"What the--"
"Shh, don't say another word." Konrad muttered under his breath, slowly reaching for the glove compartment.
Meanwhile, Felix put his hands over his mouth. He began to breathe heavily. His eyes began to shake.
Without warning, all of the doors of the heavily tinted car -- the one blocking them at the front -- opened. Five men, dressed in either neutral coloured trainers or black leather jackets, alighted the car with metal pipes, 2x4's, and wooden bats in their clutches.
Felix froze the moment they saw them. He thought that he still had more time to prepare himself, but that's not the case anymore. The young man quickly looked at Konrad, his gaze now urging.
However, Konrad's attention wasn't on him. It was on the men who were slowly approaching them. Felix then saw the gun in Konrad's hand, making him realize the gravity of their peril even more.