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In the dimly lit alley, Michael faced the trio of masked men with a growing sense of irritation. His narrowed eyes betrayed a mixture of annoyance and frustration as he confronted the unwelcome situation.

"Seriously? Can't a guy catch a break today?" he muttered, his tone laced with exasperation.

The first masked man, emboldened by anonymity, demanded, "Shut up and hand over your valuables!"

A wry chuckle escaped Michael's lips as he flexed his muscles, subtly showcasing his confidence. "You guys picked the wrong day for this."

The masked trio circled him menacingly, their obscured faces concealing their intentions.

"We're not messing around. Cooperate, or things will get ugly," warned the second masked man.

Rolling his eyes, Michael's annoyance escalated. "You really don't want to do this."

"Enough talk. Let's get him!" declared the third masked man impatiently.

With unexpected speed, Michael dodged the first attacker's lunge effortlessly. "Come on, you can do better than that."

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