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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
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 341-Mona And Dixon
Even though Dixon didn’t kill Hor directly, he was still part of the reason. "I will kill you!" Clay shouted at Dixon. Clay charged at Dixon like a wild beast. Dixon stood in place without moving at all, only slightly furrowing his brows. "Stop!" Mona stood up and blocked Clay. "Mr. Dixon is here to offer his condolences, don’t be rude to him." Hearing that, Clay grew frustrated. "Are you not going to listen to me?" Mona turned to look at Clay. Clenching his teeth, Clay shot a sharp glare at Dixon before finally lowering his steel bat. "Mr. Dixon." Mona looked at Dixon. She hadn’t expected that the man who had turned Reddof into a forbidden zone was still so young. She had heard a lot about what had happened in Reddof. She had also heard how ruthless Dixon was. "I heard about what happened and came to offer my condolences. Mona, I am truly sorry for your loss," Dixon said before bowing slightly. Both Mona and Clay bowed back to Dixon. "Mr. Dixon has nothing to
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 342-Let's Begin
"Yes, I already knew," Dixon replied casually. Mona's eyes narrowed. "You also saw my father’s death coming?" "Yes." Mona shuddered and almost spilled the tea from the pot. She stared straight at Dixon, falling silent for a moment before asking, "Then why didn’t you stop it from happening?" She immediately regretted asking. It was a foolish question. Dixon had no connection to her family at all, and protecting them would mean offending both the Allan and Romma families, as well as the powerful families in the north that supported them. Who would be willing to do something like that? "Because he had to die," Dixon answered. "I’m sure your father understood this even more than I did." Mona’s gaze wavered. Dixon’s words were eerily similar to what her father had told her before he died. Hor had been very calm when he told Mona what to do after his death. As if he had been waiting for this day for a long time, and death was actually a release for him. Was Dixon the one H
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 343-He Hasn't Begged Me Yet
The two families had essentially played their trump cards. On the surface, it seemed like they only had Bahal and Peter, two formidable fighters who were nearly at the grandmaster level. However, they had actually been hiding even more skilled fighters—this was the best they had to offer. With the strongest member of the Laon family, Hor, already dead, who else could stop them? "Let the Laon family disappear completely from Voroz City. Starting tomorrow, your family and mine will compete based on our own strength," said Mr. Mokha to Andayo in a commanding tone. “HAHAH!” Andayo let out a cold laugh and stood up. "I was thinking the same thing!" He then walked out with his men. As for the six figures, they quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night. Gopal narrowed his eyes as he watched the Romma family leave the house. "Father, I’ve already made the necessary preparations. As soon as tomorrow arrives, we can make our move against the Romma family!" "The Neh
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 344-Was Dixon...A God?
Clay, who was fighting, heard those words. His eyes turned red with anger and despair. He screamed at the top of his lungs, "Dixon! I beg you! Save my sister!" Dixon remained silent. He gently placed his teacup on the table, a faint smile playing on his lips, then said, "No, I don’t understand that." Just as he finished speaking, the teacup on the table suddenly shot toward Sammy like a bullet. Sammy's eyes narrowed, and he immediately used the knife in his hand to deflect the attack. Too fast! The teacup struck his knife with immense force, sending a vibration through his wrist that left it numb, forcing him to step back several paces. Sammy quickly steadied himself, his eyes flashing as he swung his blade toward Mona’s throat. "Impossible!" A strong gust of wind blew past, and Dixon suddenly appeared in front of him. Sammy was stunned. How could he be so fast? Sammy’s arm was still raised, his knife yet to reach Mona’s throat. He twisted his waist, redirecting th
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 345-A Revenge
"This is what Hor exchanged his life for." Dixon then placed his hands behind his back and walked away. Clay’s hands were still trembling, and he finally snapped back to reality after Dixon had already disappeared into the distance. "Mona, why... why did he do this?" What Clay was really asking was why Dixon wanted to destroy the Allan and Romma families. The six men they had carefully hidden were clearly the hope and future of both families. Even the Laon family had never known about them. If none of this had happened and they hadn’t been forced to expose those six men prematurely, then perhaps, in the future, there would no longer be a place for the Laon family in Voroz City. "Why...?" Mona let out a bitter laugh. She had no way of knowing. She turned to look at Paulo, who had yet to leave. The meaning in her eyes was clear. "I suppose it's because his wife is on her way to Voroz, and I assume she will arrive by the end of the month at the latest. My Big Boss doesn't w
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 346-No One Knows...
