From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 607

Chapter 607: The Heavy Hitters

Ramon was completely sick and tired of constantly letting the upstart Billion Bloodline group get away. Every single time the Syndicate moved against them, Max’s people were arrogantly surpassing his corporate expectations and making him look weak.

Even now, orchestrating a , multi-gang siege, he hadn’t expected it to be this incredibly difficult and bloody to deal with one isolated group trapped in a single building. But standing in the ruined courtyard, he was vividly seeing exactly how the Rejected Corps and the Chalkline Boys had completely fallen to them in the past.

Regardless of the mounting casualties, he had aggressively turned up today with the absolute full financial and military power of the Gilt Rats backing him. He believed a stubborn resistance like this was going to happen eventually, and now, this bloody siege would just serve as the perfect, live-fire testing ground for exactly how his expensive, newly developed combat exoskeletons would perform in close-quarters gang warfare.

Leading confidently from the front, Ramon and Darius walked shoulder-to-shoulder toward the shattered Fortis lobby. As the other remaining members outside saw the leaders finally making their move—not just the defending Billion Bloodline Group, but their own Syndicate thugs as well—they scrambled to part the way. The grunts knew perfectly well how the two bosses would react if they accidentally got in their path.

However, seeing the enemy commanders clearly walking out in the open, of course there were those brave defenders who would act right from the front line, as there were some that were incredibly confident in their own strength.

In particular, a Bloodline defender named Rick—who was widely known as an unstoppable heavy hitter back in his high school street-fighting days—aggressively broke rank and charged directly toward them.

He roared and threw out a , haymaker punch aimed directly at the head of one of the towering men in a white lab coat walking ahead of Ramon.

"Do you rich bastards really think we’re just going to politely step aside and let you guys walk right through our front door?!" Rick shouted at the top of his lungs.

He held his wrist almost for structural support as he viciously drove absolutely all of his physical power and body weight directly into the heavy punch.

When the flying fist got agonizingly close to the man’s face, the enforcer in the lab coat simply reached out his mechanical, hydraulic-assisted hand. Without breaking stride, he effortlessly grabbed Rick’s incoming fist out of the air, stopping the punch dead straight with a sickening crunch of bone.

"What the... you didn’t even flinch!" Rick gasped, his eyes wide with absolute horror as the mechanical grip crushed his knuckles. "What type of ungodly monster are you?!"

Before Rick could even attempt to pull his shattered hand away or reply, the lab coat didn’t hesitate. The enforcer launched a devastating, hydraulic-powered fist right into Rick’s exposed stomach.

The sheer kinetic impact was like getting hit by a speeding truck. Rick was sent flying completely backward through the air, crashing heavily into a couple of the other Bloodline defenders holding the lobby doors and taking them down like bowling pins.

He hurled onto the marble floor, gasping like a fish out of water as he was desperately trying his best to gather the air back into his crushed lungs. Miraculously, he hadn’t completely passed out from the shock, and the adrenaline meant he could technically still fight, but it would be a very long while until he could even stand back up, let alone throw another punch.

If that devastating blow had landed on one of the physically weaker, regular members, Rick wasn’t so sure they could say the same. They would have been dead on impact.

After effortlessly and brutally dealing with the very first person that dared to attack their vanguard, it had provided a terrifying, physical warning to any of the others that were brave enough to go after the command group. But despite the fear, some of the loyal defenders still gripped their weapons, thinking they might be able to swarm them and do something.

That was, until a sharp, encrypted message had been universally received on all of the walkie-talkies and into the earpieces of the squad captains.

"Stand down! Everyone, stand down immediately!" Vivian ordered, her voice cutting through the comms with absolute authority. "Let the command group walk right through the lobby! It’s a total waste of lives to focus on the heavy hitters! Just focus entirely on surviving and fighting the regular thugs right in front of you!"

While Stephen was desperately continuing to fight for his life near the barricades, he paused for a fraction of a second and watched helplessly as Ramon, Darius, and the mechanical monsters casually entered the reception lobby.

’It’s not like I could physically stop them anyway, even if I really wanted to, right?’ Stephen thought bitterly as he lunged to the side.

"Ah... it’s that one, right? The Altered powerhouse," Ramon said softly, adjusting his glasses as he analyzed the Ranger. He didn’t even slow his walking pace. "One of you deal with him permanently. The rest of us will just keep going."

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