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Trillionaire they never noticed Single punch
"You know he's not going to call you, right? I can’t believe you just let him leave," a Concrete soldier muttered, his brows furrowed in disbelief.Scott's lips curled into a knowing smirk."Who said I did?" he stated calmly.The soldier's face twisted in confusion, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What are you talking about, boss?" he asked, tilting his head."You see... I know there's no way Wang Jian would call me to tell me where he's keeping Sandro after he left this place, but I gave him my phone anyway. Now, you may be wondering why I did that," Scott bellowed, his voice carrying a sharp edge of amusement. He then extended his right hand. "May I have your phone, please?" he requested."Ah, yes." The soldier nodded, quickly sliding his right hand into his pocket. He retrieved his phone and handed it over without hesitation.Scott took the device and began typing swiftly, his fingers gliding over the screen. After a few moments, he shifted his gaze back to the soldier and turned the
Trillionaire they never noticed Suppressed emotions
Scott stood over Feng's lifeless body, his gaze lingering for several moments. His chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths, but his mind churned with the weight of everything that had transpired. Finally, without a word, he turned on his heel and walked away, descending the grand staircase toward the chaos still unfolding below.The battle was nearing its end. The air was thick with gunpowder, the scent of blood mingling with the acrid stench of burnt metal. The echoes of gunfire had grown sporadic, each shot punctuating the inevitable conclusion. The Concrete Men moved with precision, their fingers squeezing the triggers one final time, sending the last of Wang Jian’s men collapsing to the floor in a symphony of dull thuds.Then, silence.It was an eerie, suffocating quiet, interrupted only by the ragged breaths of the surviving Concrete Men as they wiped the sweat from their brows, their adrenaline still surging. Some of them began pacing the battlefield, kicking over bodies t
Trillionaire they never noticed You are my enemy!
Scott tossed his phone onto the bed and swiftly made his way into the bathroom. He turned on the tap, leaned forward, and let the cold water pour over his head. Droplets cascaded down his face as he vigorously splashed water over his skin, trying to clear his mind. After a few moments, he straightened, breathing heavily, and stared into the mirror.His reflection stared back at him, eyes dark with unreadable emotions. His jaw clenched, fists tightening at his sides. He took in his appearance—the damp hair clinging to his forehead, the tension lining his features. A deep breath later, he turned on his heel, exited the bathroom, and grabbed his phone before heading downstairs.The scent of cleaning chemicals mixed with something metallic lingered in the air as the concrete men continued clearing up the carnage in the mansion’s living room. Scott glanced around, his expression unreadable, before stepping outside.The moment he did, his nostrils were assaulted by thick, acrid smoke. It wa
Trillionaire they never noticed Scott VS Teshidere
The unmistakable roar of an engine echoed through the quiet, desolate street as a sleek black car pulled up in front of the unfinished building. The deep, guttural purr of the engine reverberated off the skeletal concrete structure, sending a wave of unease through the dimly lit surroundings."You have got to be kidding me," Wang Jian muttered under his breath, his cigarette slipping from his lips as his fingers trembled slightly. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the vehicle that had just arrived. He didn’t need to take a second look—he already knew who it belonged to.The car door flung open with an air of dominance, and Scott stepped out, his movements measured and precise. He stood tall, his presence exuding a quiet authority that demanded attention. His cold, calculating eyes swept across the surroundings, taking in every detail with the sharpness of a predator surveying its domain. After a brief pause, he shut the car door behind him and shifted his gaze towards the uncompleted b
Trillionaire they never noticed That's for Lee
BAM!The impact sent him flying backward, his body crashing hard onto the cold, unforgiving concrete floor.He didn’t move.Scott lowered his fist, his expression calm and composed as he stared at the motionless figure before him. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and began to walk toward the staircase. However, just as he reached the first step, a shadow rose behind him—Teshidere.As though the powerful punch had meant nothing, Teshidere sprang up with unnatural resilience and closed in on Scott. In a flash, his thick, muscular arms wrapped tightly around Scott’s neck from behind."Thought you could get rid of me that easily?!"Scott clawed at the forearms locked around his throat, his breathing quickly becoming labored as he struggled to break free. The grip was firm—unyielding—and Teshidere’s strength was monstrous. The pressure around his neck intensified, cutting off his air supply with brutal precision.Scott thrashed violently in an effort to escape, his vision begi
Trillionaire they never noticed Deal?
“B…Boss. It’s good to see you,” Sandro muttered, his voice weak and raspy, yet laced with a flicker of hope.“Sandro,” Scott said softly, a rare glimmer of emotion piercing through his otherwise hardened gaze as he took in the sight of his old friend—bloodied, bruised, but alive.“You look like shit, boss,” Sandro commented with a faint chuckle, his lips cracked and trembling.“I could say the same about you,” Scott replied, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips despite the tension in the air.“That’s enough!” Wang Jian snapped, drawing Scott’s attention toward him. His grip tightened menacingly around the knife, the cold steel pressing harder against Sandro’s throat. “One move—just one—and I’ll cut his throat wide open.”“You don’t want to do this,” Scott said coldly, his tone like ice.“Oh, but I do. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t. You’re going to kill me anyway, so I might as well take your precious friend with me. If I’m going to hell, I’m dragging him with me!”
