At the factory location. Several men, covered in mud, were still climbing and rolling around. After two days, many of them had managed to pass the first stage, but none could compare to Dixon in terms of speed. The harder they trained, the more they realized just how terrifying this training course was. And even more so, how frightening Dixon was. Gobu had already started losing his mind. He had no other thought but to train and pass the stages. His eyes were bloodshot, and he refused to rest unless his body completely gave out. "Push forward! Again!" Gobu shouted. "I refuse to believe I can’t get through this stage!" Every time someone fell, Gobu would slam his palm into the ground in frustration and get up to start again. They were especially motivated when they saw others ahead of them. Even though it had only been two days, they could already feel significant improvement. It was scary how much progress they made! Mr. Roger, the project manager, had arranged for the staff to
Harry tried desperately to shake his head, but he couldn’t move at all. "You could try telling him. That way, maybe you’ll die sooner and won’t have to suffer all this pain anymore," Steven said calmly. But Harry started trembling in fear, and the stench of urine soon filled the air. His pants were completely soaked. Steven looked at him in disgust, pinching his nose as he walked away, not caring at all about the state his father was in. At that time, William and Diana had just arrived home. It was rare that they didn’t have to work late, and they could actually come home on time for the luxurious dinner Yoruna had prepared. “The best part is, everything’s going smoothly,” William thought. “Why isn’t Dixon back yet?” William asked. “I wonder what he’s been up to these past two days.” “He’s been handling some issues at the factory. He’s been there a lot lately, but he should be on his way home now,” Diana said as she washed her hands and sat at the dinner table, smiling slightly.
Dixon… William spoke, “Don’t… don’t kill him!” Dixon was furious, on the verge of losing control. If he wanted to kill someone, no one could stop him. However, his clenched fists slowly relaxed when he heard William’s plea. Otherwise, that punch would have ended Nico’s life. “No matter what, he’s still my brother,” William took a deep breath. “Please, don’t kill him.” Dixon narrowed his eyes. Diana’s family was always too kind, which was exactly why people like Nico took advantage of them. “Daddy, you treat him like a brother, but do you think he treats you the same?” Dixon’s voice was sharp. “If I hadn’t rushed home today, he would’ve beaten you to death.” Nico gasped, the intense pain beginning to numb his nerves. Only now did he realize that Dixon was the man married to Diana. “I know...” William gave a bitter laugh. William turned to look at Nico. “From today onward, we’re done. We’re finished. But let me make it clear—I'm not the one who made Daddy like this.” Then, Will
“Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you,” Topan spoke again. “Things in Fairbanks are about to change.” Upon hearing this, Davis and the others turned pale. Was something about to happen within the illegal circles of Fairbanks? A massive wave seemed to be heading their way. Davis took a deep breath and exchanged glances with the others, as if preparing to make a difficult decision. “Alright,” Davis finally uttered after a long silence. Despite his fury, he had no other choice. Billy had left too early and missed this crucial opportunity—an opportunity that could change everything. If Billy let this slip, he would lose it all. “We have no objections either,” the others quickly echoed after seeing Davis nod. A smile began to form on Topan's face. “You’ve made a wise choice.” Topan stood, unwilling to waste any more time. He had come here with two objectives: the first, to get Davis and the others to pledge allegiance to his boss...the second, to investigate what had happened to Mose
"Did you say Dixon even dared to hit Joe Stew?" Steven looked at Sonny and asked. "Yeah. Dixon hit Joe, and he hit him really hard. Harder than he hit me! I think he might even be paralyzed now." Sonny could still feel the cold creeping into his bones as he recalled it. Just thinking about Dixon's face made him shiver. The fear he felt seemed to come from deep within his soul, and it wouldn't go away. "So, what happened to Joe?" Steven raised his eyebrows. "Someone took him to Fairbanks," Sonny replied, tears streaming down his face. "Dad, please don’t mess with Diana’s family anymore. I’m really scared." Sonny had been beaten so badly by Dixon that he was terrified. Dixon didn’t even spare the heir of the Stew family from Fairbanks, and that only made Sonny feel more threatened. Steven slapped his son angrily. "You useless fool! How could I have a son as worthless as you? Diana’s taken assets from us, and I’ll get them all back! Not only will I reclaim everything, but I’l
At Diana’s office, Dixon was sitting comfortably, enjoying some tea and cake. Diana was busy working, while Dixon looked completely relaxed amidst all the chaos. "Excuse me, could you not disturb me like this in my own office?" Diana was annoyed. It felt like she was working for Dixon instead of the other way around. Dixon glanced at a message from Paulo on his phone, stood up with a laugh, and said to Diana, "Haha, alright.... You just keep doing your thing. I'm stepping out for a bit." Dixon headed to the small park near the Hamilton Group building. There, he sat on a bench, facing Paulo and Cello—one of Davis’ men. "What’s the point of bringing me to a place like this to discuss business?" Cello asked impatiently. In a short amount of time, Davis and his group had become the top dogs in the illegal business circle in Reddof. No one dared to oppose them, knowing the risk of going up against the people from Fairbanks. "Relax. It's better if you tell your boss what you ju
Paulo felt a little intimidated as he looked at the thirty men standing before him. Less than a month had passed, but these guys had changed drastically. They looked unfamiliar—stronger and fiercer than before. "Where’s the Big Boss?" Gobu asked eagerly, glancing around for Dixon. This was the first time Gobu was getting direct orders from Dixon, and he was determined to perform his best. "He’s at home, having dinner with his wife," Paulo replied casually. "This is just a small job. If you guys can’t handle it, you might as well leave!" Paulo snapped. Immediately, the thirty men straightened up, focused and ready. They had only one mission tonight: to clear out every obstacle in Reddof’s illegal—in a single night! That was Dixon’s order. "Move out!" Paulo commanded, and in an instant, they disappeared into the night. Reddof was like a concrete jungle now, and Dixon’s pack of wolves were on the prowl, hunting their prey. Their targets had no idea what was coming. Davis wa
And from Paulo's words, Nico knew that this had all been planned long ago. He realized that Steven had deliberately set him up, trying to use Dixon to eliminate him! “Do you get it now?” Paulo sneered. “You’re not as dumb as you look. So, why did you even bother coming to Reddof just to suffer?” Nico glared at him sharply. “Don’t get cocky, Paulo! And Dixon too! We’ll take over Reddof for sure!” Paulo didn’t hold back—he slapped Nico across the face, hard. The sharp sound of the slap made Topan and the others twitch, but they didn’t dare move. Thirty ruthless men surrounded them, ready to attack if they resisted. Topan knew if they acted recklessly, none of them would walk away in one piece. Nico would have to swallow this humiliation. Bright red handprints marked his face as he stared wide-eyed, unable to believe the disgrace he was suffering. He had never imagined this would happen after returning to Reddof. Nico burned with rage—he wanted to retaliate, even kill Paulo.