Chapter 27

Men dressed in black suits came out of the car with bats, rods, batons, and other weapons in their hands. I pulled out my leg and arm guards from my bag and also the special military gloves that I had so that I can fight in the streets against thugs with weapons, also I bring out my Remington new model army just in case of those guys had firearms. Why do I have a single-action revolver well that's cause I am a fan of Django Unchained and Jamie Foxx, and I can shoot as fast as him I know I am an awesome fighter but I am not invincible I am still human.

I came out of the car to take a look at what's happening.

"Hey what the hell why are you blocking the road? goddamn it!" I yelled at them.

One of them opened a door to a limo and a man came out he was wearing a grey suit with a long black coat he was around 6'1 tall and his age in his late 20s. His hair color brown, his skin pale and his eyes brown as well. By the look of his body, I could clearly see he is an athlete. He kinda looked familiar it's like I have seen him before but where.

"Mr.Jabbar it been a long time, at last, we meet again," he said.

"Who are you? Do I know you?" I asked him.

"You don't remember me but I clearly do we fought in the ring once about 6 months ago"

"Really we did? Oh I remember now you're Gacy Shipman the kickboxer known as "The Bank", I had my 6th match with you"

"Yes I am glad you remember punk, I have won over 14 fights and I lost to you in the first round in the most pathetic way possible"

"Yeah at that time in order to beat you I did train harder than ever it was pretty unusual to fix a fight between someone who fought 14 times and someone who fought only 5 times"

"You destroyed my life my career I became a laughing stock cause of you"

"Hey I won that match fair and square maybe you should try training harder instead of using money to find easy prey"

"Shut up I will make you pay for making me look like a fool"

"You are a fool you underestimated me in the ring and even spat on my head you got what you deserve besides I had fun kicking your sorry ass"

"That's it get him" he orders his men to attack me.

"Oh so that's how it going to be your gonna fight dirty and obviously make your men do the dirty work for you"

"If it makes you miserable then yes".Three of his men attacked me with their wooden baseball bats I dodged their swings and broke their bats with my fist and knocked all three of them out with roundhouse, and wheel kicks to the neck. The others rush to attack me with their bats, rods, baton, and chains I managed to block their attacks using my guards and delivered various counter blows on them. I remembered training with my father in order to make me better he used to make me fight multiple different opponents at once minimum of 8 and a maximum of 18 at once in a room. It wasn't easy fighting them they may be thugs but they know how to fight. I beat them all up one by one.

"Anything else," I asked.

"Yeah, I got a bit of competition for you, Kreese " a man came out of the limo. He in his late 20s his hair blonde eyes blue skin pale around 6'2 muscular lean body dressed in a black suit I could tell he is a military guy and he has a knife in his pocket.

"Here's a bit of a challenge for you"

He came forward and got into a fighting stance. I started throwing some jabs he would block them and quickly throw elbow strikes with punches then he grabs me and throws me down with a judo throw and try to lock my head with his legs. I use my legs to attacks his head and then get out of his grapple.

"A commando?" I said.

"Right guess," he said.

I can't believe that bastard, he is making me fight a skilled commando who specialize in SOC (Special operations combatives ) takedown, throws, and submission however he is nothing compared to that man who I trained with when I was young that man did teach me how to get out grappling.

"I see you are pretty good your not some brat off the streets looks like this is gonna be fun," said the man.

"Wait," I said to him and took off my guards and gloves.

"You sure you wanna take those off," he said to me.

"Yeah it would be a fair fight unless you wanna use that knife in your pocket," I said to him.

That guy laughed and pulled out a knife from his pocket and threw it away.

"I like you kid too bad I have to beat you up nothing personal it's my shitty job, say what's your name?"

"Muhammad Ali Jabbar you?"

"Royce Kreese" he came towards me with a sidekick I dodged them then he started throwing various kicks at me I began dodging them. He attacks with a great number of punches, elbow, and kicks I would block and dodge them and deliver counter strikes. After he got countered a few times he made an opening I attack him then he grabs me takes me down and tries to choke me by grabbing my neck. I hit his rib with my elbow, his ribs crack and he weakens his grip by which I get out.

"What is your body made up? your elbows are like iron"

"I trained in muay Thai boran "

"That makes sense"

Thai fighters condition their fist, elbow, and shin by striking hard objects like bamboo trees making their attacks vicious. I used to do mine a lot it was painful as hell but it was worth it. I begin attacking he tries to dodge me and block me but he is too slow for me.

"You trained in taekwondo too" he said in surprise.

" Well I am not a black belt but I did train my kicks with their methods" I start attacking again he attacks me with his punches I block them and strike him with my hands.

"Thats karate," he said in pain.

"Yeah, I learned a bit of that as well" I punch his face then deliver a 2 spin wheel kick to his face knocking him. "And that a capoeira kick nice and fast" Kreese gets up I deliver a front push he grabs my leg then I hit with a backflip to his face. He falls down and then gets up.

"A Bruce lee kick you gotta be kidding me"

"Whatever comes in kickboxing I learned everything I could"

He gets up as I try to kick his face he grabs my leg and hits it with his elbows, that hurts a lot he tries to hit again i use the other leg to kick him he lets go then I deliver a superman punch to his face knocking him down.

"Useless " Shipman yells.

"Looks like your boys down, "I say to him

He pulls out a gun I quickly draw mine and shoot his hand disarming him then I ran to him and deliver a flying side kick to his face knocking him out cold.

"And that's how it's done" I get in my car and drove back home.

8th December 2019

A week after that incident I decided to drive to the metro city to visit my family. While driving theret the car I rented brokes down.

"Damn this car"

I walk back to the city while I am walking I find a gas station. I try to talk to the guy in the station then somebody comes behind me and puts chloroform on my face knocking me out cold. After a while, I woke up being chained in a room filled with people.

"What the hell is happening?"