Chapter 422 I Only Want Your Head
"Kid, you've got skills," Fox said while dodging Noah's attacks. "Join me, and I'll give you everything—luxury cars, beautiful women, money, power. In three years, I might even make you head of the Law Enforcement Department!"
His eyes gleamed with genuine interest. "Why stay loyal to a dying man like Sidney?"
Fox continued his recruitment attempt, voice growing urgent. "Stop fighting now! I'm warning you—when my people come in, you'll end up just like Sidney—a corpse! Don't make me waste good talent!"
Before he could say more, a punch landed squarely on Fox's chest.
The impact sent him stumbling backward, nearly losing his footing. Pain tore through his ribcage—several ribs likely broken.
Unable to hold back, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"You're being stubborn," Fox snarled, killing intent finally appearing in his gaze. "I gave you a chance, but you're choosing death!"
Noah snorted with contempt. "A chance? You think I need chances from you?" He casually wiped his face, removing the makeup disguise.
Fox's eyes widened in shock, his entire body trembling. "It's you! Impossible! Noah! How can you be here?!"
"Yes, it's me," Noah replied, eyes cold with murderous intent. "Surprised?"
"Yes, I am!" Fox nodded, hiding nothing. "I never expected that not only did you survive my bullet, but you've actually delivered yourself right to me."
"Of course I came to find you," Noah said coldly. "You shot me once—if I let that slide, I wouldn't be Noah anymore. I'll use your ashes to pay respects to North."
Fox laughed mockingly. "My ashes? Stop with the empty threats. Do you hear the gunshots outside? Those are all my men. In a few minutes, they'll come in, and you'll be nothing but a corpse."
He shook his head. "Though I never expected you'd buy off Sidney to bring you in. Whatever—dead men can't threaten me anyway."
Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a thunderous crash.
"They're here!" Fox's eyes lit up with anticipation.
But instead of his Law Enforcement Department personnel, men in suits flooded in, all emanating a cold, dangerous aura. Several had blood on their clothes and faces, fresh from battle.
Fox's expression darkened with realization. "These aren't Law Enforcement Department people."
The newcomers—all members of Respect Noah Pavilion—had clearly eliminated everyone outside and rushed in on command.
"Noah!" they called out in unison, awaiting instructions.
"Take control of everyone here," Noah ordered calmly.
"Yes, sir!"
Thirty to forty men swarmed the room. The sounds of combat filled the air as the Silverlight City underworld bosses—caught without firearms—were swiftly subdued.
Within minutes, each had a gun pressed against their temple.
Fox proved more difficult. It took five Respect Noah Pavilion members to finally bring him down—and that was only because Noah had already injured him.
Without those wounds, it might have taken even more men.
Despite being pinned to the ground, Fox showed no fear. "I didn't expect this from you, Noah! All these men at your command!"
He laughed loudly. "And buying off Sidney! If not for him betraying me, I wouldn't be in this situation!"
"Fine, I admit defeat," Fox continued, scanning the room until his gaze landed on Ethan. Recognition flickered in his eyes.
"Well, well! Even Ethan from Oceanbridge City is here! Noah must have quite the reputation to summon you. These men are yours too, I assume!"
Ethan frowned. "You misunderstand, Fox. I came with Noah voluntarily. He's my boss. Helping him avenge being shot is simply my duty."
"He's your boss?" Fox looked back at Noah, stunned by this revelation.
Recovering quickly, Fox spoke with forced confidence. "Let's not waste words. Just tell me what you want! My family, the Murphys, holds a high position in Eagleland's eastern underworld. Few families can compare to us."
His tone became businesslike. "Noah, since you're clearly also a figure in our world, I can bring you into the Murphy family. I'll let you manage operations that would significantly boost your status throughout the region."
Noah looked down at Fox and shook his head slightly. "I don't want anything. I just want your head."
Fox's expression changed dramatically. "What? You mean to kill me? I'm from the Murphy family in eastern Eagleland! How dare you!"
"Of course I'm going to kill you," Noah replied coldly. "At The Luca Mansion, you nearly took my life. That debt must be repaid. And you must join North in death."
Noah crouched down, picking up a gun from the floor. He pressed its cold barrel against Fox's forehead, a murderous aura emanating from his body.
Cold sweat broke out on Fox's forehead as the reality of his situation sank in.
He struggled desperately against the five men holding him down. "Don't kill me! Noah! Noah!"
But Noah had already placed his finger on the trigger.
"Please!" Fox begged, his voice increasingly shaky. "If you spare me, I'll give you anything! The operations I mentioned—they're yours! I know a drug lord who supplies me with large quantities every year! We can share the profits—make money together!"
"I told you," Noah spoke softly, "I only want your head."
And he pulled the trigger.
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