Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law

14. Frozen in Place

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"You were so eager for this fight, but it seems you underestimated who you were dealing with." Aarav's voice carried a hint of disdain as he spoke, emphasizing the consequences of underestimating his strength.

"What's going on, Brother Tiger...Ahhhhh...help...me...Ahhhhh!" The man stood frozen, fear etched on his face, one hand outstretched in a punching pose, screaming for help.

The rest of the kidnappers were shocked, unable to grasp how this happened.

They only saw him throwing a punch at the punk who interrupted their activities, not realizing what that guy did to their brother.

Only Aarav knew the secret move he pulled off.

When the man attacked, Aarav skillfully dodged the knife thrust, swiftly moved beside him, and tapped various points on the man's body with rapid precision. A surge of burning pain coursed through the man, freezing him in place.

"Nothing much, you'll feel the burning pain for a while and won't be moving anytime soon!" Aarav's gaze was cold, emphasizing the power he held over the incapacitated man.

If it were any normal person, they would have been in dire straits against these kidnappers.

However, Aarav was no ordinary individual; he was God's Heir, possessing various methods to deal with ordinary people.

Even though Aarav could easily handle these guys effortlessly, he held back. Using his knowledge and powers might make dealing with them a piece of cake, but he thought twice.

Taking their lives would mean big trouble for him.

Aarav knew that if things went south, getting away from the police and avoiding a jail cell would be impossible.

So, he took a different route, choosing not to cross that dangerous line.

As the scene unfolded, Bella experienced a mix of emotions – relief that Aarav had come to her rescue, awe at the display of his abilities, and an underlying concern about the dangerous situation she found herself entangled in.

"Hmmn, aren't you going to attack? I don't have all day, you know!" Aarav raised an eyebrow, taunting the kidnappers with a dismissive gesture as if their impending assault was merely an inconvenience.

The ten men and Brother Tiger, lost in their arrogance, completely forgot about their twelfth man standing frozen in front of Aarav, still immobilized from a few seconds ago.

The irony hung in the air, unnoticed by the overconfident group.

"Ah, this bastard! Go deal with this trash! He can't play tricks with everyone attacking him!" Brother Tiger's face contorted with disdain, his anger fueled by the belief that Aarav was beneath them, an insignificant obstacle.

"Alright, let's go, guys. Show this punk who he messed with!" The kidnappers, looking down on Aarav due to their sheer numbers, shared smirks, underestimating the lone figure before them.

"Haaaa...!" The ten men charged, their shouts filled with overconfidence.

The place crackled with tension as the kidnappers, convinced of their numerical superiority, closed in on Aarav, disregarding any potential threat he posed.

Aarav, surrounded and seemingly outnumbered, couldn't help but smirk at their arrogance. "You really think numbers make you invincible?" he scoffed, his words laced with a subtle challenge.

The kidnappers exchanged glances, dismissing Aarav's words with derisive laughter. "Look at this trash, thinks he can talk his way out. Let's thrash him up!" one of them mocked.

As the clash drew near, Aarav's calm demeanor persisted. "You might want to reconsider your strategy," he suggested with a hint of amusement, knowing that their underestimation would be their downfall.

"Swish... Swish...!"

"Oto, you almost got me there." Aarav gracefully dodged the fists aimed at his face, throat, and chest by the first three kidnappers, his voice laced with a mocking tone.

"Swoosh... Swoosh...!" Another trio lunged at his lower body just as he evaded the initial attackers.

"Whohhh... you almost got my hair!" Aarav danced away from their encirclement, his taunt provoking them further.

"Ahhh...fuck...fuck...die, you bastard!" Frustration etched across their faces, the last four kidnappers unleashed a barrage of attacks aimed at both his upper and lower body.

"Bamn... poke... poke...!" Aarav chose not to dodge entirely this time. Instead, he skillfully avoided the attacks aimed at his lower body while expertly blocking those aimed higher.

Seizing the opportune moment, Aarav unleashed his unique technique, immobilizing the four attackers.

"Wh-what... What the hell is this, fuck, I can't move, Ahhh... pain... It hurts...!" The quartet, suddenly frozen in place and writhing in pain, cried out in shock, the unexpected turn leaving them incapacitated and vulnerable.

As the cries of pain echoed from the four immobilized kidnappers, Aarav wasted no time.

"Swiish...Swiish, Ahhhh...!"

Swift as a shadow, he flowed through the remaining attackers, a series of calculated strikes.

"Thunk... thunk... thunk...!" His precise blows landed on pressure points, rendering the remaining kidnappers frozen in a staggered sequence.

"Ahhhh, pain... pain, Ahhh!" Their shouts of aggression turned into bewildered grunts as they found themselves unable to move, the hellish burning pain coursing through their frozen bodies.

"W-wha-what... is this, what did you do to my men!" Brother Tiger, watching from the sidelines, felt a cold shiver run down his spine.

The mysterious technique Aarav had used left him in the dark, clueless about the torment inflicted upon his once-aggressive comrades.

Fear gripped him as he witnessed his men now standing frozen in place, their voices choked with pain, a haunting symphony of suffering.

Aarav, having incapacitated all the kidnappers, turned his attention to Brother Tiger.

The leader, scared shitless, clutched Bella Rossi tighter, his bravado replaced by a desperate realization of his vulnerable position.

"So, what do you think I should do with you?" Aarav's gaze, colder than ice, pierced through Tiger Dude.

The leader, rendered speechless, could only shiver from fright in the face of the cold demon standing before him.

"Wh-who are you...!" Even though he had a hostage in his hand, he still felt he was in danger, his spine-tingling under the stare-down from Aarav.

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