"Fight?"
"How to fight?"
"Fight with our lives?"
The tone of the gang leader was full of doubt and defiance. He was young, about thirty-seven or thirty-eight. To become a gang leader at that age, you either fought your way up or had a good father.
This "young man" belonged to the former. He carved out a place for himself in the underground world of New Birmingham City through his own abilities, leading others with sheer determination.
Some years ago, about seven or eight, or a dozen years ago, that was when he was at his most arrogant.
The young man was bold and fearless, unlike those old guys who were always worried about this or scared of that.
This also earned him a vivid nickname in the underground world, people called him "Bomb," describing his explosive temper and his madness.
He fought with his life, securing the gang's status, a piece of territory, and the foundation of the gang.
