The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 48 It’s Me

Chapter 48 It’s Me

"Got it!" Damon bowed again and waved to the four men behind him. "Take Jon away!"

Four of Damon's people then walked towards Jon.

"Master Eight, please spare me..." Jon struggled to speak.

Just then, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the courtyard. Two middle-aged men led a group of people inside.

"Mr Malcom, Mr Jimenez, help..." Seeing them, Jon cried out for help like he had caught a lifeline.

"Hmm? Who did this?" asked Dwight Malcom, the second man in the Malcom family. Then he scanned the scene and stopped his gaze on Damon. "Master Eight, have you gone too far?"

In his opinion, only Damon would dare to touch Jon in this situation.

"Ignorant!" Damon snapped at him.

"Master Eight, do you think we won't touch you? Do you believe..." Zed Jimenez, the second man of the Jimenez family angrily rebuked him before being interrupted by Billy's words.

"It was both of you who brought Jon here?" asked Billy.

Dwight turned his head towards Billy and asked, "Who are you? Do you have any right to speak here?"

"So that's it?" Billy spoke again before turning to Bartholomew. "Mr Dawson, how many industries have they taken from the Dawson Family over these years?"

"I know!" Laura spoke up loudly without waiting for her grandfather's response.

"Our company, which produces cosmetics worth nearly two billion, was forcibly acquired by the Jimenez family for fifty million! Additionally, a pharmaceutical company worth nearly three billion was snatched away by the Malcom family for less than one billion!"

"I see." Billy nodded and looked at the two men. "In five years, with interest included and rounded up to a whole number, it should be just about double. Here's what we'll do, the Jimenez family will put up four billion and the Malcom family will put up six billion, and I'll let you both leave alive."

The Dawson family members all gasped in shock. Laura blinked her eyes and thought to herself, "This guy must have learned math from a gym teacher or something."

Dwight laughed out loud. "Kid, did the Dawson family hire you to be their comedian?"

"Mr Dawson, you haven't learned your lesson during these years. In this case, don't blame us. Tomorrow you'll get to rent a place, this estate is ours now!" Zed Jimenez looked at Lee and said.

"So you're not gonna repay the money?" asked Billy.

"Kid, do you wanna die? Get him, break his legs! Make him kneel." Dwight Malcom ordered his men.

A group of people behind him moved forwards to Billy.

"Two of you, let me give you a piece of advice. If you don't want to die, follow Mr Gardner's advice, or you will regret it!" Damon, along with his people, got in their way.

"Master Eight, you better think carefully. Are you sure you want to stand up for this kid? If you don't believe us and piss us off, we'll make sure you're out of Ozin overnight!" Dwight spoke coldly.

"You can try!"

"Very well! Since that's the case, starting tomorrow, Eddie will take over your position as the underground king of Ozin!"

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you something, Mr Malcom." Damon sneered coldly and continued, "A few hours ago, Eddie and his four henchmen were dead already!"

"Hmm?" Dwight frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Don't you believe me? Why not call and ask?" Damon suggested.

"You better not be playing games!" As he spoke, Dwight pulled out his phone and dialled Eddie's number.

"I'm sorry, the number you have dialled is currently unavailable. Please try again later." A robot voice came through the receiver.

Dwight felt a twinge in his heart. He then dialled another number of one of Eddie's henchmen. There was no answer either.

"Now you believe it?" asked Damon.

"Damon, how dare you! Did you kill Eddie? How dare you!"

"It's me. I killed him." Billy spoke up. "You have ten minutes. If the money isn't transferred to the Dawson family account by then, I'll send you both down to meet Eddie!"

Zed was taken aback. "Who are you, kid?"

He felt a sense of unease and his right eyelid twitched inexplicably several times.

"If you want to know who I am, call your brother and ask him if he remembers what happened at Crown Hotel a few days ago," Billy said again.

"What!?" Dwight and Zed exclaimed in shock.

Meanwhile, Damon and Ezio exchanged a glance and saw the same look of astonishment in each other's eyes.

Dwight and Zed had heard about the thing that happened at Crown Hotel. They had been wondering who could have such audacity as to openly challenge the three major families. Now they were relieved as they heard Billy's words. With the strength that Billy had displayed, not only challenging but even wiping out all three major families would be child's play.

"You... you're that person from Crown Hotel?" Dwight was drenched in sweat already. He had heard about what happened from his big brother long ago and knew for sure that whoever it was couldn't be trifled with by his family. Afterwards, even including the first family, the Watkins didn't make any moves because they were afraid of SHADOW backing up their opponent. The three families privately communicated with each other initially suspecting that it was related to the Miles family's affairs. However, several days had passed since that day, they reckoned that the mysterious man might have come solely to seek revenge for Miss Miles without knowing who was responsible for the annihilation of the Miles family since he hadn't taken any further action. But now, unexpectedly, he was standing up for the Dawson family. As Dwight considered a certain possibility, he started trembling uncontrollably.

"You have five minutes to transfer the money!" Billy spoke again.

"Young man, stop being arrogant! That day, someone from SHADOW was there to help you. Today, I want to see who else can help you! I am avenging my deceased nephew!" Zed gnashed.

After saying this, Zed turned his gaze towards Dwight and said, "Dwight, don't let him scare you. There are so many of us. What are we afraid of? Let's kill him!"

Then he raised his hand and gave an order, "Everyone, get him! Kill anyone in the way!"NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.