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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 333-Clay Laon
"Retreat! Retreat!" The men sent by the Allan family quickly started shouting, unwilling to be beaten to death. The man in front of them was definitely insane! "Retreat? I want to see where you think you can run!" the man sneered. Mona had brought her men and blocked the path. She waved her hand. "Don’t let a single one escape!" In just two minutes, not a single person from the Allan family was left standing. They were all sprawled on the floor with broken arms and legs, wailing in pain. "Tell the Allan family that if they dare to come and cause trouble in my family's territory again, I will beat them all down and wipe out the Allan family!" declared Clay Laon, the second son of Hor Laon. Clay’s cold gaze made everyone from the Allan family tremble in fear. Clay was a terrifying man, nicknamed **The Young Lion**—a truly dreadful figure. "Father wants you to come home," Mona said as she walked closer, looking at Clay’s muscular frame. She knew that anyone hit by her broth
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 334-You Want to Kill Me?
"Check everything about Dixon Edric—what he did in Reddof, what he's been doing in Voroz these past few days, his travel plans, the people he's met, and the places he's visited. Check it all thoroughly!" Mona ordered her subordinates. "Understood!" "What about Young Master Clay?" one of them asked. "Let him be," Mona replied. "It’s not a bad idea to test what this Dixon is made of." At this moment, the Allan and Romma families had joined forces to attack the Laon family simultaneously, causing immense losses. Whether the Laon family would survive this crisis was still uncertain. If the main family in the north supported them, Mona wouldn’t be worried. But her family had no close ties with them, so getting their help might be difficult. Now that the Laon family was truly on the brink of destruction, Mona had to think of something else. After Dixon appeared, Mona made a few guesses and also started formulating a backup plan. This so-called forbidden zone, Reddof, might b
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 335-I'll Be Back to Kill You!
Clay narrowed his eyes sharply in shock. How was this possible? Most people couldn't withstand his brutal attacks. Even martial artists hesitated to catch his steel rods barehanded—it would shatter their palms! Yet, Dixon had effortlessly caught both rods and redirected all of Clay’s attack energy into his chair, leaving himself completely unharmed. "HAAAA!" Clay roared in frustration. He felt humiliated. No one had ever blocked his attack before. Dixon was the first. Clay let out a furious growl and tried to yank his steel rods back to attack again. But he quickly realized that Dixon was still holding onto the ends of the rods, and he couldn’t break free at all. "You..." Clay stared at Dixon in horror. He used all his strength, his face turning red from the strain, but he still couldn’t reclaim his weapons. "Is this all the strength you have?" Dixon frowned slightly, looking disappointed. "So, the so-called 'Young Lion' of this city is nothing but empty talk."
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 336-So Fast!
Bahal entered and shouted loudly, "Clay! Are you ready to die? HAHAHA! I'm here to avenge the descendants of the Romma family!" He didn’t even want to wait another day. "And the Allan family too!" Another terrifying howl echoed as Peter snapped the neck of another subordinate from the Laon family with a loud crack. "I can’t wait to avenge the death of an Allan family descendant too!" How could the Laon family fight against two highly skilled warriors at the same time? "Protect my father!" Mona shouted to her men. A dozen family fighters quickly surrounded Hor. Mona gritted her teeth and stared at Bahal and Peter warily. She shouted, "Are the Allan and Romma families so determined to destroy my family?" "Aren’t you afraid of offending the Laon family in the north? Aren’t you afraid of angering our main bloodline?!" she continued. "Hah, young lady, threats won’t work on us! HAHA!" Peter laughed mockingly. "It’s a miracle if the northern Laon family can even unite themselves." "V
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 337-Too Fast!
"Hor, you hid this so well!" Peter sneered coldly. "It looks like we really can't let the Laon family stay in power." "What do you think the Laon family is holding my family in Voroz City for?" Hor slowly raised his fists. "I'm here to protect the Allan family and the Romma family!" "Nonsense!" Bahal kicked Hor, then stood beside Peter and stared straight at him. "Today, the two of us are here to kill you!" Peter and Bahal suddenly moved in perfect coordination—one on the left, one on the right; one in front, one behind. They shot forward with incredible speed. Despite facing both of them alone, Hor was undaunted. He immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Peter and Bahal. The scene of three exceptional fighters clashing was electrifying. Hor's abilities were far superior to his two opponents. Even though Peter worked in sync with Bahal, they were still on the losing side. It was terrifying! Mona was utterly shocked by what she saw. She had never known her father was this
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 338-Clay's Back!
