halt.

“Alright! The show is over!”

“Everyone, exit!” The bar owner reiterated emphatically. Indeed, my father and his crew quickly left the bar just as everyone else ran outside.