Antonio hadn't even had time to react when a force hit him in the chest and sent him flying across the room. To him, it looked like an invisible force had hit him but the truth was Esau had actually done it with his palm but his movement had been so fast, Antonio, had not seen it.
The cartel boss spat out blood as he landed on his back. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at the back of the young black man. His mind was confused and his chest hurt. He had definitely broken some ribs.
There was a brief silence in the club as everyone took what just happened in. Even the music had stopped. Their boss was just speaking to that man but the next thing, he was sent flying across the room. Almost instantly, more than a score of guns were already pointed at Esau.
Esau ignored the people behind him and was focused on getting the liquid out of his phone. It was not water proofed and had been damaged. He was just about finalizing an online team raid when that 'El chapo' bastard had ruined it.
Out of anger, he had hit him but had made sure it was just a subtle palm slap to his chest. It was just a game and he didn't deserve to die. Finally giving up on the phone, he noticed the change in the atmosphere. Without looking behind him, he could still easily tell guns were now pointed at him. The easiest way to take care of this was by using any of his offensive active abilities. He could effortlessly burn down this place in mere seconds or freeze all of them to death. But using abilities on these guys was an overkill. Moreover, he didn't want any attention since this generation did not meet the era of the Blesseds.
He was just about to stand up and deal with this nuisance when a voice rang in his ears.
"You are a Blessed right?", Antonio painfully said. He felt intense pain in his chest with every breath he took.
Esau paused briefly. He was very sure he had heard that right. His hearing was a tad above that of an average healthy human.
"I don't know what ability your Blessing gives you but it definitely packs some real offense but I wonder what you can do against all these guns", Antonio continued. He was now seated upright with his back against the wall.
"kill him", he ordered.
Almost immediately, multiple gunshots rang out. Bottles broke and drinks flowed. All staff took cover as bullets flew. It took them few seconds to notice something was wrong. Their target was no longer there.
Just few centimeters away from Antonio, Esau was squatted. On his face was a creepy smile as he stared into the man's eyes.
"What? You look like you've seen a ghost", Esau showed a complete set of teeth as he grinned.
"Bu.. Bu.. Bbuut.. How?", Antonio stammered involuntary. Just a second ago, he had seen Esau still sitting across the room but now he was here, just few centimeters from his face.
The gang members all had confused and anxious looks on their faces. A man right in front of them one moment had appeared at the other end of the room the next. The distance was definitely not less than ten meters. Unlike their boss, they weren't aware of these Blesseds. When Antonio had spoken to Esau, they hadn't understood.
"Don't move. You and I have some things to talk about", Esau patted the pale Antonio on his shoulders. He then stood up and faced the others. They had already regained their composure and had taken aim at their target once more.
A calm smile was still on Esau's face as he faced the nozzles of multiple guns. He had never really been a fan of guns. He was more of a sword person probably because of his origin as a warrior.
"I'd suggest you don't shoot. What if a stray bullet hits your boss? Hmm. You see.. I need him alive so please put down your guns."
The set of goons looked at Esau, then at Antonio whom was still on the floor, then at one another. Gradually, they started pocketing their guns. Instead, they armed themselves with other things. Some brought out daggers while some picked broken bottles and other things they could find.
Esau stared at them for a while as he rubbed his chin and contemplated before finally speaking.
"I have decided. To make this a little fun for me and a bit fair for you. I promise to not use my hands and just my legs. I think that's quite acceptable"
He placed his two hands behind him and with a tap of his left leg against the floor, he spoke.
"come"
There was a brief silence as they sized him up looking for openings. A bald headed man was the first to break the stare down. With a war cry and a dagger in his hand, he dashed for Esau.
Esau's face remained calm as the bald man closed the little gap between them. Barely raising his leg, he hit the man square in his abdomen. A loud grunt came from the bald man as he slid on his back to where he had ran from. Esau didn't wait and dashed into the middle of the goons. He had deliberately lowered his speed so as to enjoy the fight even if it was a little bit. Arriving in front of the first unfortunate soul, he sent his legs flying straight at his face.
