Chapter 168 Just in time for the rescue
William brought Vincent under coercion to CH Real Estate in the North District. Antony and Levi were both present there, making it William's base in the North District. They had over a hundred security personnel, with a thorough defense prepared.
It would be sufficient to deal with any of the three families in the North District if they were to come knocking.
When William and his group arrived, Levi, who had received prior notice, personally greeted them at the entrance, accompanied by a few subordinates.
"Mr. Brown, you have finally arrived!" Levi respectfully approached.
"Take Baca from the car and tend to his injuries!" William instructed Levi after getting out of the car. He then asked, "By the way, where is Mr. Jones?"
"He went to negotiate a partnership with the Harrison family," Levi responded as Baca was being carried out of the car. William nodded approvingly. Antony was indeed efficient. If they managed to win over any one of the families, it would greatly benefit them.
Then they will be able to develop much faster in the North district, maybe they can resolve the situation here in the North district before the Bay Area land auction.
"What should we do with Vincent?" Sharon pressured Vincent to come out of the car, his face pale, obviously frightened by Sharon's little knife.
"Let's hand him over to Levi! Let him take custody," William thought for a moment and said, after all, Vincent was still valuable, able to exchange a few assets from his father's hands.
After handing over the person, William could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Sharon, Kayla, we will stay at CH Real Estate for the next few days! Something big might happen in the North district!" Since they wanted to take down the commercial district in the North district, it was the best choice to stay here. They could conveniently handle any emergencies that arise.
The reason for choosing to stay here was for safety. If they stayed at a nearby hotel, they might be ambushed by the families of the North district in the middle of the night.
"Sure, no problem!" Kayla didn't mind staying in the North district. In the past few days, she had to reorganize the new company of the Garcia Group in the North district, so staying here was convenient for her as well.
Sharon had no problem either, as she wasn't very particular about living conditions.
In the evening, Baca finally woke up, and William immediately brought Sharon to see him.
In a small room at CH Real Estate, a weak Baca lay on a leather sofa, looking a bit confused because the environment here was unfamiliar to him.
"You woke up," William said as he walked towards him.
"Who are you?" Baca tried to move his body but found that his left arm and left leg hurt a lot. He could only continue lying down, but his eyes caught sight of Sharon, standing behind William like a bodyguard.
Baca was slightly wary of Sharon, but William had already sat in front of him.
"I'm William Brown, Sharon is my cousin. I've had someone check on your injuries, and there's nothing major. Rest for about a week, and you should recover. It's fortunate that my cousin showed you mercy, otherwise your hand and leg would have been useless." William said with a smile.
Sharon did indeed intend to cripple Baca when he made her move for the first time. But after being stopped by William, she realized that he might want to recruit this person, so she showed some mercy.
"It was William's intervention that prevented you from becoming permanently disabled," Sharon said, expressing her gratitude to Mr. Brown.
In the world of underground boxing matches, Baca had fought in hundreds of matches over the past eight years. With no rules in these gambling fights, tragic outcomes were not uncommon. The brutality of these matches also brought high risks and huge rewards.
Winning a gambling fight meant not only receiving the employer's commission but sometimes also a share of the betting pool. The amount could range from tens of thousands to millions of dollars. So, even though many fighters were aware that losing the next match could be disastrous, they still risked their lives to step into the ring as underground boxers.
"How much can you earn in a year as an underground boxer?" William asked, pondering the question.
"Around 10 million dollars," Baca truthfully replied. Although Vincent had paid him 8 million dollars today to come here, he wouldn't receive a single penny if he lost the match. He would also have to bear his medical expenses if he got injured. Super lucrative deals like this only came once in a blue moon. Vincent was desperate to defeat William, which was why he had offered 8 million dollars.
"Alright, I'll give you an annual salary of 10 million dollars. You can follow me from now on and stop fighting as an underground boxer. Just work for me," William said calmly. Baca was among the extremely rare individuals who possessed great talent in martial arts.
"Really?" Baca wasn't naive. He knew that winning every underground match was impossible. As he grew older, his strength would decline, and there would come a day when he would be defeated on the stage. Once he loses an underground match, it was very likely that he would either die or be permanently disabled.
Thus, the best outcome in underground boxing was to mix with a reliable, influential figure or earn enough money to retire.
"Well, there are 5 million dollars in this card. Take it for now and focus on recovering from your injuries this week. I'll give you tasks when the time comes," William said, firmly placing a bank card in Baca's hand without any hesitation.
"Thank you, Mr. Brown." Baca was surprised that William had given him 5 million dollars in advance. This level of trust deeply touched Baca. Compared to Vincent, William proved to be much more reliable as an employer.
After leaving Baca's room, William also gave Sharon a bank card.
