A person was hurled by Faizal as he crashed into a table causing it to reduce into a pile of scrap. That person did not get up again as he passed out.

Faizal wiped the sweat off his forehead as he took a wine bottle from the bar counter and smashed it onto another person as he squatted holding his bleeding head. After two weeks of 'intensive' training from Aditya, all the four 'pupils' have risen above other people as each was able to manage five goons easily by themselves.

Aditya could easily notice each person's faults by using 'Sensifull' and his calculative skills. So, Aditya would formulate personal training targets for each of them and have them execute many agonizing stances to cover up their habitual flaws in the fighting.

Faizal turned his head to look at elder brother Raghav who had his mouth wide open and did not seem to notice that his cigarette had burnt out. He was not particularly surprised at Raghav's expression as he had gone through the same process of adjustment when he saw Aditya fight.

He ridiculed himself when he remembered him saying ' elder brother Adi, it is going to be super fun' just because guns would be involved in the fight. The past two weeks, everyone had become accustomed to fights with cold weapons or fighting with bare arms. The whole fighting experience was becoming bland.

So, when they found out that one of the Mumbai Mafia Alliance (MMA) leader was residing in one of the resorts outside of Bangalore, every one of these four people were exhilarated as they imagined that a fight involving firearms would be more stimulating and thrilling. One had to know that these young people were all battle maniacs who derived pleasure from putting their lives at risk. The greater the risk, the better the stimulus.

But now, Faizal's mind went blank when he saw the five people rolling and crying in pain, in the middle of the bar with each holding their right hand with their left. Each of their right hand had two clear, gaping holes in the middle of their palm and the back of their hand through which blood was rushing out. He then saw the tall and thin figure sit in a wooden chair as he lighted a cigarette and waited for these people to stop crying. Five handguns lay scattered at a distance, ignored while a 'Colt Government' lay on Aditya's lap. A little smoke could be seen exiting the muzzle end which got mixed up with the cigarette smoke.

Faizal wanted to slap himself when he thought back to the real talent of his elder brother Adi, wasn't it handling firearms? How could he hope that the fight would be exciting like in those movies when all it took was 2 seconds, just a measly two seconds for the main fight to be over. The only remaining part was cleaning up the leftovers which others were doing right now.

The five people who possessed guns were disarmed even before they could get their hands on their guns. Not one of them seemed to have been prepared for an ambush as they were clearly celebrating in this bar with almost zero caution. Then again, they were rats to begin with, not military trained personnel or at least mercenaries. These are the guys who show their guns, frighten and kill normal civilians, bribe officials and hide from police.

So, a fight which Faizal held great expectations had turned out to be the most tasteless fight as Faizal started to think fondly when Aditya fought ten people with a staff. That was definitely more exciting and took more time.

Another reason for Faizal feeling vexed was that he did not have to do the usual cleaning up also as they had a new gang joining them today. Raghav had accompanied with twenty fighters to aid them so Faizal did not have to do much. He beat up a few people and sat beside Raghav who still did not recover from his shock.

Raghav had not come to aid Aditya as he posed outside. Many core members of Taarini's gang were complaining about Aditya's 'unlawful' activities from the past week. They said that Aditya was creating his own gang using Taarini's influence and was planning to rebel when he gathered enough people.

These allegations were not totally false as Aditya was truly recruiting goons to work under him. The crucial part was that most of these goons were been paid very high salaries by Aditya which rivalled a corporate company. Munna heard that Aditya was giving twenty thousand bugs per week (around 300 USD) which was more than even the salaries of most IT professionals working white collar jobs.

Also, most of these people were youths with strong physiques who were attracted to Aditya's fighting prowess and charisma. They practically revered him. So, Aditya did possess the required materials for rebelling against Taarini and establishing his own gang. Munna knew that Taarini had given the entire list of her underworld contacts to Aditya so he was also rattled when he observed Aditya's actions.

To his surprise Taarini brushed off these complaints totally, she did not even utter a single word to Aditya but continued teaching her martial arts to him with concentration. Taarini seemed to trust Aditya almost blindly since she had a lengthy talk with Aditya last week.

Any mafia boss would be wary of such a strong subordinate who could not be controlled but Taarini was not bothered in the least which forced Munna to take matters into his own hands. He sent Raghav to 'aid' Aditya in his endeavours but the truth was Raghav was here to monitor him.

Raghav also knew his real purpose and he totally supported Munna's vigilance as they had vowed over the dead body of their leader (Manu) that they will take care of their little miss and that they would not allow any harm to befall her. So, it was no surprise when Raghav saw Aditya in action, the first thought that came to him was his words to Taarini when she asked his opinion about Aditya on the day he joined the gang. He had replied with one word 'Dangerous'.

Raghav looked at the serene figure who was smoking calmly as he sat in the middle of blood and chaos. The small immature boy who he was acquainted for just a month had undergone such a groundbreaking transformation. Aditya's eyes were dispassionate as he looked at the fight as if his mind was focused on something distant. Even Raghav felt that this thin unimpressive physique held an enigmatic personality. No wonder, those youths would want to follow him.

Aditya stubbed out the cigarette when these people calmed down a little as he looked at the central figure and asked, "Can we talk now?"

The person being questioned wore a rich and glazing suit and looked vicious as he glared at Aditya and said in a wrathful tone, "Kid, you have done a mistake today provoking us, not one of you will live to see the daylight of tomorrow."

"Lie, you don't believe what you say is possible," Aditya muttered as he took a 'Smirnoff' Vodka bottle and poured the liquid onto the bloody hole in that person's hand.

'Argh...' the person's hand trembled when his wound came in contact with the liquid and he gritted his teeth to suppress the urge to shout in pain again.

"Is it painful? I have read some medical books recently and you know that there are receptors in our skin cells called VR 1 which react to excessive heat. Alcohol causes these receptors to lower their threshold limit of temperature. So when I pour this vodka on your wound, your cells will feel like your hand is on fire when the reality is that your hand is reacting to your own body temperature due to the lowered threshold." Aditya said as he looked at the person but the truth was that he was observing the reactions of each and everyone in this room.

"What's your name?"

"Ha...Hamid"

"Hamid, let's not make things complicated and painful for you. As long as you give me the information that I require, I will get your hand treated and you can be a guest for Miss Taarini till we sort out your whole gang. After that, you will be set free because you have helped us. What do you say?" Aditya said as his eyes narrowed lightly and a smirk surfaced on his face. 'these people have still not given up'

"I know that there are more painful spots on your body to get shot at, why don't you just surrender. You will save a lot of anguish," Aditya spoke in a fake regretful tone. Without anyone noticing, a needle and a short knife appeared in each of his hands.

"Who do you think you are that I, Hamid would surrender to you? SHOOT THESE BASTARDS," Hamid shouted at the top of his voice as two people who were acting as if they were severely injured stood up and took guns out from inconspicuous places.

One person aimed at Aditya while the other aimed at Raghav who seemed the second most important person, both took aim and…