Although that guy was somewhat blindly arrogant.
William had to admit that it was fortunate Dixon had come to Africa, where the internet and communications were extremely underdeveloped, because of what had happened to his wife and daughter.
If a circuit in that psychopath's brain had happened to connect properly and he had used English to exert his influence directly,
then Earth would have had a real problem.
"Catherine, go talk to your Spartans first."
"Oh."
William sent the "well-behaved" Halsey away and led Hunk and the other Alphas over to Dixon.
He took off his suit jacket and handed it to an Alpha nearby, pulled his shirt out of his trousers, then crouched in front of Dixon with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Bauer."
"Mmm! Mmm!"
"Heh heh." William ignored his muffled muttering and continued.
"From now on, you can answer my questions only by nodding or shaking your head.
"Of course, you can also choose to ignore me or lie, but then the outcome will be..." He glanced at Hunk.
Hunk nodded without a word. His right hand reached into the holster beneath his suit, pulled out a pistol, and aimed it at Dixon's crotch.
"Mmph! Mmph!" Dixon shook his head frantically, his bloodshot eyes bulging wide.
That was his precious treasure! He would rather die than lose it!
"Click"—the firing pin struck empty.
There were no bullets.
"Mmph..." Dixon wet himself anyway.
"Sorry, boss. I forgot to load the magazine."
As Hunk spoke expressionlessly, he loaded a full magazine into the pistol and prepared to aim and fire again.
"All right, I haven't even asked the question yet." William raised his hand and "timely" stopped Hunk.
"Yes, boss." Hunk cooperatively put the pistol away.
"Heh heh." William kept smiling as he spoke.
"Mr. Bauer, the first question is