Restaurant waitress: "I'm sorry, sir, but your name isn't on the reservation list, you'll have to..."
Gangster - "I made the reservation, you fucking whore! Look harder or I'll fuck up the whole restaurant!"
Restaurant waitress: "Sir, I swear I don't have your name here!"
"Somebody get this bitch out of my face!" He orders
The criminal was about two meters tall, couldn't even be considered a man, a giant, probably belonged to one of the village gangs.
"pft... scum." A distant voice whispers in annoyance.
The criminal: "Who the fuck said that?!" A little surprised, the giant, not used to anyone having the courage to face him because of his physique, gets angry.
"It was me, here on the left side of the restaurant..." replies the mysterious man.
"Ahahahahahahahaha! Are you sure you don't want to apologize to me? Tell you what, you've got five seconds to get away."
The giant makes an offer, hoping that the man will run away as quickly as possible.
"Five seconds huh? Sounds good to me, five seconds is more than enough to take your measures..."
The giant is offended by the man's calm and begins to run at him violently. The five seconds were up and both men were on the opposite side to where they had been before the countdown began.
The mysterious man stood with his sword in his hand, the giant knelt down, blood pouring down his legs.
"What have you done?" he asked, frightened.
The man breaks the giant's neck and puts his body in a bag, opens the restaurant door and leaves.
Later at the bounty hunters' hideout.
Mysterious man: "What do you mean 100?"
Service department girl- "Sorry Mors, but that's what we've got, the job of bounty hunter is becoming less and less requested, not to mention your enormous difficulty in bringing in criminals in one piece."
Mors returns home with just 100 eres to feed his family, while the rain pours down his tired face.