Gopal knew what was about to happen—his father wouldn’t survive. So, after shouting for his father, he quickly ran before Clay could chase after him.Tonight, Clay would have his revenge! His father had died because of these people."AHHH!"Mr. Mokha screamed before his death. He let out a panicked shriek as he saw the steel baton flying toward him. He tried to dodge, but his body was frozen in place.The baton drew closer—until finally...CRACK!The sound of a skull shattering echoed through the silent night. The explosion of his own head was the last thing he heard before everything ended.Clay stood between the two corpses. His body trembled slightly, but his eyes still burned red—his rage had yet to fade."Your turn, Romma family..."That night, a legend was born in Voroz City.Clay Laon, wielding two steel batons in his hands, slaughtered his way through the Allan and Romma family homes. In a single night, he had killed Mr. Mokha, his fighters, and Gopal, Mr. Mokha’s second son.
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 347-An undefeated God of War!
Dixon smirked."Some people will figure it out," he said casually. "But that doesn’t matter anymore."At the same time, the chaos in Voroz City had sent shockwaves throughout the north.This was even more shocking than the Reddof and Fairbanks rebellion—more astonishing than Chairman Kane’s death or when Sanos wreaked havoc in the north.The Laon family, which was supposed to be wiped out, had survived.Meanwhile, the Allan and Romma families had vanished overnight, despite joining forces to destroy the Laons.***At the Obama family residence in the north.Tension filled the living room. They had been well aware of the coordinated effort to eradicate the Laon family. In fact, much of the intelligence the Romma family had gathered came from them.They were confident that victory was assured, and afterward, they would claim their share of Voroz City’s resources, split between the Romma and Allan families.But reality had spoken differently. Everything had ended in an unexpected disaste
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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'
405-After That...Just Aroma of Tea
“How dare you!” another one shouted. These two grandmasters were incredibly powerful—even stronger than Naim Noo. The other two were a terrifying boxer from overseas and a renowned martial artist from the world of traditional combat. The four of them stared directly at Dixon, locking him in with their deadly gazes. “I will kill you today!” roared the fighter from the Obama family. “Before you die, I’ll make sure you remember my name!” Just as he was about to say it, Dixon raised his hand. “No need. I already know your name,” Dixon pointed at the fighter from the Obama family, speaking in an utterly calm voice. “You are Corpse Number One.” “You’re Corpse Number Two.” “You’re Three, and you’re Four.” It was as if the very gunpowder in the air exploded instantly. The four fighters widened their eyes as they unleashed their murderous auras. Without another word, they charged at Dixon almost simultaneously. “Attack!!” A terrifying presence burst forth. The four gran
404-That's Right
The twelve warriors had all been dispatched under the orders of the Obama family. Four grandmasters were sent to Voroz City, while the remaining eight were assigned to Reddof. “Don’t worry, Mr. Saton,” Gom replied calmly. “Eight elite fighters are more than enough to deal with Reddof. But Voroz... that’s a different story.” “And what if we fail to take down Reddof?” Saton Forr sounded agitated. He didn’t care much about Voroz. To him, Reddof was far more terrifying. The Forr family had only lost a few men in Voroz, but Reddof had completely driven them out—despite the fact they had ruled the area for over two decades. They even lost a grandmaster there! “Mr. Saton, failure is not an option,” said the head of the Roa family, finally speaking up. His tone made it clear he disapproved of Saton Forr’s attitude. “We’ve already agreed to entrust this matter to Gom, so let’s hear him out. I have faith in him.” Everyone in the alliance was in the same boat. No one dared act recklessly.
403-What Do You Mean By This?
"Those four grandmasters..." Gobu looked slightly worried. They weren’t afraid of dying—but they were afraid of failing to protect Reddof. That would disappoint Dixon. "Don’t worry," Dixon said calmly. "They’re not going to Reddof." Gobu felt at ease. He wasn’t the sharpest thinker, but as long as he followed Dixon’s arrangements, everything would be fine. "Yes, Big Boss!" Gobu and the rest of the crew immediately returned to Reddof and began preparing for battle. Many eyes were watching this fight, and their mission was to deliver a hard slap to the faces of those powerful northern families. They would beat them until they were terrified! Crush them so thoroughly they wouldn’t dare covet Reddof again! Reddof was their home! "A distraction from the real target," Dixon muttered calmly. "How childish." All eyes were now on Reddof. The Obama family and the three other families had united to attack Reddof’s illegal circle. But in truth, while they had gathered twelve elite f
402-Enjoy the Fight!
"The Roa family and my family have been operating in Voroz City for years, supporting the Allan and Romma families. We could have stayed relaxed, but someone from Reddof interfered and ruined our plans!" Gom continued in a loud voice, "And my brother, Lasso, also died in Voroz City! My family will definitely avenge this!" The head of the Roa family, Abigail, narrowed her eyes at Gom. "You are the future head of the Obama family, and I admire your drive. The Roa family is willing to work with you to reclaim Voroz City!" Abigail hadn’t planned to come personally, but after learning that Gom intended to become the next family head, she thought it was worth the visit. She was also older than Gom, which made negotiations easier when it came to securing more benefits in the future. In the north, timing and presence were everything. The balance of power shifted from time to time, so no one could predict what the situation would be when Gom finally took over the Obama family. Even if it