Trillionaire they never noticed Wang Jian's death
"He held you captive for weeks. Tortured and starved you day in and day out," Scott said, his voice low and cold. He placed a firm hand on Sandro’s shoulder, squeezing it gently but with purpose. "If anyone should send him to hell, it should be you."Sandro lowered his gaze to the silver revolver in his hand. His fingers curled tightly around the handle, knuckles whitening under the pressure. He stared at the weapon in silence, lost in a storm of memories that surged through him with a vengeance.His eyes flickered toward Wang Jian—beaten, bloodied, barely clinging to life. The same man who had haunted his nights, whose face appeared every time he closed his eyes.But among all the scars, one memory burned brighter, crueler, deeper.Mei.The kind-hearted farmer woman who had offered him shelter when he was on the run. She had taken him in without knowing who he was, fed him with the little she had, and offered her home without asking for anything in return. She smiled with a warmth th
Trillionaire they never noticed Come back home
Sandro stood in stunned silence for several moments, Scott’s words echoing in his ears. His expression was one of disbelief, as though he were struggling to comprehend the weight of everything he’d just heard.“Wow... that’s a lot,” Sandro finally murmured, his voice low and thick with emotion. “I had no idea you went through all this.”He paused, looking at Scott with concern. “Why didn’t you call for help sooner?”“Because I didn’t want my empire back home to get dragged into my personal war over here,” Scott replied, his tone heavy with regret. “But in the end… look what happened.”Sandro frowned, his eyes narrowing. “What about your mission? How’s it going?”Scott’s jaw clenched. “The bastard’s still in Spain. Still breathing,” he replied through gritted teeth, anger flaring in his eyes. “I’ve been working night and day for months—mapping out strategies, moving carefully to avoid suspicion, gaining allies—but now it all feels like it’s been blown to hell.”“It’s been months, boss,
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Feather
Meanwhile… Elsewhere on Scott’s estate…In a quiet, deserted section of the property, four guards sat in a loose circle on wooden chairs, their flashlights clutched in their left hands while their rifles hung over their shoulders. The air was cool and thick with silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or the chirping of distant insects.They were stationed near the outer boundary of the estate—a less-traveled area that bordered dense woods. "I can't believe boss is back, man." One of the guards said, raising his plastic and sipping the gin he held in his right hand."I can't believe that after all these months he finally returned. Many said he was dead, some said he abandoned the empire because of all the responsibilities. But he's finally back." Another guard spoke up, and a joyful expression evident on his face."I'm really glad he's back. Even though I haven't met him or see him, I know he's a good and generous man. He increases our salary every month back then. No
Position
Scott walked up the staircase, ascending toward his room with slow, deliberate steps. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment before pushing it open. Scott stood silently at the threshold, his eyes sweeping across the space as a distant, unreadable expression settled on his face.The room was exactly as he had left it months ago. Not a single thing seemed out of place. There were no cobwebs in the corners, no dust blanketing the surfaces—clear evidence that the maids had continued tending to it regularly. They must have believed he would one day return, and they had kept it in perfect shape, almost as if time had stopped here."At least he didn't touch my room," Scott murmured to himself, stepping inside and gently closing the door behind him.He moved toward the bed and sat down heavily, leaning his elbows on his knees, his back hunched and his mind consumed with thought. His face remained expressionless, but his eyes told a different story—one of confusion, disappointment,
Welcome back, boss!
