"If the Allan family doesn't want us to misunderstand the situation, then you better step aside," said Peter, the strong fighter of the Allan family. If the Allan family wanted to take Lambo away, it meant they were guilty, and everything would be very different at that moment. "There is no misunderstanding," Bahal shook his head. "Andalaz's death has nothing to do with the Allan family." "But you said Lambo is one of the Allan family's men, and now this murder has nothing to do with the Allan family? If it has nothing to do with the Allan family, then what is Lambo's connection to your family?" "He killed Joddy!" The two old men glared at each other coldly. The stench of murder in the air thickened. Lambo smirked coldly as he watched the two men argue. He knew he was bound to die, but if he could make the most skilled fighters from these two powerful families fight each other, then he would die without regrets. "Men! Take Lambo back to the Romma family house!" ordered B

"Retreat! Retreat!" The men sent by the Allan family quickly started shouting, unwilling to be beaten to death. The man in front of them was definitely insane! "Retreat? I want to see where you think you can run!" the man sneered. Mona had brought her men and blocked the path. She waved her hand. "Don’t let a single one escape!" In just two minutes, not a single person from the Allan family was left standing. They were all sprawled on the floor with broken arms and legs, wailing in pain. "Tell the Allan family that if they dare to come and cause trouble in my family's territory again, I will beat them all down and wipe out the Allan family!" declared Clay Laon, the second son of Hor Laon. Clay’s cold gaze made everyone from the Allan family tremble in fear. Clay was a terrifying man, nicknamed **The Young Lion**—a truly dreadful figure. "Father wants you to come home," Mona said as she walked closer, looking at Clay’s muscular frame. She knew that anyone hit by her broth

Clay narrowed his eyes sharply in shock. How was this possible? Most people couldn't withstand his brutal attacks. Even martial artists hesitated to catch his steel rods barehanded—it would shatter their palms! Yet, Dixon had effortlessly caught both rods and redirected all of Clay’s attack energy into his chair, leaving himself completely unharmed. "HAAAA!" Clay roared in frustration. He felt humiliated. No one had ever blocked his attack before. Dixon was the first. Clay let out a furious growl and tried to yank his steel rods back to attack again. But he quickly realized that Dixon was still holding onto the ends of the rods, and he couldn’t break free at all. "You..." Clay stared at Dixon in horror. He used all his strength, his face turning red from the strain, but he still couldn’t reclaim his weapons. "Is this all the strength you have?" Dixon frowned slightly, looking disappointed. "So, the so-called 'Young Lion' of this city is nothing but empty talk."

"Hor, you hid this so well!" Peter sneered coldly. "It looks like we really can't let the Laon family stay in power." "What do you think the Laon family is holding my family in Voroz City for?" Hor slowly raised his fists. "I'm here to protect the Allan family and the Romma family!" "Nonsense!" Bahal kicked Hor, then stood beside Peter and stared straight at him. "Today, the two of us are here to kill you!" Peter and Bahal suddenly moved in perfect coordination—one on the left, one on the right; one in front, one behind. They shot forward with incredible speed. Despite facing both of them alone, Hor was undaunted. He immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Peter and Bahal. The scene of three exceptional fighters clashing was electrifying. Hor's abilities were far superior to his two opponents. Even though Peter worked in sync with Bahal, they were still on the losing side. It was terrifying! Mona was utterly shocked by what she saw. She had never known her father was this

News spread quickly. It was a battle that left one dead and two injured. No one had expected that Hor had been secretly hiding his skills all this time. Both the Allan and Romma families had assumed there was another highly skilled fighter in the Laon family, but they had never imagined it was Hor. The Laon family had two incredibly strong fighters. If they waited for Clay to grow even stronger, it would become difficult to destroy the Laon family. After Peter and Bahal returned to their respective homes, they were still shaken. The head of the Laon family, Hor, had died, and the Laon family had suffered a major loss in such a short time. News of this quickly reached Dixon. He had been expecting it. Ever since he visited Lambo in the hospital and ordered him to create a gap in Voroz’s illegal circle, everything had gone according to Dixon’s plan. "Hor is dead, while Bahal and Peter are injured," Paulo took a deep breath. "I can’t believe Hor turned out to be such a skilled