Kpa!
Blood spewed in the air as the man was sent flying back. Bending to the left, Esau dodged a broken bottle meant to stab him from behind. Jumping and spinning, he sent his leg flying into the poor man's neck. A loud crack reverberated across the room. Anybody could tell that that man would not be able to turn that neck for a very long time.
Not allowing him to land, multiple weapons were thrusted at him. Increasing his speed by a bit, he was able to maneuver and jump backwards. Instantly, he sprung back into the group of armed men. Leaping into the air, he sent a crescent moon kick.
While the fight was going on, Antonio decided to escape. With what he had seen, his men were no match for this man. The most annoying thing was that Esau was playing around. He needed to get to his brother before the fight ended.
'If it's him, he should be able to deal with Esau', he thought.
He tried to drag himself from the ground but noticed his legs would move. The ground had somehow formed cuffs around his ankles and immobilized him.
'What the... What exactly is this guy's ability?', he cursed inwardly.
Dodging a knife to the throat, Esau squatted and swept the chubby man off his feet with a low kick and finished him with another kick to his groin. Sensing an attack from behind, he turned to look. A nozzle, few centimeters from his face, was what he saw before the trigger was pulled.
There was silence as the eyes of the shooter widened in shock. His legs quivered at the sight in front of him. Esau stood there with a bullet in his hand. He had actually caught it just before it was about to hit him in the face. Although a bullet to his face wasn't going to do him much harm even with the ring of Avalon equipped, it was still going to sting quite a bit.
"What... What the fuck..are you?", the shooter stammered in shock and fear.
"Impressive. You actually made me use my arms.",Esau sighed before allowing the bullet to fall to the ground.
"Well, you can leave.", he added curtly.
"Huh?.."
"Get out before I change my mind", Esau's eyes turned cold. The shooter felt chills run down his spine. Without wasting anymore time, he bolted for the door.
Esau looked around him. A group of at least thirty men had been severely beaten by him. They all laid on the floor either in pain or unconscious.
"Having to control my strength was even more tasking than fighting you all", he let out a disappointing sigh. He then turned on the spot and started heading towards Antonio. With a casual wave of his arm, the floor cuffs binding Antonio disappeared.
"As for you, you are coming with me. The local police will soon be here."
Esau picked up the mexican chap and walked out of the club.
"ugh!", Antonio groaned as he fell roughly to the ground. The taste of blood suddenly filled his mouth and he had to fight back the urge to vomit it.
"So tell me.. What do you know about Blesseds?", Esau asked.
He had found an abandoned factory and had decided to question the cartel boss there.
"Ayee Amigo. I really need to see a doctor.", Antonio cried.
"The only thing you'll be seeing if you don't answer me is six feet under the ground.", Esau replied curtly.
Antonio gulped. He could tell this man was not kidding. His brother had always warned him about the brutality of Blesseds. They were on top of the food chain and they got away with many things. That was practically why their drug trafficking had stood its ground till this day. His brother, the owner, was a Blessed.
'If I had fucken taken my phone with me, I'd have been able to reach him and kill this fucking punk', he cursed inwardly.
"What do you want to know?"
"Let's see. How about you start with everything you know", Esau folded his hands as he glared at him.
"Look man. I don't really know much. I swear.", Antonio grumbled. At that moment, an idea popped up in his head. From his point of view, it looked like Esau was angry because he knew about Blesseds which was not supposed to be. His brother had warned him severally that if he should ever meet a Blessed, he should pretend like he didn't know anything.
'Since I can't bring brother to him, how about I take him to brother. Brother is very powerful. His Blessing is one of a kind too', a smile crept up on his face.
Esau was about to say something when Antonio continued.
"I really don't know much but my brother does. He is a Blessed and he was the one that told me this much. I can take you to him"
Esau could see behind the facade but he didn't care. For almost a thousand years, he had thought Blesseds had gone into extinction. Apparently, he was wrong. Moreover, he was badly itching for an actual fight. He really hoped this Blessed Antonio spoke of was really strong.
Without wasting much time, Esau ordered.
"Take me to him."