173 Awe for the Little Boss

Divit crawled out of the crushed car as rage boiled in him, which started to cloud his judgement. If he was in a normal state of mind, Divit would have already started trembling in fear. But the current Divit was drunk with the feeling of invincibility. It made him feel that he was unparalleled. So, the pain radiating from his abdomen challenged this notion, and Divit couldn't accept it.

Moreover, Divit was mostly unaffected by that kick even though it looked dangerous. The Madaktus had dispersed the majority of the impact. Divit stood and looked around; he couldn't tell in which direction he had to move. Before he can decide, a thin figure appeared in his front. The smoke made it not possible to look at his facial features.

Divit looked at this figure as he sneered, " you have guts for trying to harm me. I am going to make it so that you would regret being born. Do you know..."

Bang!

Aditya did not have the mood to exchange 'punch dialogues' with this bastard. Before Divit could complete, his hand had been grabbed by what felt like iron pliers. He was smashed into the hard concrete floor with such force that the floor cracked and chips flew in all directions. Smoke swept away from the floor where Divit was hit.

Divit did not realise what had happened before he was again lifted and crashed into a column. The concrete of the pillar broke again, exposing iron beams within.

Aditya released Divit as his hands had started getting injured. His theory was right; a certain amount of force was recoiling into his arms. His brows creased as he rubbed his hands with each other. His cells were vibrating because of the impacts. Aditya took a few seconds for this pain to fade.

Aditya caught Divit again and continued his attacks. He made Divit kiss everything around him, including the columns, the floor and other cars. Wails of pain and fear echoed in the whole level as Divit had finally started feeling the terror of his opponent.

Thomas and others had half-opened mouths as they saw this beating. Their little boss was like an enraged tiger playing with a lamb. The level of destruction was no different than a standard demolition work. Both of them had already crossed human limits. Not once could Divit catch him or even graze him. Aditya was trained in multiple martial arts by Taarini while Divit was a novice, the difference in skill trumped the advantage of the equipment.

The amount of damage increased every second as the floor was riddled with cracks and glass pieces. Even though Thomas had turned the lights on, most of the light equipment had been destroyed by Aditya. Only the periphery lights had survived, which made the place look gloomy as the smoke slowly dispersed.

Aditya's nose twitched a little as he smelled gasoline. Aditya turned around to notice that more one damaged car was leaking fuel over the floor. He ordered, "Thomas, start to pack up. Execute the 'Exit' protocol. I will take over from here. Leave those empty grenade shells and other disposable items as collecting them again won't be enough to cover our traces. You have six minutes to fold everything and disappear. Oh, by the way, Rudra is coming back from his tour. Make adequate preparations at the village residence."

Thomas did not react for a few seconds as he and his teammates were in a trance as they gazed at Aditya with stars shining in their eyes. Even though they were unable to see the whole fight, the visible part was enough to make them excited. This strength was what each of them pursued. The person who got them running around with no other way of retaliation was being held like a puppet in Aditya's hand and trounced over.

The thin figure looked impressive in the partial darkness with some smoke floating around, a broken light was flickering in the background, and some sparks were flying from the damaged cars. Aditya's clothes had not been wrinkled in the least while Divit was looking haggard and miserable, like a beggar at the stairs of a temple (except for the protective covering). No wonder their Boss picked Aditya to be the Little Boss. Each person had completely accepted Aditya's authority in their hearts.

Thomas's eyes lit up when he heard that Boss was going to return. Thomas and others had missed their Boss since the past few weeks. They only knew that Rudra was recruiting and acquiring new weapons and had been out of the country.

It was not a huge surprise to them when Rudra had messaged that Aditya was going to be the second-in-command. For one, it was Aditya who had recruited them and sent them to be trained under Rudra. The other reason was that, before they met Rudra, they were all fans of Aditya's martial prowess.

Rudra was the support pillar that brought these hot-blooded youth together. So, when Thomas knew that Rudra would be coming back, how could he not be excited? Thomas could not wait to ask his Boss about the way to possess similar strength.

Divit's head spun as if he was taken for a roller coaster. Pain, frustration and terror filled his heart. Divit was being flung around like he was a dress in a washing machine. Even though it did not cause any significant injuries, Divit still felt more than a little pain. It was not that he was any slower than Aditya. Divit could see the attack coming, but he was incapable of knowing the best way of reacting to an attack.

"Damn, this protection is better than I expected," Aditya cursed as he rubbed his hands which were in pain. His anger did not fade away as Divit was not injured despite the beating. Aditya's eyes rotated as various ways of dealing with Divit sprang in his mind. A cruel smile spread along his face as he walked towards Divit, who had finally stabilised himself and stood firm.