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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 386-Cheers!
Lasso glanced at Noval, signaling him to leave the room. Then, he stood up and rushed to help Yuni sit down, bringing her a pair of hotel slippers. "What happened? How did you end up like this? Where are my two men?" Yuni was furious. "You said they were reliable and that nothing would go wrong if I handed this thing over to them. But in the end?" "Useless! They're all useless trash!" Yuni was on the verge of tears. On top of that, she had stumbled and lost her shoe. It was a pair of limited-edition high heels! "Once they return, I’ll make sure they learn their lesson!" Lasso quickly comforted her. "Don’t cry, don’t cry." "Your wife was harassed, and all you’re telling me is not to cry? Why don’t you just avenge me?!" Yuni began crying even harder. "Are you saying you’d only do something if your wife died because of this?!" "What happened? Tell me exactly what happened, and I’ll take revenge for you," Lasso said immediately. Yuni told Lasso what she had intended to do,
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 387-There Were No Weaklings by Dixon’s Side!
Dixon answered the phone call. "Okay." Dixon remained calm as he listened to the other party, with no trace of worry in his voice. Dixon narrowed his eyes. "No need to look for them. Let them come knocking on our door. We'll have a surprise waiting for them." "Cheers!" There were cheers and laughter all around the celebration party. Diana quietly drank two more glasses of alcohol, her face growing redder. When she saw Dixon walking over, she quickly put her glass down like a little girl who had been caught doing something wrong. She stood straight with her hands behind her back, pretending as if nothing had happened. "Diana didn’t drink any alcohol, I can vouch for her," Agnes said, her own face slightly flushed. "I believe you," Dixon glanced at Diana with a helpless look. Her eyes were already slightly unfocused. "I’m sure both of you are lying to me." Dixon reached for Diana’s hand, and she just laughed. "It’s getting late, and I need to take Diana back to rest. Keep celebr
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 388-Dixon's Voice
Dixon then stood up. He had no intention of getting involved in this matter. He didn’t plan to stay long in the illegal circles of Voroz City. He needed the Laon family to take control of the area themselves. They couldn’t keep making him worry about everything. Mona walked out with Dixon. Clay walked over to Gobu and clasped his hands together. “Gobu, please take good care of us!” A gentle night breeze blew through the doorway. Mona’s long dress fluttered in the wind, and a conflicted look appeared in her eyes as she gazed at Dixon. “Thank you,” Mona said. “I won’t let you down, Dixon.” Dixon nodded without saying a word. He got into his car and drove off. Diana was alone at the hotel. Even though he had left men behind to protect her, Dixon was still worried. Meanwhile, at the hotel, Diana kicked off the blanket. She felt warm after drinking and mumbled, “Hubby...? I’m thirsty.” When no one responded, Diana opened her eyes, rubbed them, and looked around. There was no sign o
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 389-To Reddof
Jack turned around, and his expression was full of helplessness. There was also a trace of nervousness and alertness on his face. Dixon’s gaze frightened him, so he didn’t dare call him “Young Master.” “Jack, it’s been a long time,” Dixon said. Diana heard Dixon’s voice, but she still cautiously peeked through the peephole and only dared to open the door once she saw that Dixon was indeed standing outside. “Dixon!” Diana immediately hid behind him and looked at Jack warily. “He said he’s your friend.” “You scared her,” Dixon said softly. “I’m sorry,” Jack bowed and looked at Diana with an apologetic gaze. “Miss Diana Hamilton, I sincerely apologize for disturbing and frightening you. I’m truly sorry.” “Really?” Dixon spoke up before Diana could. His tone was as cold as water in the middle of winter. Even Jack, a highly skilled fighter, could feel the chill. Dixon was radiating killing intent! “Looks like I’m going to die here tonight,” Jack thought to himself. If Dix
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 390-Tomorrow Night...
