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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
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 206-Dixon and Roker
"Hello, my friend. Would you like a drink alcohol?" Roker Hamu asked with a seemingly sincere smile directed at Dixon. Dixon glanced at him briefly. "I have to drive, so I can’t drink it." He’s really a driver! Roker Hamu became even more certain of his suspicions. "That’s true as well. CEO Diana’s safety is far more important," he remarked. "Earlier, my driver misunderstood you, so please allow me to apologize on his behalf." Dixon narrowed his eyes. Was this man truly here to apologize? Dixon's sharp gaze pierced through Roker, as though he could read his thoughts. Dixon knew exactly what Roker was thinking. He was merely pretending to be sincere. Roker pulled out a business card and handed it over casually. "This is my card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything." Dixon gave a small smile as he read the name printed on the card. "The Young Master of the Hamu family?" he asked, eyeing Roker with an odd smile. Dixon hadn’t expected to meet a member of the Hamu
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 207-Is He Her Husband?
"Young Master Roker, would you like to dance with me?" As Roker walked toward Diana, several women tried to invite him to dance. However, he politely declined them all. He didn’t need to prove how popular he was. Even women of higher standing than Diana rarely turned him down, so Roker felt confident he wouldn’t lose this bet. "Just a mere driver daring to act high and mighty in front of me?" Roker thought mockingly. "I’ll show him the difference in our status!" When people saw Roker approaching Diana, they courteously made way. Everyone knew their chances against Roker were close to zero. "Diana?" Roker called out in a friendly tone. His face was full of smiles. His handsome and elegant demeanor drew the attention of many. "Mr. Roker," Diana replied, nodding politely. She was somewhat surprised to hear him address her by name. "Would you like to dance with me?" Roker asked, extending his hand. Roker appeared to be the perfect gentleman. His elegant demeanor made many guest
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 208-Dixon Was Truly Dominant!
Diana refused him, saying that she didn’t know how to dance. But she danced so well with Dixon. That was just an excuse! "CEO Diana," Roker Hamu couldn’t take it anymore. He suddenly raised his voice, "What do you mean by this? Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?" The music suddenly stopped. Diana was stunned. She had no idea what Roker meant at all. "You rejected my invitation to dance, but you’re willing to dance with your driver and even let him call you his wife?" "CEO Diana, are you saying that I’m not even as good as your driver?" Roker’s expression was furious and threatening. Roker had wanted to use this networking event to get closer to Diana so he could make further progress. He didn’t like forcing a woman—he preferred convincing her to take the initiative to serve him. But this time, he had been humiliated! "Mr. Roker, why would you say that?" Diana frowned slightly and looked at Dixon. "Dixon is truly my husband." "Nonsense!" Roker didn’t believe it at al
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 209-Dixon Gave Him A Lesson
But everyone also realized that Roker had lost the bet to Dixon, and the plate of cake was what they had wagered. They would have been more than happy to watch the spectacle if it had been someone else, but this was Young Master Roker! He was the future heir of the Hamu family! Roker struggled to break free, but it was clear he was no match for Dixon and couldn’t escape his grip at all. Roker opened his mouth to say something, but all he got was another piece of cake. "Let go of my Young Master!" Roker’s driver immediately rushed forward, roaring as he swung his fist toward Dixon’s head. The driver clenched his fist tightly and used all his strength to punch Dixon. But Dixon simply lifted one leg and kicked the driver in the chest without even turning around. The driver was sent flying like a missile, crashing into several tables before landing on the floor, howling in pain. Dixon didn’t even glance at him and continued doing what he had been doing—making sure Roker Hamu ate e
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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
236-Father And Son
