-it was ten at night and he was strolling on a street on either side of which were built houses of the wealthy notorious and corrupt, each bunglow and mansion not less than a billion worth, the stretch he was roaming on was isolated and he s aw a no traffic around for it was not a main highway ,after late hours very few cars crossed that street, he was a resident of that colony,, his father was an army man equal to lieutenant general and wanted his son also to follow his footsteps but dilawar was an artist but he had inherited all the fighting skills from his father and grew up learning the survival skills and was a tough guy, he sees a girl come out of a house and walk past very quickly, his instincts tell him this was not right something was wrong, why should a girl walk alone that time if she was a resident and if she was a guest she still will not walk alone out of the hosts house, a car stops near the girl and dilwar like a super hero of some action movie jumps to action and runs to reach the spot in time to save the girl from being pushed into the car by the strange men , he knew how to fight well
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