Hor lifted his head, but not fast enough to evade their attack. Both struck him with fatal blows at the same time. Even if he could dodge one, he couldn’t avoid the other. From the start, Hor never intended to dodge. His expression remained eerily calm throughout the battle. Bahal’s palm struck Hor’s shoulder, while Hor raised his leg and kicked Peter’s chest with full force. Two loud explosions echoed as both Peter and Hor were sent flying, crashing hard onto the floor. Hor opened his mouth, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale. "Father!" Mona’s heart pounded. She was about to rush forward when Hor quickly raised a hand to stop her. "Ahhh..." Blood trickled from Peter’s mouth as his chest collapsed. That kick had nearly taken his life! Hor would rather take a blow from Bahal than lose the chance to strike Peter. If he had chosen to dodge both of them, he would have certainly died. In a battle between highly skilled fighters, every small dec
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 339-At the Funeral Ceremony
News spread quickly. It was a battle that left one dead and two injured. No one had expected that Hor had been secretly hiding his skills all this time. Both the Allan and Romma families had assumed there was another highly skilled fighter in the Laon family, but they had never imagined it was Hor. The Laon family had two incredibly strong fighters. If they waited for Clay to grow even stronger, it would become difficult to destroy the Laon family. After Peter and Bahal returned to their respective homes, they were still shaken. The head of the Laon family, Hor, had died, and the Laon family had suffered a major loss in such a short time. News of this quickly reached Dixon. He had been expecting it. Ever since he visited Lambo in the hospital and ordered him to create a gap in Voroz’s illegal circle, everything had gone according to Dixon’s plan. "Hor is dead, while Bahal and Peter are injured," Paulo took a deep breath. "I can’t believe Hor turned out to be such a skilled
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 340-Dixon From Reddof is Here!
"Mona, don’t be too sad. I’m truly sorry for your loss," an old man walked closer and sighed. "Since things have come to this, you both need to start thinking about an exit plan." Clay lifted his head in shock, glaring at him furiously. An exit plan? The ones with no way out were the Allan and Romma families—not the Laon family! Clay was about to speak, but Mona shot him a look, silently telling him to stay quiet. "Yes, Mr. Oba, you’re right. We should consider an exit plan." Mona looked at the old man in front of her and asked, "So, what do you think my family should do now?" "Call a truce," the seventy-year-old man said with a bitter smile. "No matter what happens, staying alive is what matters most. Regardless of which family falls in this three-way fight, it will be a loss for Voroz." "Mona, if you both think I’m trustworthy, I can help you plead with the Allan and Romma families," Mr. Oba continued. Mona gave him a cold smile. "They killed my father, and you want my famil
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414-They Want to Terminate Their...
They all wanted to terminate their partnerships with Hamilton Group to pressure Diana into facing reality. Everyone knew that local industry standards were necessary, but achieving them was extremely difficult. At the very least, they felt it was something nearly impossible to accomplish. So instead of wasting time and energy, why not make money the good old-fashioned way? They all understood that young people often dreamed of achieving great success in their careers. But dreaming of such things was impractical—sooner or later, one had to come back down to earth. They believed Diana would eventually give up. The meeting room was now left with only Diana, Dixon, Mona, and a few directors from Hamilton Group. Diana was still standing. She stared at the empty seats where the distributors and retailers had been sitting, without saying a word. Dixon didn’t offer any words of comfort. This was the decision Diana had made, and she had to stand by it. Dixon would always be her strongest
413-We're Sorry...
"CEO Diana, if you don’t take back this decision, we will cancel the deal and terminate our partnership! I’ll continue to be a distributor for foreign brands, and I will not sell your new products!" "That’s right, we’re calling off our agreement! We can’t take this kind of risk!" The conference room turned chaotic. All the business partners present were considered mid-level players in Voroz City. The top retailers and distributors only carried foreign brands. And because the Hamilton Group had only recently begun to rise, they weren't about to change their stance just because the company had produced a bestselling product. To them, this product was inferior from the start anyway. "Please be quiet!" Mona finally spoke up after a moment, unable to bear it any longer. "You’re all here to discuss business, so please calm down. CEO Hamilton will not force anyone." Her meaning was clear. She wouldn’t force anyone either. The Laon family held great influence in the underground circles, s
412-About The Industry Standards
News about the Hamilton Group setting industry standards and challenging international brands spread rapidly through the Voroz City market. Many in the same industry began discussing it. “Have you heard? Hamilton Group just entered the Voroz City market and they want to set industry standards. Who do they think they are?” “They’re way too arrogant. Industry standards? We’ve been using international standards for decades. Who dares claim that local products are better than foreign ones?” “They’re overestimating themselves! In the end, all this will be for nothing!” For the past few decades, industry standards have always been dictated by foreign markets, since their products represent the best the world has to offer. They decided everything, and even though this country adopted their standards, it had to pay for the privilege. Foreign brands always had a place in the local market and were able to compete with domestic brands for market share and growth opportunities. But no one
411-Someone From Obama Family
"He's from the Obama family. He said he wants to meet you and hopes you'll give him a chance," Mona explained. This person approached humbly, smart enough to guess that the same man controlled both Reddof and Voroz. He even knew he could reach Dixon through the Laon family. "Mr. Dixon, if you don't want to see him, I'll have him removed immediately," Mona said. Mona knew Dixon preferred to stay low-key and disliked having too many people know who he really was. He had no desire to interact with the powerful families of the North. "No, I want to know what kind of chance he's asking for. Let him in," Dixon replied. Sameen Obama stood just outside the door. Without Dixon's permission, he wouldn't dare step inside. That was the attitude he wanted to show. He was aware that the opportunity he might get today was immensely important. Moments later, Mona stepped out, and Sameen gave a slight bow. "Miss Mona Laon, will Mr. Dixon... see me?" Sameen was a little anxious. The Obama famil
410-Why is the Person Here?
