Oscar heard gun shots, he sighed and walked behind the house in the backyard, where Henry, his son and his Bowers Gang were shooting empty glass bottles. Oscar stepped closer behind Henry.

“What the hell is going on? Give me my god damn gun.”

As Henry passed the gun, Oscar took it and walked away. Before then, he stopped and pointed the gun down, firing towards Henry but not shooting him. Henry’s friends stood there, watching with hate.

Oscar put the gun back after a few blows, he stared at them.

”Look boys, you better not start shit or else I’m going to separate you all.”