From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639: The End Of the Battle (Part 1)

Ramon was already in a state of profound shock, his mind reeling from the reality of having lost his fight against Max. He honestly couldn’t believe it; his calculations had been flawless, his technology superior. Yet, as he lay there, there was only one simple answer that could explain the impossible: the person he had been up against had to be superhuman. The reason Ramon hadn’t come to this conclusion sooner was that Max’s abilities weren’t overtly flashy. It wasn’t immediately obvious when fighting him.

It had just seemed like he was slightly stronger, slightly faster, and slightly more durable than a peak athlete. But Ramon had to remind himself that he was wearing a full-body exoskeleton suit, a masterpiece of engineering that was incredibly fast and powerful. For a regular person to be able to break all that high-grade equipment with their bare hands and feet as Max had done, a superhuman constitution was the only logical answer.

What he couldn’t explain, however, was how the rest of his elite team, equipped with their own exoskeletons and backed by years of fighting experience, had managed to lose their battles as well. This was supposed to be an Organization-level crime group, a force capable of toppling small governments. They had appeared out of nowhere, rising through the ranks at a blistering pace. Was it possible that they held even more secrets than the Stern family?

’How could that even be?’ Ramon thought, his breath coming in shallow gasps. ’This group just managed to find so many of the right people to help them, people that no one else had kept their eyes on. Talents that were hidden in the shadows.’

’No, that makes no sense,’ he corrected himself. ’Other major gangs and syndicates would have made them lucrative offers if they were so skilled. There is no reason for them to help out a newcomer like Max. Unless... unless he was the one who fostered and grew them to what they are now from the very beginning. That’s the only thing that would make sense.’

But in a roundabout way, it still didn’t sit right with him. He couldn’t imagine a leader so young having the foresight and the sheer charisma to build such a loyal, lethal inner circle from scratch.

"It looks like the fight is over," Max said, his voice cutting through Ramon’s spiraling thoughts. Max’s ears picked up a strange, high-pitched buzzing sound, and then he saw it: a drone emerging from the rafters, its camera lens pointed right at them like a digital eye.

"This is Vivian," a voice crackled through the comms. "I have set up the drones at each of the floors to capture the final moments, and I am now displaying the feed on all of the screens throughout the facility. I even got one of your guys to bring out a high-powered projector to the front of the building, just so the crowds outside can see the result for themselves."

Right now, on every screen available in the building and on the massive projection shimmering against the exterior walls, was the undeniable image of the Black Hounds’ defeat. The members of the Gilt Rats saw their elite fighters fallen, and Ramon himself, the mastermind, lying broken on the stage. In stark contrast, those who had won the fight were standing strong, silhouetted against the lights of the arena.

"You... have lost this war," Max said, stepping closer to the drone and looking directly into the camera. his gaze was cold and unyielding. "And if you don’t stop fighting right now, I promise I won’t spare a single one of you. This is your final warning."

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