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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 198-An Event
"The Hamu Family?” Dixon raised an eyebrow. “I’ve never heard of them.” Families that only controlled their own territory never caught Dixon’s attention. Besides, they weren’t worth hearing about. Bondo nodded and didn’t say much more. He had already prepared all the information about the Hamu Family. He knew that this family would only be a minor nuisance to Dixon, not a real threat. He simply wanted to inform Dixon. “Bondo, our information network must extend beyond this capital. Do you understand what I mean?” Dixon said, looking at Bondo. Dixon wanted a territory far larger than this. He needed Bondo to continue expanding so their intelligence network could cover a much wider area. “Understood,” Bondo nodded. He knew Dixon’s ambition. If someone wanted to create trouble for Hamilton Group, Dixon wouldn’t care as long as it wasn’t a major issue. In fact, he could use this as an opportunity to train Diana. And if it was a big problem… well, what kind of serious tro
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 199-Roker Hamu
"More than ten representatives came, and some of them were even from other regions," Diana said. "I’m surprised." "That just means the influence of Hamilton Group is growing," Dixon replied. "It’s only a matter of time before Hamilton Group attracts even more attention, so you should be prepared." "Competition between companies is like waging a war with military strategy," Dixon added. *** Dixon mentioned that he wanted to organize a business meeting, and all the bosses in Okla's illegal circle eagerly responded to his call. They competed to set it up, hoping to seize this valuable opportunity. Of course, Dixon was more than happy to let them take care of it. He himself had no interest in dealing with such minor matters. In no time, the date and venue for the event were determined, and invitations were printed according to Diana's specifications. Everyone who received an invitation was an influential figure in Okla. Some representatives from other cities were also in
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 200-At the Parking Area
“Alright, now, you don’t have to attend the party tonight,” “Hurry up and finish what you’re working on,” Roker said to Agex. Then, he stood up, removed his clothes, and walked into the bathroom. “I’m giving you one month. After that, you’d better make sure no one wants to work with the Hamilton Group anymore,” Roker continued. “Okay!” Agex nodded and left the room. Roker showered, sprayed cologne on his body, and dressed impeccably. He looked at his almost perfect body in the mirror and smiled. “Diana, you will be mine!” He was determined to bring down the Hamilton Group, and he would not let Diana slip away either. To him, Diana was unlike any other woman; he had never felt anything like what he felt for her. After changing into his outfit, Roker’s chauffeur drove him to the party. *** Meanwhile, Diana was also ready. Her evening gown accentuated her elegant and curvaceous figure. “Stunning,” Dixon looked her over several times and finally nodded. “Let’s go. I’ll t
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 201-Stop!
He was just a driver, but he was used to bullying others because of his employer’s power. However, Dixon’s earlier glare sent shivers down his spine. “Damn it! That bastard!” The driver gritted his teeth and parked his car directly in front of Dixon’s, blocking his way. If Dixon dared to hit this car, worth over $10 million, it would bankrupt him! After all, Dixon couldn’t afford to offend the owner of this car—or so the driver thought. After parking the car, the driver shot a glare at Dixon’s BMW, sneered to himself, and quickly headed toward the hotel. He rushed to the entrance, only to see Dixon was already there. The sight left him stunned. He drives that cheap BMW, and yet he’s eligible to attend this event too? “You’re so slow,” Roker remarked, chatting with someone near the entrance as he gave his driver a disappointed look. “Where’s my invitation card?” The driver handed the invitation to him, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies, Young Master Roker, something came up
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 202-YOU...
When Dixon heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, “What is it?” “Which company are you from? Where’s your invitation card? Don’t you know you can’t enter this party without an invitation card?” Khaled tilted his head slightly, sneering at Dixon as if he were vastly superior. “If you have an invitation card, register yourself. Do you have one?” he continued. “No,” Dixon replied calmly. Roker felt like laughing. He guessed that Dixon was just someone’s driver. His employer wasn’t here to bring him in, yet he wanted to try and enter on his own? Roker’s driver stood smugly behind his master, staring coldly at Dixon, pleased to see him finally getting what he deserved. “You don’t have an invitation card but still want to get in?” Khaled said impatiently. “Leave! This isn’t a place you can enter.” Khaled turned to Roker. “Young Master Roker, let’s go inside.” “And what about my driver?” Roker deliberately asked, glancing mockingly at Dixon. He wanted to s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 203-Break My Legs?
“You brought this on yourself,” Dixon replied. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore and started walking inside. Khaled didn’t dare stop him, so he began shouting, “Security! Security!” A group of burly men from the underground circle approached. They were tasked with maintaining order and had been keeping a close watch on the venue, wary of any troublemakers. “What’s going on?” one of them asked, his expression stern. Their boss had warned them that the King of Reddof was organizing this event, and if anything went wrong, he’d break their legs himself! “There’s a troublemaker!” Khaled shouted angrily, clutching his cheek. “He doesn’t have an invitation, but he insists on coming in! Throw him out and beat him to death!” “Someone forced their way in?” Their faces darkened with fury. Someone actually dared to stir up trouble here? Did they have no idea who was hosting this event? This was the King of Reddof’s event! “Take us in to find him!” one of the security men said, his
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 204-Then Break Them!
