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Andy attacks with a flurry of successive kicks to the gang member's jaw, ending with a spinning kick, but one of his fellow gang members grabs him from behind, ready to slit his throat, but Andy takes advantage of his flexibility and lifts him up. With his leg at a 90-degree angle, he kicks him in the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

Meanwhile, Clyde dealt with two opponents with chains. One of them throws the chain and wraps it around Clyde's right arm, while the other grabs his left leg. They both pull the chains, causing Clyde to fall to the ground. They then take some iron bars to hit Clyde, but the boy spins on the ground and delivers a sweeping kick with his free leg that knocks down one of the attackers. He then uses the chain on his arm and blocks a blow from another gang member's cane that hits him in the stomach and another in the back. The second gang member began to stand but was brought back to the ground by a cut to the back of his neck, courtesy of the African-American boy.

The three friends were gathered in a triangle, and the last three gang members were running towards them, but they were sent flying by a kick from the three friends.

Chandler was confused. Twenty-one tough guys were beaten by a man with no arms and two freaks. Blinded by rage, he ran straight to the three friends but was met with a kick to the stomach, courtesy of Andy, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Since I was six years old, I, Andy Gervins, have been marked as undesirable, and I have done nothing to change that."

"Leaving restaurants that charge a fortune for disgusting food without me paying is my daily bread; I'm used to messing with gang members, and I'm usually more brutal than necessary when I fight. Some of my opponents are still in the hospital if they're lucky; I once beat up an abusive teacher who was... just a facade, and I haven't set foot in a high school since. However, it was always justified. But men like you who continue to believe in life and do what they want, believing that they are untouchable and that the law and punishments do not apply to them—that kind of man They are the ones who hurt me the most! Andy kicks Chandler, sending him rolling. "You deserve more than that. But it's not my place to hit you. But it's his." Andy points to Lincoln, who is slowly approaching Chandler.

The redhead has some difficulty due to stomach pain. "Is loser Larry going to hit me?" Lincoln picks up his hair and combs it again, exposing his eyes. Chandler couldn't believe his eyes. "Hahahahaha. This must be a joke. You're blind? Of course. My men are useless. No wonder the nerd, the blind man, and the man with no arms beat them up. It sounds like one of those jokes about three guys walking into a bar. And on top of that, they sent me the three most useless. You know, I'm not like those failures that you defeated. Before, there were more, but I had to separate the trash from the gold. But it seemed like it was all fake gold. But I'm the real gold. I'm platinum! Come on, Larry. Hit me if you can, and I'll show you that you're still the same loser you were when you left." Chandler looked so confident in himself; maybe it was denial, or his pride wouldn't allow him to admit defeat.

Finally, Lincoln faced Chandler face-to-face; the expression on the albino's face was a poker face, impossible to read. "I'm waiting, Larry. Come on, hit me if you dare. Right here," Chandler points to his chin. "Come on, do it!"

Lincoln interrupts Chandler's scream by giving him an overhead punch that lifts him up and sends him falling into a snowbank that turns red, as the blow caused several teeth to fall out. "Shut up now."

The gang members, seeing their leader fall, rose as best as they could and began to retreat, while two of them took an unconscious man.

Lincoln turns back to his friends, who were looking at him in amazement at the massive blow he dealt to Chandler. There was definitely a lot of anger in every millimeter of that fist.

"Wow Lincoln. You really wanted to hurt him." Clyde sees eight teeth lying on the ground with blood.

"That will teach him not to mess with us. Even though his problem was with Lincoln, I'm fine. At least we took them all down."

"Although I wanted to give Chandler more than one hit,"

"You will have more opportunities. Now let us quickly go to collect our fortune."

"Of course. Clyde, where's the ticket?"

Clyde widened his eyes, realizing something. "I thought Andy had the ticket."

"How the hell am I going to get it? Right, Lincoln?"

"No, I thought Clyde had it."

Suddenly, they heard old Flip shouting excitedly. "Six million and thirty thousand dollars. I'm rich. Yahoooooo!" Flip ran and jumped, tapping the soles of his feet in the air.

Clyde and Lincoln's eyes were open as wide as they could be, while a vein was marked on Andy's forehead and his face turned red.

Andy took a deep breath, filling his lungs to capacity and letting out a loud scream. "Shit *** ****** ******" His strong expletives were covered by the sound of a nearby church bell and the flapping of the wings of birds that flew in terror when they heard him scream.

-Meanwhile, at the Loud house-

The older sisters were minding their own business, while the younger ones had not yet arrived.

But the unusual calm that prevailed in the house was interrupted by the closing of the door. Everyone in the house headed to the entrance to see the family comedian.

"Hi, Luan. How was your trip, sweetie?" Rita walks toward her daughter. But she pushes her, which surprises Rita. "Luan, what's wrong with you?"

Luan walks towards the stairs with her head down, ignoring her family, until Luna stops her and takes her by the hand.

"Luan? Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Luan clenches her fists, raises her head, and gives a look of pure anger at her entire family, scaring even Lori, but the anger turns to sadness when Luan hugs Luna and begins to cry on her shoulder.