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471-And Now...
Two days later, twelve more disappeared into thin air. The people of Ormas began to sense that something was terribly wrong. Many forces had tried to provoke the Hamilton Group, yet Dixon remained calmly seated at a coffee shop—still as a statue, radiating his trademark calm and confidence. *** Several factions truly wanted to make a move, but none dared to act so far. They had sent countless people to investigate what was going on, but not a single one returned. Inside a recreational club, a few men sat with grim expressions. They were the bosses of the underworld in the city of Ormas. They too had considered going up against the Hamilton Group, but the information they received had come too late—other groups had already made their move. Yet the outcome remained the same. Every one of them had vanished. “What’s going on? Where did they go?” “Why is there no news at all? Who are these people from the Hamilton Group?” “We’ve lost so many men! Tambo, they all disappeare
470-...Deserved to Die!
“What is Dixon trying to do? This is a massive project!” Hansen asked. He didn’t want to get too involved, especially when it meant stepping back into a controversial place like the martial arts world. But it seemed he was already involved whether he liked it or not. Hansen sat back down on the sofa, and Agnes had peeled some grapes for him. “Dixon said if you’re not comfortable staying here, it’s okay—we can go back to Voroz tomorrow,” Agnes said, glancing at her father with a smile. “He said that as people get older, they don’t like being disturbed and prefer a peaceful life. Dixon said he understands that.” Hansen sneered. “Well… in that case, tomorrow we’ll…” He was about to continue when William came downstairs holding a bottle of wine. “Hansen!” William hurried down the stairs. “Come on! I finally found it! This wine is amazing—it’s from one of my friends!” “Let’s drink and catch up, shall we?” Hansen immediately stood up. His usually stern face broke into a smile. “Let’s
469-...Who Was That?
"Big Boss, what should we do next?" Gobu asked seriously. "We’ll make them come knocking on our door. I don’t need to go hunting them one by one," Dixon replied. "I’m curious to see how many more dare to challenge the Hamilton Group." The northern region wasn’t just dangerous—it was a complex world filled with all kinds of people and entangled powers. They might not be enemies of the Hamilton Group, but they could still attack it just to catch the attention of the Mopp Group. Opportunists like that—those who follow whoever's in power—had to be eliminated. "If one comes, I’ll kill one. If a whole group comes, I’ll wipe out the entire group," said Dixon. Dixon knew well that the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Likewise, the enemy of a friend is his enemy. Anyone looking to support the Mopp Group and the Mopp family didn’t care if the Hamilton Group was their enemy or not—they might have had no business with the Hamiltons. But they would still go all out to attack just to prove their
468-Too Late...
All of Tambo’s men trembled in fear, their hairs standing on end. They held their breath, not daring to breathe too loudly. All they could feel was terror and dread. “Five wounds on the chest,” Dixon continued, and Gobu immediately carried out the order. Within moments, Tambo was covered in injuries and gasping for air. His face was drenched in sweat. Tambo looked at Dixon in horror, barely able to speak. “Please... please... let me go, please let me go. I was wrong. I shouldn't have offended the Hamilton Group. I was wrong! Please, I'm begging you!” Tambo kept sobbing pathetically, but Dixon didn’t care—nor did Gobu or his men. Dixon gave another signal, and Gobu’s punch broke one of Tambo’s bones. A crack sounded, followed by a scream of pain from Tambo. His body stiffened immediately, and he passed out. He collapsed on the floor, motionless. Dixon glanced at him, then turned to the men who had brought Lokan there. Most of Lokan’s injuries had come from them. “Next,”
467-Tambo's Screams
