Wrath of Nathan Poroit

Teach him a lesson

"We have been ambushed" The Taxi driver stuttered, his hands shaking on the steering wheel.

"Open this Goddamn door," One of the aggressive-looking gangsters hit the car. 

"Please, please, I have nothing. I've not made a single dime since morning," the taxi driver begged as he opened the door of the car, stepping out of the car with his hands in the air.

"You too, get down from the car." They pointed to Nathan, who sneered. He stepped down from the car, sweeping his gaze across the faces of the men who attacked him to see if he found their faces familiar.

"Nathan!!! Surprised?" A man walked from behind the gangsters and slowly approached Nathan with his head high. 

"No, I'm not. In fact, I thought you'd come with a thousand of your dogs that you call boys to fight with me," Nathan scoffed with his gaze on Nigel. The gangsters grumbled amongst themselves while staring at Nathan with bloodshot eyes as if they were about to rip his throat out of his body, making the taxi driver scared to the bones.

He gently took his phone out of his pocket to dial 911 but unfortunately, one of the gangsters caught him and dragged his phone from him, "The idiot was about to call the police" one of Nigel's boys said and punched the driver's stomach causing him to fall on his knees

Nigel shifted his attention to the taxi driver and squatted to face him. "If you want to live, then don't try anything stupid, okay?" Nigel threatened. 

"O... ok... okay, please spare my life. My wife put to bed three days ago," He begged with beads of sweat on his face.

Nigel ignored him and turned to his main target, Nathan. "Nathan, Nathan, you've grown wings, right? But today, I'll break those wings before ending your miserable life." Nigel paused and took a few steps closer to Nathan. "In your next life, you won't dare to offend any girl named Isabella"

Nigel snapped his fingers causing all his boys to surround Nathan. In the hands of each of Nigel's boys was a baseball bat ready to attack Nathan. Without wasting time, they surrounded him and swung their bats attacking him at once. 

"Whooo! Whooo!" 

To their surprise, Nathan dodged every single bat attack making it look like they were beating the air. 

"What? How could he do that?" One of the men muttered. 

Nathan smiled lightly and curled his hand into a blow. 

"Bang!" Using a forced strength, he hit one of the men in the chest at a speed and without wasting time, he channeled all the energy in his leg and kicked the guy in the back. 

"Ah!" The guy fell with a heavy thud spraining his ankle instantly. 

"Wow!" They all turned to look at him, their faces full of horror. 

"How dare you attack our man?" They yelled and attacked swinging their bats to hit him, but as if he was an invisible force, he sidestepped each attack dodging it with ease, and countered each attack with a strong blow.

Nigel was furious. He staggered backward and slipped because the taxi driver was on his way. "Get the hell out of my way!" He yelled, trying to stand to his feet. Nigel kept his eyes on Nathan, who slowly approached him. 

A smile broke on Nigel's face as he got to his car. He took out his pistol and pointed it at Nathan. "Stop right there Nathan! I must have underestimated you," Nigel said. He thought that beating up Nathan would be a piece of cake. "It seems that like you're a good fighter, but you can't fight against a gun," He laughed and took a few steps forward

Nathan didn't flinch. He stood on a spot watching Nigel keenly as if waiting for the time when he would let his guard down so that he could attack, but Nigel got his eyes on him. Nathan sneered at Nigel's words. He didn't feel disappointed. "A goat cannot give birth to a lion," He thought. 

"You talk too much, Nigel," Nathan said, taking a step forward. Nigel was furious, so he instantly tried aiming properly, preparing to shoot.

The sounds of cars filled Nigel's ear, causing him to turn immediately to see who it was, only to be amazed by the number of luxurious cars that passed and stopped right in front of him. His eyes swept across every car. "One, two, three...." He tried counting when his eyes fell on his target, Nathan

"What is all this?" He yelled, feeling confused. The taxi driver instantly stood to his feet, thanking his creator for sending a Savior.

"Take your car home," Nathan said, patting his back and without looking back, he hurriedly entered his car and drove off

"What is all of this Nathan!!! Answer me when I speak," Nigel yelled, pointing the gun at him in front of everyone. Two hefty young men briskly walked towards him. They knocked him to the floor and seized the gun from him.

"How dare you hurt Mr. Poroit! You dared to point a gun at him," a young girl said from behind the men. She stepped forward a bit, revealing her beautiful brown dress and heels to Nigel. He watched her keenly and scoffed, thinking that she was just a weak girl who tried to oppress him with power.

"And who are you to tell me what to do?" Nigel asked and groaned in pain. He clutched his teeth and tried standing to his feet to face her, but before she could reply, Nathan stepped in the middle of them.

 "Everything was under my control," Nathan said, indicating that he didn't need his family's help

"I'm sorry, Mr. Poroit, but a nuisance has to be taught a lesson," she said, stepping backward before aiming at Nigel's leg. She kicked his leg, causing him to groan in pain as he leaped. He clutched his teeth in anger and attempted to punch her, but Nathan held his hands.

"Don't dare," Nathan warned, but Nigel wasn't scared of him. He still saw Nathan as a weak, lazy, and poor man.

"Get lost Nathan, I don't know what all of this is, poverty has gotten to you that you choose to imagine yourself as a rich person" Nigel paused and turned to the hefty men and the others that came with the luxurious cars before continuing, "Don't you know who he is? Don't let him deceive you. He's a poor rat that feeds on the leftovers of my sister. " Before Nigel could blink, the girl punched him in his face

"Don't dare speak of Mr. Poroit like that," she spat on him and turned to the boys, "Teach him a lesson."