Chapter 3: Badami
The people in the bus were shocked and confused listening to what that suited man in bus has spoken. It shocked them to know that the man who got his hand cutoff is from Badami family.
"Aren't they supers? Why are you calling them ability users?" one teenager on the bus asked him in confusion.
"You ignorant fools. How can a super be a bodyguard? Those two men are Tier-4 ability users. But remember, even a Tier-4 ability user can still kill you just by swinging his hand. So don't look down on them," that man suit replied.
At this time, that handsome boy and his two bodyguards alighted the bus first and instantly the men in suits surrounded them.
"Is the Badami family that famous?" another teenager asked curiously, coming forward to see what's happening clearly.
"Of course, the Badami family is one of the top Arabian conglomerates. They are well known for their cryogenic preservation technology of the Beast materials" that suited man explained.
"What are Beast materials?" that teenager asked again.
"Organs and body parts of the mutated animals and the Thrios. Seriously, have you even attended a school?"
"Old mister, do you think the Badami family will kill that boy and his men?"
"Who are you calling Old? I will be thirty this year. Anyway, the Badami family is notorious for their retaliation on their enemies. Some even say they are ruthless. Still, I don't understand why so many people are here. Maybe this decapitated man must be a top dog in the family," though that suited man got angry, he still explained to that teenagers.
"Guys, he is the one that cut my hand. Kill him!" that decapitated man shouted while getting down from the bus. Luckily there is a support type healing ability user on the bus. She helped him stop the bleeding and cover his wound. Still, she can't fix his hand because she is just Tier-1.
Surprisingly, no one from the Badami family greeted him. That handicapped man got perplexed by this situation before him. Just then a fat man with his stomach protruding forward from his tight shirt came forward by pushing the suited men aside.
"Wait, why is Boss here? Did he feel humiliated that one of his men got hurt by an outsider and came here to get revenge personally?" thought that handicapped man and immediately he became ecstatic.
"Boss! Boss! These are the ones that did this to me. Kill them boss! Kill them!" he shouted, standing beside that handsome boy and his bodyguards.
"Crap! That is Sheikh Salman. One of the Vice presidents of the Badami corporation. Why is he here?" that suited man said with astonishment. By now the people in the whole bus became an audience to that suited man's commentary. Even though they don't know that fat man, they know what a vice president of the famous Badami corporation means. So they are also stunned to know that huge man's identity.
"Benvenuto! Welcome to the Xuzhou city Boss Marchetti," said Sheikh Salman, ignoring that crippled man.
"As-salaam Alaikum Sheikh Salman. Just call me Paolo or simply Paul would be enough" that handsome boy, called as Boss Marchetti replied in a low-pitched voice with a slight smile.
Sheikh Salman was taken aback hearing Paul's Arabic greeting.
"Va-alaikum As-salaam! Your Arabic is so fluent," Sheikh Salman quickly greeted back.
Meanwhile, the people on the bus went baffled to hear the conversation between that fat man and the handsome boy. Whereas for that handicapped man. He got scared because his boss seems to be close to that handsome man. If he kept quiet just now, it wouldn't have mattered but now that he double offended this handsome boy, he doesn't know what will happen to him.
"By the way, do you know him?" Paul said while pointing towards that handicapped man, instantly scaring him.
"No. Who are you?" Salman asked with confusion, taking a glance at that handicapped man.
"Boss, I am part of the strategi-" before that man could complete, he sensed an ability coming towards him and before he realized what happened, his head got separated from his torso.
It stunned sheikh Salman to see what happened before him, whereas the people in the street and the people looking from the bus were frightened to witness a murder before them.
In the post-cataclysmic era, killing a fellow human is a taboo.
Even the cartel wars and mafia wars are just a display of that family's strength to others. They will fight till one of them heavily injured the other. But there will be no deaths. So when they witnessed that handicapped man getting beheaded right at the city gates, the people in the streets got scared and ran away from there.
Immediately the city police stationed nearby came running towards Salman's group and bewildered to see a dead body before them. But before they could call for backup, they saw Sheikh Salman and instantly stopped to contact the police station.
Sheikh Salman took out a bundle of cash and threw at the police officers.
"My men will take care of it" he said.
That police men happily took the money and left the crime scene. Though the humans went through many calamities, greed for money and submission to power still prevailed among them.
"Shall we leave?" Paul said casually, looking towards Salman.
"Sure Boss Paul" said Salman and soon everyone related to the Badami family dispersed, taking away that dead body with them. The people in the armored bus were still dazed seeing what happened before them.
As most of the people on the bus are coming to the C-level city for the first time, they should register themselves at the bus station and only then can they roam freely in the city. So the people on the bus didn't run away and still seated on the bus.
"What just happened?" one teenager from the D-level city said, trembling with fear.
"Wait, did that fat man called that pretty boy Marchetti?" said another teenage boy.
"Yes. So what?" replied the boy he is trembling in fear.
"Isn't it the Marchetti family who manufacture high grade energy potions and weapons for super humans. I also heard that they own an entire city" the lady with support type ability added.
"Why does someone from an A-level city even come to this mid-level city? We must have heard incorrectly?" one teenager said.
"There is only one Marchetti family in this world and from how Sheikh Salman's attitude towards that boy, I can say for sure that pretty boy must be the Underboss of the Marchetti famiglia," that suited man said with a dread on his face.
"A member of the top Italian mafia family came to the Xuzhou city. There will be something big going to happen" that suited man mumbled with excitement on his face.
"Mister, why are you so happy?" one boy asked, looking at that suited man's excited face.
"Oh! I am a journalist and seeing potential big news before me, how can not be excited. If I write properly, I can even get a promotion. Driver start the bus, I have something urgent to do," he said loudly startling the dazed driver and within a minute the bus left that place too.
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Meanwhile, a convoy of armored cars with the Badami family logo on their sides cruised through the streets of Xuzhou city and entered a huge mansion. In the already cramped strongholds only a few can own a mansion, but as the famous biotech company it is natural that the Badami family owns one.
"Please come Boss Paul. My grandfather and father are waiting for you inside" said Sheikh Salman politely. Soon they reached a large hall in the mansion and there is a middle-aged man and an old man wearing a white Thwab.
"Welcome to our home Boss Marchetti" said that old man and kissed Paul's hand with a bow. The other middle-aged man also followed. Salman got shocked to see his grandfather and father giving this much respect to a kid.
"Tell me Boss Paul, why have to arrived at Xuzhou city?" asked Sheikh Khalid Badami, Salman's grandfather and the chairman of the Badami corporation.
"Shiekh Khalid, what I am going to tell now should be kept as a secret. Remember this is a secret of Marchetti family"
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