“I can understand why they want revenge. After all, Gom went too far with them—anyone would want to retaliate,” said Sameen. Gom was about to argue, but Oxe’s sharp glare shut him up instantly. “Father, think carefully. If our family were threatened and humiliated by a third-rate family, how would you feel?” Sameen asked calmly. Oxe scoffed, “A third-rate family? They’re too full of themselves! Are they tired of living?! I’ll wipe them out. How dare they challenge the Obama family?” “But that’s the reality now,” Sameen continued. “To the one controlling Reddof, the Obama family is no different from a third-rate clan. That’s why he can kill us so easily. And we’ve provoked him multiple times.” Oxe’s expression shifted as he finally understood where Sameen was going with this. He looked at his youngest son seriously. Sameen seemed different now. “They won’t stop until the Obama family is completely wiped out,” Sameen sighed. “Unless we surrender, admit our mistakes, and apologize.
409-Sameen Obama Spoke
In just three short days, the assets of the Forr and Swha families were completely destroyed—not a single one remained standing. All the major projects owned by the Roa family collapsed, and they suffered tremendous losses. Even the highly favored third son of the Roa family had been swallowed by this darkness, and it was now difficult for him to see the light of day again. As for the Obama family… they were now trembling. Inside the main hall of the Obama family residence, the atmosphere was gloomy—almost mournful. Oxe sat in the patriarch's seat with a dark expression. He had remained silent for half an hour. Gom didn’t even dare sit down. He only stood to the side with his head lowered, his face tense and full of pressure. “Our southern businesses are gone as well,” another report came in. “All our sales channels have been severed and we’ve lost so much. Several key directors have resigned in mass. The losses… they’re too great to even calculate!” How much information
408-A Kiss After Defeated Them
The head of the Swha family looked as if his soul had left his body, and his expression was filled with sorrow. The head of the Roa family had a dark expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with deep worry and fear. This had nothing to do with him initially, but now he had ended up offending a powerful and ruthless enemy! He snorted and said nothing more. Then he turned and left. The heads of the Forr and Swha families also left. They went to prepare themselves to bear the wrath of the two legends. Gom was left standing there alone like a fool. His strength was completely drained. Four grandmasters killed at once? Gom’s arms dropped weakly to his sides and his fingers trembled. There was no expression on his face as he kept muttering, “This is impossible… This is impossible…” After the news was confirmed, Reddof was shaken once more. Everyone had been waiting for this news. They all wanted to see how much trouble the Obama family and the other three families would
407-Revenge's Coming
"What did you say?!" Gom stared at him in disbelief. "That's... impossible! Impossible!!" "They're all dead! Four grandmasters were killed in Voroz, their bodies have been found. And the other eight—we fear they’re dead too!" Gom couldn’t move. He was frozen in place like a statue. The other three men widened their eyes, their faces pale as corpses. They couldn’t believe this was real. "What do you mean?! What are you talking about?!" The head of the Swha family shouted, grabbing the messenger by the collar. "Explain! How could our warriors who went to Reddof never come back?!" "They’re all dead!" "Dead..." the Roa family head muttered under his breath, barely audible. He couldn’t process the reality. They had sent twelve of their best fighters. Losing eight? That might have still been bearable, especially if it was just about Reddof, a place they considered insignificant. But... four grandmasters?! Four of them were true grandmasters—famed warriors in the north! T
406-They're Gone!
In Reddof… The cold wind and freezing rain filled the air, thick with the scent of murder. The weather battered the city relentlessly. Several figures moved swiftly through the downpour. They were Gobu’s men—bloodthirsty wolves, brave warriors willing to risk their lives to protect their home. “ATTACK!” Gobu led from the front, shouting at the top of his lungs. The time to kill had come. The eight grandmasters from the north were spotted the moment they set foot in Reddof. There was murder in the air. The rain poured harder as the night grew deeper. No one dared go outside, and the bloodstains on the ground were quickly washed away. The eight highly skilled warriors caused no commotion. Not even a ripple. It was as if they had stepped into a mysterious vortex and vanished without a trace. It was nearly dawn, but the rain had not stopped. “This rain might help wash away some filth, so Reddof can feel fresh again—and people can see how powerful Reddof truly is, even though we'
