Chapter 169 You're ruthless, but I'm even more!
After William freshened up casually, he took Sharon and Levi downstairs. The entire building was filled with a tense and uneasy atmosphere. Antony had arranged over a hundred security guards in the company, thinking that everything would be foolproof.
However, he underestimated the power of the three major families in the North district, especially Paul from the Miller family. He only had a little over a hundred security personnel from the Miller family. According to these calculations, they shouldn't be able to break into CH Real Estate.
But what he didn't expect was that Paul had secretly trained a group of skilled martial artists, which was Paul's trump card. Not only could these martial artists make money for him, but they could also quickly gather and charge into battle when needed. They were definitely a skilled team that could fight and make a profit.
With so many skilled fighters coming at once, Levi's people couldn't hold up and suffered a significant loss. They had no choice but to temporarily close the company's door and go into full defense mode.
"Bring Vincent down to me. It's time to use him," William said halfway as he suddenly remembered Vincent. It would be extremely useful to use him as a hostage to pressure his old man during this critical moment.
"Alright! I'll bring him down," Levi replied and left.
Then, William led Sharon straight to the lobby on the first floor. The company's glass doors were tightly shut, and looking through the transparent glass, they could see a crowd outside.
Paul was leading the group, accompanied by two men who clearly stood out from the average person with their strong build and muscular bodies. Their eyes were sharp and full of vitality, indicating their expertise.
William directly instructed someone to push open the glass door, and then he walked out with Sharon.
"Are you Paul, Vincent's father?" William shouted loudly from a dozen meters away, his expression calm.
"That's me! Are you William, the one who kidnapped my son? Hand him over, or I'll flatten this place today!" Paul took a few steps forward and said loudly, a hint of arrogance in his tone.
At the same time, Paul glanced at William from head to toe. Seeing that he was unremarkable, he then shifted his gaze to Sharon standing beside him, furrowing his brow.
Seeing this, Captain of the security team, Stanley, stepped forward and explained to Paul.
"This William is the one who kidnapped Vincent, but standing beside him is the boxer Sharon. She is very powerful, even Baca is no match for her."
"This woman doesn't look impressive. Did she really defeat Baca?" Paul knew that Baca was ranked third among black boxers and was very strong. His son loved betting on matches with him. He had expected this female boxer to be tall and muscular, but now it seems like she is just an ordinary woman, only a bit more captivating.
"Yes, she won two matches in a row in the gambling circuit. Baca could barely withstand her for less than ten moves before losing," Stanley continued.
Stanley's praise for Sharon made the two black boxers who came along with him snort disdainfully at him.
"Stanley, Baca is just a waste. I bet I could win with just one hand," said Carlos, ranked second among black boxers, with an air of contempt in his words.
In fact, Carlos's strength was on par with Baca's, but in front of Paul, he wanted to show off. If he could gain Paul's favor, his future prospects would be bright.
"Carlos is right. She's just a woman. How strong could she be? Carlos, go up and show them our strength. They should know what we're capable of," Paul also didn't believe that this woman could be that strong. It must be that Baca's skills were lacking; otherwise, how could he have lost?
"Alright, you'll hear good news from me," Carlos replied and immediately walked forward. He had already made a move before against Levi, and Levi was no match for him. So this time, he was very confident.
When he was ten meters away from William, he stopped and shouted loudly.
"Who else dares to come out for a battle?"
William frowned. This person was clearly not ordinary.
"Mr. Brown, he is Carlos, he's very strong, not even Levis is his match." The people on William's side couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they saw Carlos provoking again. They had already witnessed Carlos's strength before.
Not only was Levi no match for him, but several of their own also ended up knocked down by him. It was evident that his skill was indeed very strong.
"Sharon, go up and teach him a lesson." William secretly nodded. It seemed that they had to strike down their arrogance or it would be detrimental to the upcoming negotiations.
As soon as the words fell, Sharon stepped forward, and the atmosphere on-site became tense.
