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476-Dixon's Power...
"You must not take his life," Dixon said. The air around Dixon began to shift. Now, he resembled a fierce dragon cloaked in an aura of cruelty and power. As soon as those words left his mouth, Dixon moved. BANG! The stone tiles on the floor shattered into pieces! Dixon moved like lightning! The members of the Behnam family were instantly terrified. They couldn't even see clearly what Dixon was doing. All they saw was a shadow flash by—and suddenly, Dixon was already standing in front of the masked man. A single punch was thrown, sending shockwaves through the air. Even Gavo couldn’t hide his astonishment. He knew Dixon was unimaginably powerful, but this punch still made his heart pound wildly. The masked man didn’t dare to lower his guard. Dixon’s speed alone told him that this young man was no ordinary person. He struck back with a punch of his own, just as fearsome as a feral tiger emerging from the mountains. Their fists collided with a thunderous crash. The masked man's
475-It Was Dixon
Gavo demonstrated each technique from the martial arts movements of Sect A. He didn’t know how much the members of the Behnam family could remember or understand the movements, but this was the only thing he could do for them right now. The masked man stepped back a few paces, but the cold and disgusted glint in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. It was as if he only wanted to see how powerful the routine was—and clearly, he was disappointed. “But today, all of you must die!” the masked man shouted. Suddenly, he moved at a much higher speed than before, throwing a powerful punch aimed at Gavo’s leg. Both men were knocked back! Gavo staggered back five or six steps. His leg went numb, and he struggled to stay on his feet. Meanwhile, the masked man only took a single step back—and without pause, charged at Gavo once more. The wind from his strike howled like a tiger descending from the mountains. The explosion in the air sounded like the roar of a wild tiger about t
474-The Masked Man
Two family members of Behnam family flew through the air and vomited large amounts of blood from their mouths mid-flight, dying shortly afterward. Their bodies crashed heavily to the floor, shocking everyone present. The faces of the Behnam family members in charge turned pale. "Who are you?!" one of them shouted loudly. The only response he got was another flying corpse. It was kicked into the courtyard, its bones completely shattered. Blood was everywhere, and everyone's hair stood on end. Someone started screaming. It had been a long time since anyone had seen such a terrifying sight. A figure slowly walked into the hall. The strange smiling mask sent chills down everyone's spine. "Behnam Family," said the masked man. His voice was raspy, as if filled with sand. His sharp eyes stared at Gavo with utter disgust. "The Behnam Family has crossed the line and deserves to die." His voice was calm, but it radiated murderous intent. "How dare you! How dare you cause trouble
473-He's Here...
The Behnam family couldn’t possibly handle a problem of this magnitude on their own. If that group truly decided to go on a rampage, it wouldn’t just disrupt the martial arts world—it would shake the entire world. This wasn’t just any ordinary group—they were a gathering of madmen. Individually, they weren’t that dangerous. But if someone managed to unite them… the mere thought sent a chill down Gavo’s spine. Now Gavo understood why Dixon willingly walked into the darkness to crush evil, even though he could have lived a comfortable life as a respected man with everything. “Come to the Behnam residence. I’ve made an important discovery,” Gavo said curtly over the phone. This wasn’t something that could be left to mere speculation. Perhaps once Dixon arrived and they exchanged information, things would become clearer. After ending the call, Gavo stood in front of the ancestral hall for hours, watching the sun slowly set. A bad feeling weighed heavily on his chest. It was as if so
472-He Contacted Dixon
Many of those who had once wanted to attack Reddof in the past were now filled with fear. But of course, there were still many who remained undisturbed. This was the North, after all! This wasn’t a place where just anyone could stir up trouble or get their way. Reddof’s restricted territory? Even they wouldn’t have had the guts to pull off something like this. These newcomers were clearly here just to cause trouble and try to gain something out of it. “Tsk. You're giving them too much credit. This is the North, home to some of the most powerful families. Do you really think they're just for show?” “What’s the big deal about Reddof being a forbidden zone? It’s not them. I’m sure it’s not. They wouldn’t dare cause trouble in the North!” “Let’s wait and see. Someone will crush them by tomorrow!” As expected, several powerful families in the North sent their most skilled fighters. Their bases in Ormas had been wiped out overnight, so they had no choice but to respond. A number of hig
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,”
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