Utterly Mad

Burns and his friends leaned against the wall together talking. They had managed to score a pack of cigarettes and were smoking. A group of fellow syndicate members walked by and one of them made a handsign of slitting his throat.
"I get the feeling nobody likes us Simon."
"why would they? We're the dogs who shot up a wedding Burns." Simon said as he pulled the cigarette from his hand and held it for a second before taking another puff.
"I know that, but you'd think some kind of loyalty to your brothers would exist." Burns said around his cigarette
"Since when has that stopped blokes from trying to off us. You remember Kicker?"
--7 years ago--
"Kicker the chairman told you that this isn't the place for your business! So come on out and we'll settle this like men." Burns shouted as he moved through the warehouse.
"Fuck the chairman! I can make us a lot of money here selling my product!" Kicker yelled from...somewhere.
That's when the bullets started flying and Burns and Simon ducked to cover. The shots kept coming as the two pulled out their guns and fired a couple of blind shots. "You two can't hit a barn!" Kicker yelled, and that's when the two realized it was coming straight across the open walkway to the other end of the warehouse.
Burns stepped out and his gun clicked. As Kicker began to laugh and draw a shot Simon dove in front of Burns and took the bullet for him. Which also happened to be the last one in Kicker's clip.
As the man scrambled to reload Burns charged him and tackled him to the ground. Kicker punched him as he began to strangle Kicker. After a couple of minutes Kicker stopped struggling and his eyes rolled back.
As Burns stood he walked back to Simon to surprisingly find the man still alive. "Always wear a vest." Simon said as Burns helped him to his feet.
"Thanks for the tip."
--Present time--
"Yeah, it's never really stopped anyone."