His father's wiry hand hooked around the nearest thug's ankle. Using it for leverage, he flipped to his feet with a speed no old man should have had. As the steel pipe swung down, he tilted his head aside, seized the thug's wrist with his other hand, and twisted!
“Crack!”
The thug screamed and hit the ground. His father snatched the steel pipe and stood ramrod straight, his back like a spear. Bloodlust glinted in his cloudy eyes.
“Twenty years ago, I was chopping people up while you lot were still nursing.”