Jack felt like his heart was about to leap out of his mouth. “Dixon will be staying in Voroz for a few more days, so don’t worry—he won’t be back in time to kill me,” Abraham continued. He then ignored Jack and got into the car, prompting Jack to quickly follow after him. At the same time... Dixon stood silently on the balcony, watching Abraham get into the car. His gaze was icy cold. His mind drifted to the moment fifteen years ago when he and his mother were thrown out of the Edric family’s home with nowhere to go... Dixon gripped the balcony railing so tightly that a cracking sound could be heard—it was on the verge of breaking under the pressure. He knew his father hadn’t been the one who wanted to cast them out. Back then, Abraham had no power to make any decisions. But still—why hadn’t he at least fought for them? Dixon couldn’t bring himself to forgive his father. “My husband?” Diana stood in the living room, watching Dixon standing still on the balcony. “The
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 391-But So What?
Inside the Laon family estate. Clay had fulfilled the conditions Gobu requested and transformed the vacant land behind the house into a training facility. Although the facility wasn't as sophisticated as the one Dixon had designed, its layout followed Gobu’s own understanding and experience in combat training. At first, Clay didn’t pay much attention to how the facility was built. But after going through just one training session with Gobu, his body was drenched in cold sweat—he realized just how terrifying this place truly was. In just three days, the ten odd men Clay had gathered had undergone a remarkable transformation. Their combat skills hadn’t skyrocketed, but their awareness and instincts in battle had improved significantly. And that kind of improvement was even more terrifying than mere skill enhancement—because it had already become a part of their survival instincts. Once those habits were ingrained, all they needed was an increase in power, speed, and agility.
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 392-They're All Insane!
"Empty threats mean nothing. The Laon Family has no right to control the illegal circles in Voroz. I’ll make sure every last one of you disappears tonight!” Noval declared. As soon as Noval gave the order, his men rushed forward, while he himself strode toward Gobu. “Clay!” Gobu called out sharply. Clay dashed to the front, wielding a steel baton. He swung it wildly and fiercely at Noval. The steel batons whirled like a violent windstorm. Noval didn’t dare get too close—Clay’s power was immense, and one hit would surely injure him. Clay’s job was to hold Noval back. Meanwhile, Gobu led the Laon Family’s men into formation. “Line up! ATTACK!” At Gobu’s command, the Laon Family’s men formed a tight, unified force. Their battle cries pierced the air and ignited their fighting spirit. “ATTACK!!!” A terrifying aura spread from them. The Obama Family’s men felt their bodies tremble. And then, both sides clashed in a fierce battle. Gobu took the spear’s position in the formation,
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 393-Break Their Limbs!
Noval fainted before he could explain much. Lasso had to wait until he regained consciousness to find out what had really happened. His face looked grim. His instincts told him that something was seriously wrong. How did the Laon family suddenly become so powerful? It didn’t make sense. How could Clay restrain Noval? And where did that group of madmen come from? Lasso couldn't sleep at all. The next morning, Noval finally woke up. The first thing he said was, “Quick! Get out of Voroz City right now!” “What happened?!” Lasso responded in a panic. “Are there other powerful fighters in the Laon family? Didn’t you investigate and find that Clay was the only one?” Noval took several deep breaths. “You're right, Clay is the only powerful fighter from their family. But… he’s not the most terrifying one.” Lasso almost lost his composure. What kind of nonsense was this? How could Clay be the only strong fighter but not the most dangerous? “Young Master Lasso, please—don’t ask any m
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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
401-Everyone!