Mr. Momba was furious. He slammed his palm hard on the table. "What is going on?!" he roared. "Where are my fighters? Why hasn't even one of them returned? Where are they?!" "I'm afraid they're all dead," Nonka replied with his usual grim expression, though there was a hint of delight in his voice. "All dead?" Mr. Momba's lips trembled. These fighters were men the Hamu family had spent vast sums of money training and nurturing. The family invested significant resources every year in these men. And until now, these fighters had never failed to complete any mission assigned to them by the Hamu family. So how could all of them have died this time? It was a devastating loss! "This is too great a loss for the Hamu family," Nonka said. "Father, we cannot sacrifice the future development of the Hamu family just because Roker is dead." Nonka's tone was distant and even carried a trace of anger. Mr. Momba turned and glared sharply at Nonka. "What did you say?" "Roker w
235-Three Days Passed
"You will learn to attack as a group, coordinate with one another, assist each other, and cover each other's weaknesses. Your strength will more than double!" Dixon's voice carried a charisma that could ignite everyone's spirit. His words made their blood pump faster. "You are a group of remarkable fighters! You can only defeat your enemies if you unite and coordinate effectively. Understood?" "Yes, Big Boss!" they shouted in unison. Dixon knew that although Gobu and his team lacked perfect constitutions, they possessed strong determination. They were willing to pour their hearts and souls into the training. As long as Dixon gave orders, they would follow without hesitation. They were like a loyal army under their supreme commander. "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses," Dixon said firmly. "It's incredibly difficult to become a perfect fighter, excelling in both offense and defense. But I will teach you group formations that will cover individual weaknesses an
234-Dixon Will Teach Them
All this time, Mr. Momba had been hiding a huge secret! He only wanted his own son to inherit the family. He had an affair with Nonka’s wife and had a son—Roker. Of course, Nonka was completely unaware of this. No one knew, but Rihanna had beaten her mother so badly that she finally confessed everything. “You're absolutely insane! You're crazy!” Mr. Momba shouted. Rihanna just laughed, unfazed. She even considered it a compliment. She was in a great mood after seeing how frustrated and furious her grandfather was. "You really want to kill me now, don’t you?” “What a shame, you missed your chance. If you had killed me when I was a child, you’d be living in peace now,” Rihanna continued. She stood up. “You better behave yourself, or if I tell my father about this, I don’t know how much longer he'll let you live.” “You...” Mr. Momba pointed his trembling finger at Rihanna. He was so enraged that he started coughing, his chest heaving violently. But Rihanna simply wav
233-A Secret
Mr. Momba tapped his cane on the floor and was about to start yelling when he suddenly noticed how swollen and injured Rihanna's face was. “What happened?” Nonka spoke up first, visibly shocked by the wounds on Rihanna’s face. Nonka asked angrily, “Who dared to hit my daughter! You are the daughter of the Hamu family!” “HAHA, some people don’t care that I’m the daughter of the Hamu family.” Rihanna glanced at Mr. Momba with disgust and said, “After all, what’s the value of a daughter from the Hamu family?” Nonka remained silent. He knew Rihanna had harbored resentment about this her entire life. Mr. Momba’s expression darkened immediately. This granddaughter of his was a disgrace to the family! “If you think it’s so shameful to be a daughter of the Hamu family, then you can change your last name!” Mr. Momba snapped harshly. “I wish I could.” Rihanna pulled out a chair and crossed her legs like a man. “But I’ve thought it through carefully. If I change my last name, the
232-She's Coming
Rihanna couldn't allow a woman to be so weak and kind-hearted. She wanted Diana to be ruthless! Rihanna wanted all women to be like her—fierce and heartless! Mogi said, “Boss, without enough information, I think we should be more cautious.” Controlling Okla’s illegal circle wasn’t easy. Without support from the north, even Rihanna wouldn't be able to pull it off. The bigger the ship, the harder it is to turn, let alone make a U-turn. At this point, they could only move forward in a straight line to avoid getting stuck. The Hamilton Group would soon enter the southern region, and everyone in the illegal circle would surely take action as well. Rihanna didn’t care. She stared coldly at Mogi. “Just do your job. Don’t interfere with my plans.” She sat in front of the vanity mirror, gazing at her reflection. Her hand reached up to touch the scar on her face. The sharp pain brought an odd sensation within her. She suddenly found herself enjoying the moment. She recalled
