Go Out

While going out, you decide to check out on the guy you saved earlier.

He's getting beaten up again. At this point you wonder if someone is taking the piss. You run over to him and his attackers.

"Stop!" You shout. "I'll call the police."
"Hello lovely," leers the thug who charged at you. "We'll stop attacking him," he pointed at the man with contempt on his face, "If we get a peek at what's under those nasty clothes".
You look at him in disgust. "And what's stopping me from calling the police?".

He points his gun at you. "Strip."
(literally the same thing which happened earlier, you think in annoyance.)
You're not sure if you'll die if he shoots, being super-power and all. You'd rather not take the chance though.