They swung their iron fists, ready to kill! The two men from the Obama family couldn’t even put up a fight—they were surrounded like prey by a dozen wolves. They never imagined Paulo would retaliate like this. They hadn't expected such a brutal and fierce response! After the two men were dragged away, Paulo calmly instructed, “Send them back to the Obama family—and pack a few souvenirs from Reddof as well. Tell them that Reddof is ready to welcome our guests from the north.” They wanted to seize control of Reddof? Were the northerners looking for death? If they knew that the man behind Reddof was actually Dixon, Paulo wondered whether those powerful families would be so terrified, they’d rather kill themselves first. After traveling to the north and following Witan around, Paulo realized just how vast the world was—and how truly powerful Dixon was. What he had seen so far was only the tip of the iceberg. As for how strong Dixon really was, not even Witan knew. “If you dare set f
400-If You Dare to Come, We Dare to Kill
“Paulo, you’ve gotten sharper since spending time in the North. Haha!” Dixon laughed heartily. After sending Paulo to the North to assist Witan, the man had grown tremendously. Paulo was now more open to worldly matters, his way of thinking had matured significantly, and Dixon was more than satisfied with the transformation. Dixon’s plan was simple: lure the powerful families of the North into attacking Reddof directly. Without that, he had no strong reason to shake their foundations. Whether it was the Forr family, the Hale family, or anyone else—every party with an eye on Reddof would make a move sooner or later. Reddof’s rise as a forbidden territory had disrupted many people, and most of them could no longer sit still. “Boss, how should I respond to them?” Paulo asked. “If they dare come, we wipe them out,” Dixon said, releasing a deadly aura from within him. Paulo immediately understood and nodded. “Understood.” He stood up and pulled out over ten membership cards from h
399-What Should I Do, Big Boss?
Because the Laon family of Voroz City is connected to the legendary forbidden zone of Reddof, the only way to solve this issue is by finding the person in charge of Reddof. "Have you found the one responsible for Reddof?" Gage Saxon asked immediately. "Yes," his subordinate replied. "I got some leads from Eden State. The person who controls Reddof's underground network is named Paulo. He’s been doing quite well in Reddof, and this year, he suddenly rose to power. It was actually quite surprising." "Contact him on behalf of the Obama family," Gom grinned. "Tell him that I, Gom Obama, am giving him a chance!" The Obama family had never cared about the underground networks of a small city like Reddof. And now they were making deals with them? Gom didn’t just want to take back Voroz City. He wanted to use this opportunity to make a name for himself. "Alright!" His subordinate memorized every word and immediately set off for Reddof to find Paulo. The Obama family was giving t
398-There's No Point
“No need. After meeting her parents, I’m convinced she’s a truly good girl. Diana has a warm heart, just like Dixon’s mother.” Abraham took a deep breath. “That’s right. I’ve already approved of this relationship.” “But…” Jack hesitated. “The Mopp family—back when Beatrice was only three years old, they insisted that she could only marry Young Master Dixon. Even now, she’s still waiting for him, even though he’s no longer part of the Edric family. Especially with his current status… the Mopp family won’t stay silent.” “Hmph.” The air around Abraham shifted instantly, like a tiger roused from a long slumber. Even Jack, a seasoned fighter, felt his body tremble under the pressure. “The Mopp family may be stronger than the Edrics. So what? If Dixon doesn’t want to marry her, then he won’t! He has every right to choose whoever he wants to marry! The Mopp family has no right to interfere!” Abraham scoffed coldly. “Anyone who dares to meddle will have to step over my dead body first
397-He Won't...
“What’s wrong?” Diana asked. “Mom said she misses you and hopes we can come home soon,” Dixon replied. “The Hamilton Group just entered the Voroz City market, and there are still so many things I have to take care of. I have a lot of clients to meet today… but I also want to go home,” Diana grumbled, clearly frustrated. “I miss Mom’s cooking,” she murmured softly. “How about we go home now?” Dixon suddenly suggested. But before Diana could respond, she shook her head and said, “Food isn’t a priority right now. Take care of everything first.” Diana smiled. “I need to work hard and make enough money to feed you!”*** At the Hamilton family home. Yoruna had just hung up the phone, her face lighting up with a bright smile. “Please, have some tea. William, would you pour a cup for Mr. Abraham?” she said gently. William smiled and promptly poured tea for Abraham. As soon as he got the call from Yoruna informing him that Dixon’s family was visiting, he rushed home from the office. N
