Hearing Ryuutaro moving behind him, he glanced over his shoulder. Unfortunately he also noticed the guy he threw back getting back to his feet and reaching for his own weapon in response to Ryuutaro. As much as Hayato knew Ryuutaro's bey was useful, when it came to speed it would take far less time for this guy too land a bullet in the boy he loved than it would to get his bey going. So still keeping his cool he addressed Ryuutaro briefly.

"Hey, I told you I got this, alright?"

Bringing his attention back to the man holding him up, he slowly raised his hands the grab onto his wrist and start to squeeze... hard.

"I'll break your wrists."

The man tried to withstand the pain for a while, but it didn't take long before he pushed Hayato back and away, rubbing the newly forming dark bruises on his wrists. Hayato stumbled back, but didn't drop his guard, instead situating himself between Ryuutaro and the two men, glaring at them.

The man looked up from his wrists and glared at Hayato for a moment before just spitting on the boy's face.

"You're not even worth the effort of pulling a trigger."

And they started to walk off, done with their 'fun' for the day

The teen simply glared after them as he brought up his hand to wipe the saliva from his cheek.