Ignoring customers' cheers and orders, Arthur walked towards Marcos, the restaurant manager, and asked him to wrap up his order for the trip.
"Of course, Mr. ..." Marcos spoke gently, and asked how he should refer to Arthur.
"Felipe" Arthur said. To hide his identity, even for a short time, it was better to use that name, since he had used it before, it would not be a problem to use it now.
"Your order will soon be brought here. In addition, it will be free, as will all of your meals here starting today. That's a thank you for saving my life." His last sentence accompanied by a nod and a sincere handshake.
Little does he know that if it weren't for his first action in fighting to try to save Arthur, there would be 10 injured people and one dead person leaving the restaurant.
Arthur then walked with a smile on his face towards Vitor, each step of him giving a deep fear in the soul of what was once a respected boss.
"Please !! Don't come closer !! Spare my life, Sir!!!" Vitor was not stupid. Not even he could beat his henchmen in a 9vs1 himself, but this guy in front of him made it seem like the easiest thing in the world.
Before Vitor could beg any more, Arthur grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and punched him hard in the chin, making him pass out instantly.
Arthur waited 3 minutes before his order was delivered. He then politely asked for the direction of the club that Vitor owns, also asked to call the police to pick up all the henchmen that were scattered on the floor of the restaurant and, before everyone's shocked look, left the restaurant with a lunch box and glass of juice on his left hand and Vitor's now unconscious body on his right shoulder.
Shortly after Arthur's departure, the restaurant's customers finally woke up from what seemed like a dream.
"He's just perfect. My granddaughter should be here to attract such a boy like that!" An old man spoke with a tone of bitterness.
"I very much doubt that your granddaughter would be able to win this boy over. He looks more like an untamed horse. Strong, healthy and beautiful!" Another old man who was next to the old man commented.
"Repeat again, you miserable ??" From bitterness it turned to anger while he was looking for a fight with the other old man.
"Has anyone recorded all of this?" Marcos, the manager, asked. It would really be a problem to resolve with the police without the necessary evidence.
"Here !! I recorded everything, from when he started singing to the end of the fight." A girl in the background shouted. "When I get home I will post everything on Youtube. A video for the animated part and another video for the fight!"
***
Not knowing what people were saying in the restaurant, Arthur walked through the alleys of the city towards Vitor's nightclub. It was at one end of the mall, which was where most nightclubs and drug cartels were.
Arthur's step was slow and comfortable as he entered more and more of this region, which for many, is frightening.
After 30 minutes of walking, from which Vitor woke up twice and was knocked out twice, the duo finally arrived at the club: Mad Dog Nightclub.
The design was simple, but luxurious. Taking into account that Vitor was the leader of a gang that controlled a small part of the shopping center, his nightclub was well known and respected, so a luxurious outdoor scene was present.
Searching Vitor's clothes a little, Arthur found the club key and entered. As it was still afternoon and it was a few hours before dark, not even an employee was present.
After searching the club for a while, Arthur found Vitor's office. Like the exterior, it was simple, but it had the charm of a nightclub, with LED lights here and there.
Arthur then placed Vitor in the visitors' chair, tied him up with duct tape he found in the office, and sat down at the boss's table.
Having settled down, Arthur then opens the lunch box and sets the glass of juice on the table. Slowly and slowly he ate while waiting for Vitor to wake up from the beauty sleep.
A few minutes later, Vitor finally woke up. From the blows he received from Arthur during the trip, he was very confused about where he was. Only after a while did he realize where he was, and also noticed Arthur sitting in his chair.
An expression of hatred appeared on Vitor's face, as he spoke angrily: "You bastard !! When I get out of here I will make sure that you suffer a hell worse than death!"
With a mocking expression, and a piece of chicken in his mouth, Arthur said: "Oh my god! It looks like I was the one who hit my head. After all, it is me who is tied to a chair. What a mistake, sad of me! " With irony stamped on each word, Arthur even put his hand on his forehead, as if he were very concerned about his situation.
"You really don't know your own limits, kid! You don't pass today, remember that!" His hatred for Arthur became even greater after hearing his mocking tone.
Getting up from his chair, Arthur walked slowly to Vitor and spoke in his ear coldly and slowly: "Really? I think the only person who will not pass today is you, asshole!"