This was in 2012. I was taking the back way home because it was faster, people don't usually fuck with me as I'm rather intimidating. This young girl, maybe 6-8 runs up to me and grabs my leg asking to protect/help her. I take a knee and I can't understand what she is is saying, her sobbing and my intoxication. I promise her protection and tell her we'll call her mom to come get her. I see some movement from the right side and I stand up. Five guys, two of them visibly carrying clubs. I say loudly "hey get the fuck out of here". They start laughing, they tell me thats their sister and they want to take her home. Drunk or not, less drunk than I am now there is no way in hell I'm letting her go with these punk/gang looking guys. I carried a walther ppk, I drew it clicked off the safety and pulled back the hammer for single action. I shot the front guy in the gut center mass, I was using 90gr fmjs if I remember right. They run at me and I hit two more of them. I can't hear anything at this point. I start backing up and going back and forth in aim between them. I stop and take a stand, I have 4 shots left. I tell them to leave and take their friends one of them ran at me and I shot him four times center mass and he fell. I was out but the ppk slide doesn't stay back and lock when you've shot your last round so I bluffed again and backed away. Then we backed all the way out into the street and started running, I got a cab and I dropped the girl at a police station. After checking the news and paper, no reported deaths that night. The last guy I shot I know I hit his heart with 1-2/3 shots and I saw the skin on his head peel back when I shot him and I saw the brain matter. I still have that same gun, but I carry 2 extra magazines. If anyone wants pics of it let me know.