Chapter 18: Tragic Hero

The tragic hero Rohan couldn't help but think of the tragic ending of Shruthi in her previous life. She was seriously injured in the riot, and the worst thing was that she was maliciously disfigured by these thugs.

This was fatal to an actress in the film and television industry and directly ruined her acting career.

After that, Rohan never heard any news about Shruthi again.

And now, with Ratan, he wants to change all that.

It's not about being a hero and saving the beauty, saving Shruthi's acting career, or even making something happen, like the beauty pledging herself to him.

This kind of thing is just a story, just something to listen to.

Although Shruthi belongs to the lowest Dalit class, her celebrity status is much higher than that of Ratan, a low-level police officer, and their influence is simply not on the same level.

Without money and status, how could these stars commit themselves to you?

Rohan didn't have such an idea. He was very realistic and just wanted to use this incident to gain credit for himself. Saving Shruthi was just a side job because he valued her identity and it would add a lot of topics and popularity to his credit.

Although the scene was chaotic and even a stampede occurred, the reporters and photographers were very dedicated. They used their cameras and video cameras to shoot from various angles.

This is first-hand live footage, absolutely hot news, and certainly not to be missed.

Rohan had already noticed that many photographers' cameras were pointed towards the stage. The news media had a keen sense of smell and knew where the most critical spot was.

This means that it is easy for him to appear in the picture, and he has to display his heroic spirit under the spotlight so that he can become a public figure and lay a good foundation for future promotion.

Without waiting for Shruthi to reply, Rohan turned his head and shouted at the thugs who were stunned by his move: "How dare you commit murder? Do you want to go to jail?"

"What are you afraid of? He's alone."

"Yes, there are so many of us. What can the police do to us afterward? I will never allow these lowly untouchables to blaspheme the name of Miss Maharashtra."

"Yes, kill her..."

These people quickly regained their ferocious nature. After all, Rohan was just one person. Even if he was a good fighter, could he still be afraid of so many people?

This was exactly what Rohan wanted. He didn't want it to end so soon. He didn't know if the last few moves had been photographed. To be on the safe side, he had to do it again.

These were just a mob. For Rohan now, he was not afraid at all and there was basically no danger.

Because these guys didn't have any dangerous tools at all, only a few of them were carrying the chairs that originally belonged to important guests as weapons.

There was a burst of beatings and screams.

Rohan's stick skills were extremely exquisite, which he obtained from the memory of the original owner.

These police officers must undergo training before taking up their posts, and how to use the baton is one of the important subjects.

Teach you how to hit, where it hurts most, and where it is most effective.

After all, the main job of grassroots police is to maintain public order and teach lessons, not to take lives.

If they are beaten hard, they will basically behave themselves.

Now combined with Rohan's original fighting method, the stick technique was made more powerful, hitting this group of people and making them scream.

The noise was getting louder and louder, and even though the scene was chaotic and noisy, many people still noticed that something was wrong on the stage.

These thugs had no fighting power at all, and Rohan almost took them down one by one with a stick.

Shruthi looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. She felt that the world was too unreal, as if she was watching one of those Bollywood police movies.

The police protagonists in those movies are like this, they can fight dozens or hundreds of people alone without getting hurt. They are supermen and super policemen.

And all this actually happened in real life, right in front of her. The strong visual conflict caused her chest to rise and fall violently, making it difficult for her to tell whether it was reality or a movie.

"Be careful~~" Shruthi was extremely anxious. She suddenly saw that Rohan's right arm was cut by a dagger, and the blood quickly dyed his arm red.

This was a dagger hidden by a thug. In Shruthi's opinion, this guy could only succeed by a sneak attack.

In fact, Rohan had already noticed the guy who secretly took out the dagger. He could have avoided this sneak attack, but he gave up at the last moment.

As a hero, he has to get injured a little so as to resonate with the people and enhance his image.

Under his control, the wound was actually not deep, and a little bleeding was nothing. It did not cause any broken bones at all. It would heal in ten days or half a month, and there would be no sequelae.

Of course, Rohan also noticed that many policemen, including Bharat, were coming towards the stage, and he would soon end his feat of fighting hundreds of people at once.

Although he was injured, Rohan was like an enraged tiger, roaring and rushing towards the group of thugs.

The thugs were shocked. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen of their people fell.

For a moment, they all retreated, especially Rohan, whose blood-stained appearance was even more horrifying. It could be said that he alone intimidated more than a hundred people.

"Get down, everyone get down." At this time, Bharat and more than 30 other police officers rushed onto the stage, waving their batons and hitting the thugs hard.

Suddenly, screams rang out again.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the thugs squatted down to avoid being beaten more.

"Rohan, how are you?" Bharat was shocked to see Rohan's appearance. At this time, Rohan's arm was not only covered with blood, but the blood almost dyed his entire police uniform red.

In fact, it was all done on purpose by Rohan. During the fight, the blood from his arm got onto his clothes, and of course, there was also the blood of those thugs on them.

Rohan did not answer Bharat, but just rolled his eyes and fell down.

Countless cameras recorded everything. This was a tragic hero, fighting against hundreds of thugs alone, and only collapsed from exhaustion when reinforcements arrived.

Rohan could already imagine the headlines in tomorrow's newspapers.

Like the police vs. the mob, the super cop saving Miss Maharashtra, etc...

To be honest, he was indeed very physically exhausted, but he was not exhausted to the point of passing out. Of course, he was just pretending.