I kicked the man with the gash in the chest he flew back I turned and saw the man with the tattoo I kicked him behind the knee, his legs gave out and I sent two left jabs and a right hook to his face he droped and before I could turn the skinny man had a butterfly knife and was less that two yards away from me he strode forward trying to stab me with it, I stepped to my right as I grabbed his arm twisting it so the knife fell the man screamed as ligaments tore then I was tackled from the side; the man with the gash had me on the ground now his head still at my wast as I put him in a sleeper
