I hit a drug dealer in the back of the head with my tire iron and stole all of his cash and xstacy pills. I flushed his pills down the toilet. One of my fraternity brothers was in on it, he was a bouncer at the afterparty 2am opening rave club that the dude sold X at (it was BYOB). Two weeks prior that dealer sold a batch of pills that made over 20 people I know really sick. One girl almost died. That is how I justified hitting him in the back of the head. I didn't hit him that hard either, but bad enough that he will probably never talk normally again. He will never know who hit him as me and my friend scouted how what times he walked to his car to get more pills or cash. We hid in around the corner of the building and clocked him, my fraternity brother actually gave him good knee spike to his kidneys right before I hit him. We hid our faces to boot, but he was out so fast that he didn't even remember what happened. I actually talked to the guy a month afterwards and he had no idea who did it. In my opinion he deserved it.