"So, you're the female boxer who defeated Baca? Perfect timing, I was just eager to witness your skills!" Carlos said and clenched his fist, attacking Sharon.
With a slight frown, Sharon fearlessly met his attack.
Both of them were formidable, with a back-and-forth exchange of strikes, leaving everyone watching in awe.
About ten minutes later.
Afterwards, Sharon gained the upper hand slowly and executed a side kick, which sent Carlos retreating backwards uncontrollably due to its immense power.
"This woman is getting stronger as she fights." Carlos took a breath and felt that his stamina was gradually falling behind Sharon's. Moreover, her moves had both increased in speed and strength, which puzzled him.
Typically, the longer a fight goes on, the more stamina is consumed, resulting in a gradual decline in speed and strength. However, Sharon was becoming more formidable with each passing moment, leaving Carlos puzzled.
"With your limited ability, you still think you can defeat me?" Sharon had initially been testing him, holding back her full potential until she had figured out his offensive and defensive moves, after which she focused on intensifying her attacks.
Accompanied by a scolding remark, Sharon once again launched an attack towards Carlos. After a loud yell in response, Carlos prepared to strike back with his fists.
However, Sharon swiftly switched from fist techniques to leg techniques, diving towards Carlos just above the ground. Carlos' fists landed in empty space, while Sharon, hovering close to the ground, swept his legs, causing Carlos to fall to the ground.
Carlos fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, Sharon flipped over and stomped on his arm without holding back. This time, she used all her strength, and a cracking sound could be heard as his arm was shattered.
Sharon then flew up, stepping on Carlos' other arm, rendering it useless as well.
Both arms went limp, and Carlos laid on the ground, howling in agony.
The onlookers trembled in fear. This woman, with an icy expression, was incredibly powerful, and her strikes were merciless. Carlos was clearly no match for her.
Upon witnessing Sharon's formidable skills, Paul's face turned grim. He now understood how his son had lost the day before.
"Who is this person to be able to gather such a skilled fighter with him?" Paul looked at William with envy and jealousy. Experts in martial arts like her were highly sought after by the three major families in the North District. He didn't expect to find one by William's side.
"Do you want me to teach this female boxer a lesson?" Diego, who was following behind Paul, volunteered.
Diego was the top-ranked fighter in the Black Boxing Arena and had extensive combat experience.
He had observed Sharon's battle with Carlos earlier and already understood her attack patterns. She had also expended a considerable amount of energy. Diego was highly confident that he could defeat this female boxer if he challenged her now.
"Wait for a moment. I'll let others wear her down first." Paul wasn't foolish. He only had one skilled fighter by his side now, and if they lost again, it would greatly demoralize them. Therefore, he decided to send others to challenge her in a continuous battle, using this opportunity to deplete the female boxer's stamina.
"Stanley, take people to challenge her!" Paul planned for Stanley to take people to challenge Sharon, wearing her down, but at this moment, Levi brought Vincent down.
"Mr. Brown, Vincent is here!" William glanced at the exhausted Vincent, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Finally, he had the upper hand!
However, as soon as Vincent saw his father bringing people, he immediately shouted, "Dad, save me." Vincent seemed to see hope in his eyes, and when he looked over, his father had brought hundreds of people, giving him confidence again.
"Release my son!" Paul's anger and fury surged upon seeing Vincent.
"If you want me to release your son, fine. Give me ownership of the GUY Club, and I'll release your son," William shouted loudly.
After witnessing the skill of the underground boxer, William had taken a liking to this underground boxing venue. With such a skilled team as a hidden card, it would be much easier to establish themselves in the North district.
"It's good to dream but I'll not give you my GUY Club even in your dreams." Paul was unwilling to give up the most profitable club of the Miller family. Moreover, the underground boxing venue was his hidden card. If he no longer had this skilled team, his power in the North district would be significantly reduced.
"If you don't give it, then your son will meet his God today," William said calmly, with a hint of threat in his tone.
"Do you dare to threaten me? If my son loses a single hair, I'll make you accompany him in his death," Paul arrogantly replied. He was capable of such actions. During his days on the streets, he was ruthless; otherwise, he wouldn't have reached his current position.