"Then break them," Dixon said firmly. Khaled froze for a moment. Dixon actually agreed? He really agreed to let others break his legs? Khaled felt relieved that this man knew how to act appropriately. If he had resisted, the consequences would have been far worse! "Hah, glad you know your place. Now, just rest and—" "AHHH!" Before Khaled could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard from behind, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Hold him down!" the leader of the group ordered. They had nearly offended the mighty Dixon—the king himself! So close! Even without Dixon or his team lifting a finger, their boss would have skinned them alive if something like that had happened! "What… what are you doing… Owww!" Khaled tried to protest. The head of security, Boha, wasn’t interested in Khaled’s confusion. Without hesitation, he slapped Khaled’s face more than ten times in a fit of rage. "Hit him! AHH! Why... why are you hitting me?" Khaled shouted. "Stop as
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 205-Walking Toward Dixon
“No need,” Roker Hamu shook his head. “He’s just a tiny ant, not worth my attention.” “Yes, Boss.” His driver dared not argue further. He found an inconspicuous corner to sit in but kept his eyes on Dixon, silently plotting his revenge. “Where is Dixon?” Diana scanned the room and suddenly noticed him leaning against the buffet table, sampling various snacks and desserts. Diana was about to approach when someone offered her a glass of red wine. “CEO Hamilton, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” said Roker Hamu, dressed in an elegant suit. His handsome face had drawn the attention of many women since he entered. He appeared refined and brimming with charm. “May I propose a toast to you?” Many women looked on with envy. Who would refuse such an extraordinary man? “Excuse me,” Diana smiled politely, walking toward Dixon without taking the glass of wine. The music in the hall abruptly stopped. Roker Hamu could barely believe it. He had been rejected? He had taken th
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245-Dixon Was Already On His Way
Mr. Momba narrowed his eyes, staring sharply at Rihanna. "Grandfather, you have to admit that you're old. Do you really think you can still have a son?” Rihanna scoffed. "Even the child your concubine is carrying now isn’t yours!” she said. “You’re talking nonsense!” Mr. Momba snapped. Rihanna wasn’t angry. Instead, she laughed and tossed a medical report toward Mr. Momba. With trembling hands, he examined the report, his face turning pale. "How... how did you find out?” he asked. “How I found out doesn’t matter. I have many ways to gather information. What matters is the result,” Rihanna said, tapping her finger on a specific section of the report. “You’re impotent now, so don’t be too confident.” Her words struck Mr. Momba like lightning. His mind went blank, and the humiliation of being deceived filled his heart. He forgot that he himself had done the same to his own son. “I’ll say this only once, and I’m giving you this opportunity because we’re family. You’d better
244-What Do You Want?!
The news spread quickly!In just two days, Paulo tracked down another assassin. He launched an attack and killed another Silver-Level Assassin. This one was even more shocking.In three days, three Silver-Level Assassins had been killed!There was no more word from the Mox Assassin Group, which only solidified Reddof's reputation as a forbidden territory.Paulo seized this opportunity to meticulously inspect every vulnerability and strengthen Reddof’s security. Meanwhile, Bondo took advantage of the situation to resolve any issues within his information network.This was a significant step forward for Reddof's progress.With the Mayor's cooperation, Reddof had now become a highly stable and peaceful place. Anyone considering causing trouble here would have to think twice!The one in the foulest mood now was clearly Mr. Momba Hamu. His face was pale with fury. He had spent an enormous amount of money yet failed to kill Dixon.He couldn’t even demand a refund from the Mox Assassin Group
243-Reddof Like A Hell
The waiter couldn’t think much anymore. He had to run. If he was surrounded by so many of them, he would die. But where could he go? All of Dixon’s subordinates had formed a circle around him, and he was right in the center. They no longer appeared drunk. Their eyes were sharp, filled with a killing aura. "I didn’t expect you to hide so well and actually manage to infiltrate this restaurant," Gobu said. "Your disguise was good, but unfortunately, it still had flaws." Paulo sat at the table, continuing to enjoy his meal and sip his wine. He calmly looked at the assassin and asked, "You don’t understand what’s happening, do you?" The assassin no longer had the humble appearance of a waiter. His gaze was sharp, ready to attack or defend at any moment. "You chose the wrong disguise," Paulo continued calmly. The assassin narrowed his eyes, then removed the realistic mask from his face. He flicked his wrist, and a short dagger appeared in his hand. The killing aura surged fr
242-The Partner of The Female Assassin
In a Short Time, In a Secret Room. A bucket of ice water was thrown onto the face of the female assassin. She immediately regained consciousness and quickly looked around warily. After struggling for a moment, she realized that her hands and feet were tightly bound, and she couldn’t free herself at all. "Did you think you could commit suicide?" Paulo laughed coldly. "I’ve already removed the poison from your bite. I won’t let you die, so you can’t die!" His eyes narrowed, but his expression remained unchanged. She glared at Paulo with disgust. "If you dare to kill me, the Mox Assassin group will keep sending more assassins to kill all of you!" The Mox Assassin group was so powerful and dominant! "Sure, you’re welcome anytime!" Paulo didn't even bother to be polite. Reddof's reputation as a forbidden territory would be built on the corpses of these assassins. "Forget it! Where’s your partner?" Paulo asked sarcastically. Her expression changed. She hadn’t expected
241-Understood, Big Boss
The Assassin Group had sent several killers, including one of their best. But the result was always the same. None of them returned alive. They all died at the hands of Dixon!This made the assassin group extremely frustrated and angry. Their leader even said that he wanted to fight Dixon someday. However, Dixon had yet to see that leader appear.But now, Dixon was surprised that another assassin was after him.Paulo's expression turned grim as he looked at the unconscious female assassin. He had heard from Witan that all of Dixon's enemies were incredibly strong. Now, he could feel it himself. This Assassin Group was mysterious enough to make him feel an overwhelming pressure weighing down on him."Big Boss, is this an enemy from your past?" Paulo asked with slight concern.Reddof was well-protected and secure, known as a forbidden territory. But they were only a threat to the illegal circles of other cities. A powerful group like the Assassin Group was clearly tougher than Paulo
240-$300 Million Bounty on Dixon's Head!