"Sharon, there is one billion dollars in this card. You did a really great job, Keep it up!" William wouldn't mistreat Sharon. It was all thanks to her that they had won two rounds of gambling against Vincent. They had earned over a billion dollars in betting money alone, along with the assets of Flow Hotel and GUY Club, which summed up to over ten billion dollars. It was all thanks to Sharon's efforts.
It could be said that without Sharon, none of these could have been achieved. William naturally wanted to reward her.
"Thank you." Sharon was a bit excited. She had never seen so much money before. When she was in the family, she was very poor. In order to keep the family alive, her Master Dilma had to send his disciples down the mountain to work as bodyguards for the wealthy and earn some hard-earned money.
Little did she expect that William would directly give her one billion US dollars. If her master knew about this, he would probably want to please William.
"You don't have to thank me. This is what you deserve. By the way, with so much money, what do you plan to do with it?" William asked with great curiosity.
"My master has always wanted to promote jujitsu. With this sum of money, he will definitely be very happy," Sharon tightly held the bank card, her eyes trembling slightly.
"One billion for the development of your sect and the promotion of jujitsu should be enough for the initial phase," William responded indifferently. He didn't expect Sharon to give the entire billion to her master. She was truly filial.
"Next time, you can take me to visit your family and have a chat with your master about investment," William smiled. If Sharon was so impressive, then her master Dilma must be even more impressive. And Sharon's brothers, their martial arts skills must also be strong. With such a powerful team of warriors, they had to be brought under his wing.
"If you go, my master will definitely be very happy," Sharon responded.
William nodded, thinking that he should find an opportunity to visit this jujitsu master in Brazil in the future, talk about investment, and learn jujitsu. It would be very rewarding.
It was very late when William finally went to rest.
In the office of the Chairman of CH Real Estate, there was a separate resting room and a bathroom for washing up, which was very suitable for living, but there was only one bed.
William told Sharon and Kayla to sleep on the bed, while he himself slept on the sofa in the chairman's office. After all, he was used to sleeping on sofas and didn't mind.
While William was sleeping and resting, Vincent's father, Paul, was raging in his mansion. Several men in black stood in front of him, too scared to utter a word.
"What use are you? You just watched as he kidnapped my son. Useless!" Paul shouted at them angrily.
"That person had a powerful female fighter named Sharon. She used a small knife to threaten the young master, and we couldn't refuse to let them pass. If they had made a scene and harmed the young master, wouldn't we be the culprits?" One of the men in black stepped forward and said. He was Stanley, the head of security at the GUY Club. He was present when Sharon kidnapped Vincent.
"The whole Black Fist Casino couldn't even defeat a woman. If this isn't useless, then what is it?" Paul scolded loudly once again.
Stanley didn't dare to respond. The other men in black remained silent as well.
"Have you found out who kidnapped my son?" Paul looked at them, growing even more irritated by their silence, and asked with a furrowed brow.
"Yes, we found out. After they kidnapped the young master, I sent someone to track them. They led us to CH Real Estate, and they haven't come out ever since," the head of security, Stanley, stepped forward and replied.
"CH Real Estate? Isn't that the company that The Power Group took from The Bell family before? It seems that this was done by Antony's subordinates. Antony sure has some nerve, daring to plot against me," Paul forcefully slapped the table, his face filled with anger.
In Paul's mind, all of this conspiracy and trickery was Antony's doing. Only Antony had the audacity to do such a thing.
"Sir, should I send someone to CH Real Estate to get them?" the man in black continued.
"Hmm, gather all the boxers at the Black Fist Arena and bring along the top two fighters on the strength rankings. Also, summon all the family's security personnel. Tomorrow morning, surround CH Real Estate. It's time to let Antony know that there's no place for him in the North district," Paul said, his anger real this time. Previously, when they took CH Real Estate from The Bell family, he could turn a blind eye, as it didn't directly affect him. But now, he had no choice but to take action.
If Antony continued to grow in the North district, it would undoubtedly disrupt the current order, and all the prosperity and wealth of the Miller family would vanish.
At the same time, this was also to pressure Antony into handing over his son.
The next morning, William, still in his slumber, was abruptly awakened by Levi's urgent voice.
When William opened his eyes, he noticed that Levi's face was very grim, and he seemed flustered. There were also several other brothers behind him.
"What's going on? Why do you look so worried?" William sensed that something big had happened; otherwise, Levi wouldn't be this anxious.
"Mr. Brown, early this morning, Paul surrounded CH Real Estate with over three hundred people, including some top-notch boxers. Several of our brothers are no match for them. What do we do now? Boss Jones went to negotiate a partnership with The Harrison family and hasn't returned yet."
Levi had already clashed with Paul's men before coming here, and he couldn't defeat several of their top fighters.
Levi came running frantically to wake up William since Boss Jones is not around. He had no other choice.
"What's the rush? Since he's here, I don't have to go find him!" William smirked. He was planning to negotiate with Vincent's father for asset exchange, but he never expected him to come to them!
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