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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
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 394-No One Expected
“Break their limbs!” Yuni waved her hand and gave the command. The two bodyguards behind her immediately charged forward. But Diana, Agnes, and Jenna didn’t show even a hint of fear on their faces. Instead, they looked at Lasso and his men as if they were watching a bunch of fools. Dixon didn’t even flinch. His hands remained in his pockets, showing no intention of taking them out. “Trying to break my Boss’s limbs?” A cold snort came from behind Lasso and his men. Noval’s entire body trembled violently when he heard that voice. Gobu and the others had been watching Lasso, waiting to see what his next move would be. “Good morning, Big Boss! Good morning, Boss Diana!” Gobu stepped forward and greeted them respectfully. Dixon’s other men followed suit and shouted in unison, “Good morning, Big Boss! Good morning, Boss Diana!” Noval’s face turned ghostly pale. Big Boss? This man… was this the same Boss Gobu had referred to the previous night? Dixon was the true leader of Voro
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 395-Young Master Dixon...
Lasso and all the skilled fighters who went with him, including Noval, were all dead! Not a single one of them returned! They had believed Lasso could conquer the Laon family and reclaim the illegal circle of Voroz City. But no one expected it to end like this. “Demons… Devils…” Yuni clutched her face. Her hair was a mess, and she could only laugh hysterically as terror filled her eyes. “Demons! They're all devils!” “Voroz City is hell! Hell on earth! Anyone who goes there is bound to die!” Her shrill screams echoed, sending chills down everyone's spines. Dodo was furious. He grabbed Yuni by the hair and slapped her repeatedly. “You crazy woman!” he shouted. “If they’re all dead, why did you even bother coming back?!” Consumed by rage, Dodo kicked Yuni hard, sending her body crashing to the floor. She trembled violently. “Send someone to investigate, right now!” Dodo roared. “Find out how my son died!” “Sir, we already sent a team to Voroz City…” “And? What did the
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 396-A Call From His Mother In Law
"Mr. Abraham wants to meet your wife, and he’s looking for another way to make it happen,” said Dixon’s spy. “He’s planning to visit your in-laws’ house, Young Master.” “When?” Dixon asked, a murderous glint in his eyes. “I’ll investigate further, Young Master.” *** Elsewhere. A subordinate stood before a tall, muscular man. “Report,” the man said calmly, turning to face him. He was Samen Obama. “I’ve followed all your instructions and completed the investigation regarding the recent events in Voroz City. There are two major developments.” “The first is a concert by Agnes, a singer from Star Entertainment, held at the Voroz City Stadium. It drew a far larger crowd than expected and had a significant impact.” Samen’s face remained flat and expressionless. “The second is the launch of a new product by the Hamilton Group in Voroz City. Their biggest promotional move was sponsoring Agnes’ concert. This Hamilton Group is connected to the city of Reddof—the place you once menti
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 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
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 01-HIS NAME IS DIXON EDRIC!
Reddof City, At Airport. Twenty men in black suits rushed out of the exit, each with a serious face as if they were about to fight a formidable enemy. They reached the sidewalk outside the airport. A young man of thirty was sitting on a long bench, slowly exhaling cigarette smoke from his mouth. He is Dixon Edric. "Young master Dixon, welcome." Edy respectfully spoke to Dixon as he stood about three steps behind him. "Mr. Abraham hopes you can come back, he misses you a lot." In front of others, Edy had a high standing as a leader, and no one dared to go against him. But in front of Dixon, he felt so low! Dixon turned slightly with a flat expression on his face. "Did he miss my power? Or my money?" If anyone else said something like that, Edy would hate it. How could the rich and powerful Edric family of Reddof City ever covet someone else's power and money? But the man in front of him is different. He is the sole heir of the Edric family! Thus, Edy must respect h
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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
396-A Call From His Mother In Law
"Mr. Abraham wants to meet your wife, and he’s looking for another way to make it happen,” said Dixon’s spy. “He’s planning to visit your in-laws’ house, Young Master.” “When?” Dixon asked, a murderous glint in his eyes. “I’ll investigate further, Young Master.” *** Elsewhere. A subordinate stood before a tall, muscular man. “Report,” the man said calmly, turning to face him. He was Samen Obama. “I’ve followed all your instructions and completed the investigation regarding the recent events in Voroz City. There are two major developments.” “The first is a concert by Agnes, a singer from Star Entertainment, held at the Voroz City Stadium. It drew a far larger crowd than expected and had a significant impact.” Samen’s face remained flat and expressionless. “The second is the launch of a new product by the Hamilton Group in Voroz City. Their biggest promotional move was sponsoring Agnes’ concert. This Hamilton Group is connected to the city of Reddof—the place you once menti
395-Young Master Dixon...
Lasso and all the skilled fighters who went with him, including Noval, were all dead! Not a single one of them returned! They had believed Lasso could conquer the Laon family and reclaim the illegal circle of Voroz City. But no one expected it to end like this. “Demons… Devils…” Yuni clutched her face. Her hair was a mess, and she could only laugh hysterically as terror filled her eyes. “Demons! They're all devils!” “Voroz City is hell! Hell on earth! Anyone who goes there is bound to die!” Her shrill screams echoed, sending chills down everyone's spines. Dodo was furious. He grabbed Yuni by the hair and slapped her repeatedly. “You crazy woman!” he shouted. “If they’re all dead, why did you even bother coming back?!” Consumed by rage, Dodo kicked Yuni hard, sending her body crashing to the floor. She trembled violently. “Send someone to investigate, right now!” Dodo roared. “Find out how my son died!” “Sir, we already sent a team to Voroz City…” “And? What did the
394-No One Expected
“Break their limbs!” Yuni waved her hand and gave the command. The two bodyguards behind her immediately charged forward. But Diana, Agnes, and Jenna didn’t show even a hint of fear on their faces. Instead, they looked at Lasso and his men as if they were watching a bunch of fools. Dixon didn’t even flinch. His hands remained in his pockets, showing no intention of taking them out. “Trying to break my Boss’s limbs?” A cold snort came from behind Lasso and his men. Noval’s entire body trembled violently when he heard that voice. Gobu and the others had been watching Lasso, waiting to see what his next move would be. “Good morning, Big Boss! Good morning, Boss Diana!” Gobu stepped forward and greeted them respectfully. Dixon’s other men followed suit and shouted in unison, “Good morning, Big Boss! Good morning, Boss Diana!” Noval’s face turned ghostly pale. Big Boss? This man… was this the same Boss Gobu had referred to the previous night? Dixon was the true leader of Voro
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
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,
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.
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
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