"I think... there’s been a misunderstanding between us," Tambo said hesitantly. "I didn’t expect the Hamilton Group to have someone as powerful as you. If your intention is to take a man from the Hamilton Group in order to gain favor from the Mopp Group, I can hand him over to you directly." He suspected that Dixon wasn’t really from the Hamilton Group, but rather from one of the powerful families in the north. Perhaps Dixon was simply using this opportunity to prove himself to the Mopp Group. If that was his true goal, Tambo wouldn’t hesitate to give him the man from the Hamilton Group. Dixon stared sharply at him. "So you think the Hamilton Group can be messed with however you like?" Those words froze Tambo in place. The discomfort in his heart grew stronger. His heart pounded faster, and an uncontrollable wave of anxiety surged through him. He knew the Hamilton Group was strong, but they were still no match for the great northern families. He had never imagined the Hamilton
466-He Didn't Give Time
At Annola Coffee Shop... Not long after, several cars stopped in front of the coffee shop. Dozens of men jumped out and rushed upstairs. Their faces radiated murderous intent, ready to destroy anyone who stood in their way. Dixon had booked the entire coffee shop. Only he and his men were inside. They sat calmly, sipping their coffee, quietly waiting for Tambo to arrive. The moment Tambo showed up, he entered without a word. His subordinates surrounded the room in an instant. He sat down and poured himself a cup of coffee, not showing a single ounce of respect. “You’ve got some nerve!” Tambo said as he slammed the coffee cup down on the table. His voice was cold and heavy with pressure. “I want to know who you are and why you dared to cross me. If you don’t give me a proper explanation today, don’t expect to walk out of here alive.” “Dixon Edric,” Dixon replied calmly, glancing at him. “I’m from the Hamilton Group.” Tambo’s eyes immediately narrowed. He felt like he was
465-You Can So Whatever You Want
Tambo massaged his palm. He had used too much force, and now it hurt. He looked at the blood dripping from Lokan’s face and let out a cold laugh. “Beat him! I don’t believe his mouth is tougher than his bones!” Tambo ordered his subordinates. After that, he stopped paying attention to Lokan. He was simply waiting for someone from Hamilton Group to come rescue Lokan—and surrender in the northern market. Tambo couldn’t help but wonder how the Mopp Group would thank him for this. He didn’t expect someone like Beatrice to personally praise him, but even if a few directors from Mopp Group said a word of appreciation, it would be enough to earn him major benefits. He leaned back on the couch and grabbed some fruit from the table, stuffing it into his mouth before asking, “Has anyone from Hamilton Group shown up yet?” “We haven’t seen them come in,” his subordinate replied. *** Dixon and the others had just landed and were heading straight to downtown Ormas. “Boss, according
464-My Big Boss Will Come...
"Very soon. I don’t have to care about the goods or even the market, but I do have to bring our staff back," Dixon said seriously. "I gave them my word." Diana reached out and gently touched Dixon’s neck, then kissed him softly. "Be careful. I’ll be waiting for you to come home," she said quietly. Without wasting any time, Dixon called Gobu and a few others to meet him at the airport. Then he contacted Agnes. "You’ve been on leave recently, so don’t stay in Voroz City anymore. Come to Reddof," Dixon said, getting straight to the point. "I’ll be going up north for a few days. I need someone to hold down the fort in Reddof to put my mind at ease." Reddof’s defenses were tight. Even if a grandmaster showed up, there was no guarantee they could escape. But Dixon wasn’t willing to take any chances when it came to Diana and her family’s safety. With one more powerful fighter on guard, the city would become completely impenetrable. Dixon’s first choice was obviously Hansen. Han
463-Dixon Will Handle...
“Dixon is not our enemy, understand?” Gavo said. He then waved his hand and said nothing more. Turning around, he walked back into the house. Even if Gavo didn’t like Dixon, he had to admit that Dixon’s perspective, mindset, and abilities were not something an ordinary person possessed. *** Dixon left the northern mountains and returned to Reddof. The journey didn’t take long. He had entrusted the investigation of the two tattooed men from Rowo to Gavo, so he didn’t dwell on it further. Dixon knew that once Gavo truly grasped the gravity of the situation, his stubborn nature would make him treat it as a top priority. Sometimes, people in the martial arts world seemed old-fashioned, but when it came to right and wrong, martial artists deeply understood their responsibilities. When Dixon arrived at the Hamilton Group, he was met with bad news. “I didn’t expect those clowns to show up now,” Diana said angrily. “We don’t have any conflict with them, do we? This is clearly
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