She kept one hand on Dixon's back, moving it up and down in a certain rhythm while secretly pulling out a four-inch steel needle with the other hand. "Go to hell!" She raised the needle high and swung it towards Dixon's heart. Dixon suddenly sprang from the bed like a tiger. He dodged the steel needle and reached out to grab the masseuse's hand. All of this happened in a split second! The masseuse was shocked that Dixon hadn't passed out from the fragrant incense. She was even more shocked at how fast his reactions were! "Oh, so now an assassin needs to learn massage techniques too?" Dixon sneered. "But you've chosen the wrong profession. If you had stayed a masseuse at this club, your future would have been brighter." The masseuse's eyes turned cold, and she didn't care about what Dixon was saying. She twisted her wrist and thrust the steel needle at Dixon's arm, forcing him to release her. The masseuse took this opportunity to take a step back. Then, she stomped on the floor
239-The Masseuse
"After all, you are no longer the head of the Hamu family. The future heir of this family has nothing to do with either of you," said Mr. Momba. Nonka's expression changed. He turned to see a young, beautiful woman walking out, then she smiled and nodded at him. Nonka's heart pounded. So, his father was going to have another child? Was he insane?! "What's the use of having a son who doesn't listen to me? If I have to pass the Hamu family down to a son, I will give it to another son who listens to me!" Nonka trembled. He didn't know what to say. Mr. Momba was insane! He was truly mad! "I will avenge Roker's death myself, and I will uphold the Hamu family's reputation on my own! I don't need you and your daughter to worry about it! From now on, neither of you are part of the Hamu family anymore!" Mr. Momba shouted loudly. Nonka snorted and said nothing. He simply turned and left. Mr. Momba waved at the young woman and gently touched her stomach as a smile appeared on his face.
238-A Chance?
In Eden State. Rihanna couldn't stop laughing coldly when she heard what Nonka said to her. "So, do you still want to listen to him, Dad? He never treated you like a son. He only saw you as a tool." Nonka remained silent, even though these words made him uncomfortable. "Momba is very controlling when it comes to the Hamu family and refuses to let anyone interfere. Even if Roker were still around, he would do the same to him," Rihanna continued. Rihanna lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke. Her smokey makeup made her look even more intimidating. "You are all just tools for him to control the Hamu family." "So, what's your plan?" Nonka asked directly. His heart had grown cold. He no longer had any feelings for Mr. Momba. All this time, Nonka had worked so hard and sacrificed so much for the Hamu family. In the end, Nonka was merely a tool for Mr. Momba. Mr. Momba had never treated him as a son, so why should he treat Mr. Momba as his father? "Of course, my next plan is to t
237-18 Fighters
Meanwhile, in Reddof. Eighteen men knelt on the floor. Their arms were all broken, and they were tied up, leaving them no chance to escape whatsoever. Dixon sat in front of them, glancing at them with indifference. "Not bad, you’ve got guts. You really came to Reddof to kill me." "Hmph, since we’re in your hands, go ahead and kill us or torture us, whatever you want!" one of them said stubbornly, sneering coldly. "But since you’ve offended the Hamu family, you will definitely be punished!" Gobu was not a patient man. He delivered a brutal punch to the man's head. The man’s head shattered like a watermelon! "How dare you show such disrespect to the Big Boss! You brought this on yourself!" Gobu shouted fiercely. The other fighters turned pale. They hadn’t expected Reddof to be this terrifying. Reddof was known as a forbidden zone, and after what they had experienced, they understood just how terrifying the term "forbidden zone" truly was. Before they could even make their m
