"What's so special about this place?" Dixon asked. "The special thing is that they have separated from the control of the powerful families in the north for a long time. Now they run this business independently," Paulo explained. "Secretly, they have prepared many people and very skilled fighters, including an advanced grandmaster." That was very unusual. Of course, Dixon knew that for him, an advanced grandmaster was no different from a small child. It wasn't the fighters who were preventing them from solving Cos's problems. The core issue lay in the difficulty of changing the city's industrial structure. However, that was a problem that had to be solved. "The people from the Mopp Group wanted to solve the problems here, but they didn't know where to start. In the end, the problems dragged on until they were destroyed. If Diana wants to solve it now, we'll fix everything," Paulo said. Paulo knew that if Diana wanted something done, Dixon would definitely do it and succeed.

In a fraction of a second, the miners who had been holding their breath erupted into roars. They would rebel! They had always wanted to fight back but had always failed… they weren't united, brave enough, or powerful enough. Oba and the bosses had always beaten them until they were too scared to fight back. But now, they had seen Hose and Juki take down Van with their own eyes, proving that resistance was possible. They could rebel. They had to rebel! “Don't come any closer!” shouted one of Van’s men who lay on the ground. They tried to stand, but their legs were weak. Hundreds of miners surrounded them, and their stares alone were enough to make their enemies tremble with fear. “Get out of mining zone 1!” Henry shouted, leading the call of hundreds of miners. Their voices boomed like thunder. Fear made the guards crawl away, even though their bodies were covered in wounds. Henry's eyes were red, as were the eyes of all the miners. They never thought they could fight back and

"You must be Henry, right?" Their leader, Momoz, squinted and then waved his hand. "Break his legs!" he commanded. As soon as the order was given, dozens of men rushed in. "What are you doing? What do you want?" Henry stood in front of his wife, his face pale, trying to hold back his fear. "If you dare cause trouble, Mr. Dixon Edric won't let you get away with it!" One of the men raised his hand, ready to slap Henry. A loud slap landed on Henry's face, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. "Calling Hamilton Group or anyone else is useless! Your Mr. Dixon Edric had better disappear quickly before he dies a miserable death!" Momoz sneered. "Hit him!" The men immediately started beating Henry mercilessly. "AHHH!" Henry's piercing screams echoed. He fell to the floor, rolling, with both hands protecting his head, but they didn't stop. "Stop! Stop it now!" Henry's wife, who was enduring the pain of her arthritis, forced herself to get out of bed. She ran toward h

Tame's face hardened. "I'm serious. Don't joke around. Of course I won't hand it over. We fought tooth and nail for this territory...why should we give it to someone else?" Even though the initial capital came from a powerful family, they were the ones who ran it. They bore the pressure, almost dying multiple times. How could the fruits of that struggle be handed over so easily? "Tame, we can't keep relying on violence like we used to," Gomuka said. "Our status is different now. We're no longer part of the illegal underground just fighting to survive. If you can't change your mindset, your perspective will be narrow." Tame was sick of the word "situation" that Gomuka often used. What was the point of understanding a situation if it couldn't bring in money or pleasure? "Just get to the point. What's your plan?" Tame asked curtly. "Legally, Hom Mining belongs to the Hamilton Group. We can't stop them from taking it," Gomuka replied calmly. "It's their right. So we have to coop

Everyone had lost an arm or a leg. The sight was horrifying. Tame swallowed hard. All his arrogance and pride were gone. He looked at Gobu and the others, his voice trembling. "You… you…" Gobu shot forward and slapped Tame. Tame’s body was thrown aside, his face swollen badly, his teeth scattering to the floor. Before he could react, Gobu stepped on his chest. The heavy pressure instantly broke two of his ribs. "AHH!" Tame screamed. "Quiet!" Gobu barked, kicking him again. Crack! Another bone broke. Tame wanted to scream again, but he bit his lip and held it in. Who was this man? How could he break someone’s bones and then demand the victim not to scream? It made no sense. Tame wanted to curse at him, but he did not dare say a word. Gobu grabbed his collar, dragged him like a dead dog, and threw him in front of Dixon. Tame was terrified to the core. Suddenly, he felt that Gomuka had been right all along, they could not solve this problem with violence. Once t