Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations-Chapter 241 -
Suddenly Ethan stopped the car and came down.
He paused mid-step, his hand resting lightly on the door handle of his sleek black car. His sharp senses had already caught the rumble of the approaching bus, but he kept his posture relaxed.
At that moment the vehicle screeched to a halt a few meters away, and the doors swung open with a metallic groan.
One by one, men began stepping out, their faces obscured by scarves, their hands gripping a variety of weapons—bats, pipes, and even a few knives.
Ethan didn’t know what was going on, however From the look of things, they weren’t not here to talk with him.
However Ethan’s gaze remained calm, almost indifferent, as the group formed a menacing line in front of him blocking every escape routes. Their leader, a burly man with a scar running from his temple to his jawline, stepped forward.
"You know why we’re here," the man growled, his voice carrying a coarse edge.
"Come with us quietly, or we’ll drag you along—covered in your own blood."
At that moment the air grew heavy, the threat hanging like a blade over the scene.
At that moment Ethan’s lips twitched slightly, but it wasn’t a smile—it was something colder. His eyes scanned the group methodically, noting the grip strength on their weapons, the tension in their shoulders, and the focused glances they exchanged.
However he knows they wouldn’t be able to do him any harm, but still he want to know his sent them.
Seeing Ethan still standing in his position and didn’t look moved.
The leader took a step closer. "Don’t make this harder than it needs to be, boy," he sneered. "We’ve got orders, and you don’t wanna know what happens if we’re forced to get... creative."
At that moment Ethan straightened, his hand dropping from the car door. He tilted his head, his voice cutting through the tension with eerie calmness. "Orders from who?" he asked, though he already had a good idea.
Hearing what Ethan just said.
The men bristled, their confidence faltering slightly at Ethan’s unflinching demeanor. "You think that matters?" the leader snapped, raising his bat.
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"Your last chance. Quiet or bloody, it’s your choice."
Ethan’s eyes darkened, his posture shifting subtly—ready. "I think," he said evenly, "it’s about to be your worst mistake."
The street fell silent, the tension coiling tighter, as both sides prepared for what would inevitably come next.
Not wanting to waste anymore time with the men Ethan stepped forward, his voice cold and unyielding.
"Go ahead. Force me."
Seeing Ethan boldness the men hesitated for a moment he wasn’t expecting him to be this bold like they meant nothing to him, At that moment he exchanged uncertain glances, before the leader barked, "Get him!"
With a roar, the group surged forward, their weapons raised.
Immediately Ethan moved like a shadow, swift and precise. The first man swung a bat, but Ethan sidestepped effortlessly, twisting his arm and sending him sprawling to the ground. Enjoy new tales from novelbuddy
Immediately another lunged with a pipe, only to find it wrenched from his grip and used against him.
One by one, they fell, groaning in pain, their weapons clattering uselessly to the pavement.
Seeing what just happened and how quick the fight ended the leader stood frozen as his men lay defeated, clutching bruised limbs and broken pride.
At that moment Ethan turned to him, his face calm yet terrifyingly intense.
"You’re still standing," Ethan said, his tone low but commanding. "Good. now it’s time to answer my question because I have just one."
Upon hearing what Ethan just said.
The leader backed away, but Ethan closed the gap in a blink, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him forward.
"Who sent you?" Ethan asked, his voice as sharp as a blade.
Upon hearing Ethan words and the deadly look on his face.
The man stammered, his confidence shattered.
"It—it was her," he finally blurted out. "The actress—the one you fired. She said... she said you ruined her life."
Ethan’s gaze didn’t waver.
"Take me to her mansion. Now."
Immediately the man nodded frantically, stumbling toward the bus. Ethan followed, stepping inside and gesturing for the man to drive. The remaining injured men scrambled to their feet and fled, wanting no part in what would come next.
The journey was silent, tension hanging in the air like a storm waiting to break. When they finally arrived at the sprawling gates of the actress’s luxurious mansion, Ethan stepped out, his eyes scanning the opulent structure. The boss lingered by the bus, too terrified to move.
At that moment Ethan adjusted his clothe, his face unreadable, and approached the gates.
Ethan and the boss stepped into the grand mansion, the lavish decor starkly contrasting the tense energy between them.
The living room was filled with the second FL’s family, lounging comfortably on expensive furniture. Their laughter and idle chatter halted as soon as they saw Ethan standing there.
Immediately the eldest among them, a sharp-featured man with a domineering presence, raised a brow.
"What is this?" he asked, his voice dripping with authority. His eyes narrowed as they darted from Ethan to the boss. "Why is he walking in here unscathed? Didn’t I tell you to cripple him before bringing him here?"
At that moment all eyes shifted to Ethan, they couldn’t understand what was going on anymore, they all thought he would be dragged in. But for some reason they didn’t understand, he walked in all by himself.
At that moment the boss’s face turned pale, his bravado from earlier completely shattered. Without a word, he dropped to his knees in front of them. His trembling hands clasped together as he pleaded, "I’m sorry! He was too powerful for us! We didn’t stand a chance!"
Again the room fell silent even more, the air thick with tension.
Immediately all eyes turned to Ethan, who stood tall and unbothered, his gaze steady as he scanned the faces of the family members.
"Well," Ethan finally spoke, his voice calm yet cutting, "I see the family of an actress shares her flair for drama."
