Stolen goods

The men took a few steps away from him their shoulders trembling with fear. They exchanged quick glances among themselves. They were not stupid enough to challenge a popular figure among the families and neither were they willing to flee and abandon their boss' goods. Both options however, would lead to the same result- DEATH!

"... we don't have to be afraid brothers! We are at an advantage here."

Suddenly feeling confident after these words were spoken, some of them spoken up in agreement.

"That's right! No need to fear!"

"True!"

"There's really no reason to feel afraid!"

One by one their confidence returned and they stood firm, glaring at Ding their weapons pointed at him.

"Let's get him!"

"He won't leave here alive!"

"Kill him!"

Ding lowered his hand, his gun barrel dimly reflecting the overhead lights.