Billionaire God of War
Chapter 68
Brother Geoff looked at the dark-skinned youth sitting behind Rodney
Davis. His triangular eyes look quite sharp and the skin on his arms and legs
taut, so this young man was clearly a fierce fighter who practiced all sorts
martial arts.
A bald middle-aged man sat behind Bill Hale with half eyes
closed, and continued to look arrogantly.
"Damn it, these two damned things really cost a lot of money!"
Geoff's brother looked at Ethan. Ethan doesn't even look to Muay Thai experts
and that Master Han, and instead started playing with his phone.
"You've said enough of this shit, so why are you
spitting out so much rubbish? If you want to start, just start
now it's. Hurry up and get this over with, I've got other things to do, "answer
Tom Foster as if he didn't.
He then turns to look at Ethan, and Ethan takes his phone away. Him
look up and scan the room. His gaze completely ignored Master
Han and a Muay Thai expert and he looked disappointed.
"Where are your strong fighters?"
This one question from Ethan makes the face of Master Han and a Muay Thai expert
it was instantly grim.
They haven't even started fighting yet, but Ethan is now challenging them.
Martial arts practitioners have different auras around them and them
had noticed this about Ethan when he came in. But this question
it immediately angered both of them.
Ethan obviously didn't think much of them.
That disappointed look in particular, made them even more furious.
Though the Muay Thai fighter may not understand what Ethan is saying,
he could understand the look of disdain on Ethan's face.
"How dare!"
The first to speak was Lord Han.
His eyelids twitched as he slowly opened his eyes. There's a flash in
his eyes when they opened. "You punk, how dare you
dare to!"
When he sees Ethan, he knows that this guy probably only knows
some moves and not suitable for him.
Master Han didn't even think much of the Muay Thai fighter.
At best, Muay Thai fighters may be just a little harder to get to
tackled.
But if he was going to make a move, he would attack the person who started all this
in advance.
Master Han stood up and walked to the center of the boxing ring. He looked up and
keeping his hands behind his back as he exuded a lot
These 500 thousand seemed too easy to obtain.
He doesn't even have to be a strong fighter.
Bill Hale and the others were also offended. Tom Foster's subordinate is out
lanes.
He actually asked directly where their strong fighters were.
Is Master Han and the Muay Thai expert a ghost or something? Can't really
did he see them sitting there?
"Tom Foster, you're completely out of line, and your subordinates are worse.
But this is not a place for you to do whatever you like!"
Bill Hale continued calmly, "If you admit defeat now, get down on your knees
and kowtowing to me to apologize, I can let go."
What he wanted was for Tom Foster to lower himself.
But Tom Foster didn't seem to hear anything.
"Geoff, get the restaurant to set up a party. After we finish fighting here, we
will be back for a drink."
"okay."
Brother Geoff immediately called to arrange things.
Upon hearing this, everyone present, not just Bill Hale, had
evil expressions on their faces.
They all gathered to watch Tom Foster bow to the
they were, but Tom Foster actually dared to behave so boldly!
So it seemed that he would rather have his subordinates beaten to death than
humbling himself to others.
Everyone looked at Ethan.
There were many who looked on with disdain and sympathy. To them, Ethan has
following the wrong boss and will meet a terrible end. He's willing
risking his life for Tom Foster but Tom Foster doesn't seem to
it matters whether he dies or not.
Ethan's phone suddenly rang.
She pulls him out to find that Diane called him.
"Where did you go to buy dinner? Why haven't you
back?"
Diane sounded worried on the phone.
"Ask Mom and Dad what they want to eat."
Ethan just answers to them, "Mini lobster? Understood."
He hung up the phone and turned to Brother Geoff, "Message a mini lobster to
me, I'll pack it home."
The whole place became quiet.
The deadly silence.