Scott ran his fingers through his sleek black hair and paced back and forth on the raised platform. The things he was hearing now were vastly different from how things had been just months ago. It felt like everything had changed completely—as if he had been gone for years—yet it hadn't even been a full year since his departure."You mean Sandro never used the money I sent him to support the companies?" Scott finally questioned, his voice edged with disbelief."No, he didn’t," Kael replied audibly. "Whenever I told him the company was running low on cash, he would say we should manage because you hadn’t been answering your calls. The company was slowly going bankrupt because there was no money to sustain it. That’s why I took those loans.""Sandro?" Scott echoed bitterly. "How could he do this to me? I trusted him.""I don’t think now is the time for you to worry about that, boss. You literally just got back home after months. You should’ve told me you were coming—I would have—""What
Everything's changed
Kael stood motionless on the raised platform, a puzzled expression evident on his face as his eyes locked onto the sleek black car slowly driving onto the green field. The murmuring of the crowd faded into a tense silence as all heads turned to watch the vehicle approach. A thick wave of curiosity and unease swept through them, each person wondering who could possibly be inside.They all recognized the vehicle. It wasn’t just any car—it was a limousine reserved exclusively for the highest-ranking members of the empire. But all known high-ranking figures were already present on the field. The presence of this particular car raised an immediate and unsettling question: who else could it be?Down on the wooden platform, Jude Gallagher remained on his knees, his wrists still bound. He squinted at the advancing limousine, his breath caught in his throat. Then, slowly, a wide grin crept across his bruised face.“He’s… back,” he muttered softly, the words barely a whisper, yet somehow still
Public execution
The sleek black limousine kept driving through the street, and after what seemed like forever, they finally arrived inside an estate. This estate belonged to Scott, and tall mansions could be seen here and there. Scott sat in the car, examining the whole estate through the window."How I've missed this place," he mused with a smile, and the Limo kept driving forward. But Scott noticed something was wrong."Where is everyone?" he asked, raising a brow."They're all at the green field. Kael is going to execute Jude Gallagher today. The man betrayed the empire, and today is the day he will be judged," Jerry responded."Jude Gallagher? The accountant?" Scott questioned."Yes, sir. Kael recently discovered that Jude has been stealing money from the company. He’s been using the funds he stole to build a gang. Kael found his little territory where he kept his weapons—guns, daggers, machetes... and other ammunition. He’s also been using the money to hire men to work for him. Kael says he's be
Acting leader?
Elsewhere...Scott had already booked the flight and successfully paid all the bills. Now, he sat inside the plane after waiting for several minutes. He was seated by the window, and beside him was Ali. Ali had his head down, cold sweat trickling down his face as he muttered prayers under his breath.It felt like he was right back in Scott's jet, and it was crashing all over again. He hadn’t recovered from the shock and fear he felt during that incident, so right now, he was freaking out while sitting there.Scott, on the other hand, remained silent. His arms were folded, and his back leaned against the seat. His head was filled with thoughts, wondering how his home would look when he returned. It had been close to a year since he left, and he couldn't help but wonder how much had changed while he was away.He knew one thing for sure—things wouldn’t be the same. A lot must have changed, and many people might have even forgotten him.Scott pondered for several minutes, and when the pil
Head ripped off
Mr. Leeray grabbed the wooden table with a single hand and lifted it into the air, and he instantly spotted the man hiding under it. He tossed the table to the side of the room and shifted his gaze back to Joe. Joe's heart raced, his eyes filled with terror, and cold sweat trickled down his face. "What's the matter? Come on, rise up," Mr. Leeray gestured, and Joe hesitated. "I said rise up, man. You have no reason to be scared. As long as you do exactly what I tell you to do, we won't have a problem," Mr. Leeray added. Joe hesitated for a few seconds before rising up slowly. Before he could rise fully, Mr. Leeray grabbed him by the collar and picked him up aggressively. He moved swiftly to the wall and pinned him against it. "Please... don't kill me. I haven't wronged you in any way," Joe whimpered, and tears gathered in his eyes. "I won't kill you if you tell me what I need to know," Mr. Leeray spat, and his gaze fixed intently on Joe. "Where are my weapons?!" he questioned in
Blood Venom gang
The officer marched into the office, his expression fierce and unrelenting, his hands tightly gripping his AK-47. He scanned the room for a few tense moments before speaking.“Time’s up. Back to your cell,” he said, his voice deep and firm.“Remember what I told you. I’ll be back in two days,” Chief Jim whispered just as the officer approached Perez, grabbed him by the arm, and lifted him from his seat. Perez gave a silent nod, then exited the room alongside the officer.Shortly after they left, Chief Jim let out a heavy sigh and rose to his feet. He adjusted his shirt, smoothing out the creases with steady hands, before walking out of the room. As he stepped outside the station, the cool air met his face. He headed straight to his car, pulled the door open, got in, started the engine, and drove off without hesitation.---Somewhere else in the city…Inside the lavish living room of an opulent mansion, a towering man stood with commanding presence. His body was thick with muscle, his
Convince
Hearing the words of Chief Jim, Perez’s eyes widened, and his expression was a mixture of surprise and disbelief.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?!” Perez blurted out in disbelief.“Sshhh… keep your voice down,” Chief Jim hushed, and Perez swiftly covered his mouth with both hands.“What in the world are you talking about, Chief?” he repeated his question, but this time in a hushed tone.“You heard me right, Perez. I’m breaking you all out of there,” Chief Jim affirmed.“What? How? How are you even going to do that?” Perez questioned.“I have a plan already. Don’t worry about that,” Chief Jim responded. “I just came here to fill you in and tell you to get yourselves ready.”“Okay, but why do you want to do it? Why are you so eager to get us out of here? I have a feeling it’s not because you don’t like seeing us behind bars,” Perez questioned.Chief Jim sighed heavily, then leaned his hands on the table. “The last time I came here to visit you, I told you Jordan was the