"Then I'll see how you make me accompany him in death." William coldly snorted, and then took out a small knife he carried with him from his pocket and directly stabbed Vincent in the stomach.
Vincent was bound with his hands behind his back, and with Levi holding onto him, he couldn't move at all. With this small knife, it went directly into Vincent's stomach.
Immediately, Vincent let out a painful scream, and crimson blood flowed out from his stomach, his face instantly turning pale.
"Paul, you're cruel, but I am even more ruthless. If you don't agree today, Vincent will die." William shouted loudly. It was now a battle of who was more ruthless.
Paul became greatly anguished upon seeing this, and his face gradually turned sinister witnessing William's unexpected toughness!
However, at this moment, Stanley suddenly seized the opportunity and gave a suggestion.
"At this moment, confronting William head-on won't benefit us in the slightest. It's possible that our young master might really die. Why not..."
"If you promise him, we can wait for young master's rescue and then find a way to seek revenge." Paul calmed down as well. William seemed ruthless enough.
"Alright, I'll remember this debt!" Paul swore to himself and took a few steps forward.
"William, I promise you. The GUY Club will be yours from now on! We can sign the contract on the spot."
"You really understand the situation. I like doing business with people like you," William said with a faint smile. Finally, the other party relented and immediately ordered someone to prepare the contract for transferring ownership of the GUY Club.
Soon, outside CH Real Estate, Paul signed the most humiliating contract of his life.
"Now, can you release my son?" Paul asked with a fierce expression after putting down the pen.
"Yes, but I would like to recruit the black boxers on site first. After all, they are technically mine now," William said with a faint smile.
As long as he recruited the black boxers, Paul wouldn't dare to back out, no matter what.
"Alright," Paul reluctantly agreed. He never expected William to be so shrewd. However, he believed it was impossible to win over the black boxers in a short time.
Then, with Sharon accompanying him, William approached the black boxers. There were over a hundred of them, with different levels of strength. If William wanted to win them over quickly, he had only one option - to offer money!
"My fellow black boxers, from now on, this black boxing venue belongs to me. Those who are willing to follow me will receive a minimum annual salary of one million dollars, with bonuses and commissions on top. Those with higher skills will receive even higher salaries."
As soon as his words fell, the black boxers fell into silence. For a moment, they did not react. They had never had a basic salary before, let alone an annual salary of one million dollars. The bonuses and commissions aside, why did it sound so unbelievable? How could there be such great benefits?
Paul couldn't help but smile when he saw their disbelief. Black boxers with a basic salary, and an annual salary of one million dollars at that? It just didn't seem trustworthy! It seemed that it would be much easier to regain the GUY Club or establish a new black boxing venue in the future.
Seeing that the black boxers didn't trust him, William furrowed his brows slightly and called Levi over. He asked him to bring a registration form and then spoke to the black boxers again.
"For those who trust me, come forward and register your name and bank account number. I will have someone transfer the money to you on the spot."
As soon as he said this, some of the black boxers began to waver and even show signs of eagerness.
"I'll be the first," finally, a black boxer stepped forward. He was thin and looked weak, probably the weakest among the black boxers. Since he couldn't earn money normally anyway, why not take a chance? There was nothing to lose.
He walked up to William and directly filled in his name and bank account number on the registration form.
William didn't hesitate and immediately transferred one million US dollars to him using his mobile phone. After receiving a bank notification, the thin and dark boxer became ecstatic.
"Guys, I received one million US dollars, he's telling the truth."
As soon as these words came out, the remaining black boxers eagerly came forward to register one by one.
"Mr. Brown, I'm willing to follow you."
"Mr. Brown, count me in."
"I'm in too."
All the black boxers eagerly registered. After all, having a guaranteed salary was an unprecedented benefit for them. Paul's expression became extremely unpleasant upon seeing this.
William, however, breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could stabilize this group of black boxers, everything would be easier afterward! The situation on-site had instantly turned around.
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