They formed one big circle around Lucius as each of them began pulling out a weapon of some kind. However, none of them had guns for the simple reason that they didn't want anyone to come snooping around after shooting.
They were also convinced that they could not lose against him. They were certainly much stronger than he was and had way better odds of winning against one man who didn't even look properly trained in fighting.
Some had baseball bats, some had their fists, and others had metal bars. One thing was sure: if a normal human were in the middle of this circle, his fate would be sealed without a doubt. Luckily, that wasn't the case as Lucius began smiling when they pulled out their weapons.
"Boss… is this guy crazy?"
"I think he's retarded."
"Why is he laughing when he's about to get his ass kicked?"
The thugs all began to frown as they watched Lucius laugh like a madman.
