Godly Investor:A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 144

Upon seeing what Ethan just did, the burly man just shakes his head.

"You stupid, stupid boy,"

The burly man’s laughter bood across the arena, his massive fra shaking with dark amusent. His eyes glead with malicious delight.

"Did you even read what you just signed, did you?"

At that mont he cracked his knuckles slowly, but deliberately, each pop echoing in the tense silence.

"Another fool to add to my body count soon"

He whispers to Ethan with a deadly smile on his face.

"When this is over,"

he growled, spittle flying from his lips.

"they won’t even find enough pieces to bury. You just signed your own death warrant! and I won’t have to hold back, your loud mouth has cost you"

However Ethan did say anything but his Intense gaze was focused on the man

At that mont the bell rang, its sound sharp and final, cutting through the thick tension like a knife.

"Ti to end this quickly"

the man said as he launched himself forward like a freight train. His scarred fist, still stained with the blood of last opponents, whistled through the air toward Ethan’s face.

imdiately the crowd gasped collectively, so of their faces turning away from the arena, their phones still recording what they thought would be another brutal death.

However Ethan’s thoughts were calm, focused.

"So slow"

He said, almost disappointed with how Predictable the man was.

imdiately he shifted slightly, the massive fist passing harmlessly by his ear. The motion seed effortless, almost lazy – yet carried an otherworldly precision.

"Your strength ans nothing against true power"

Ethan said, his hand flicking out with surgical precision. To the crowd, it looked like he barely touched the burly man’s midsection.

There was no visible impact, no dramatic sound – just a whisper of movent, like a gentle breeze through autumn leaves.

The burly man’s eyes widened in sudden shock, his confidence shattering like glass.

"What... what is this?"

He said with a low voice, his final thought flickered through his mind as his montum stopped as if he’d hit an invisible wall. His mouth opened in a silent scream that never ca.

Then, without a sound, his massive fra crumpled to the mat, his lifeless eyes staring at the underground arena ceiling. The silence that followed was absolute, broken only by the soft thud of soone’s phone hitting the floor in shock.

Nobody could move a muscle. Nobody breathed.

"What kind of monster is he?"

The collective thought seed to pulse through the crowd as they stared at the infamous killer lying motionless on the mat, his eyes still wide, they thought he was going to stand up soon, but to their greatest surprise he didn’t even move a muscle.

At that mont Ethan straightened his posture with casual grace, as if he’d done nothing more strenuous than button his shirt.

"Just too easy"

He said, almost disappointed with the outco of the fight. His footsteps echoed like drumbeats in the silence as he walked to the organizer’s booth.

Without a word, he held out his hand. Imdiately the bracelet was placed in his palm with trembling fingers, the organizer’s face ashen.

’ Who the hell is this guy’

the man thought to himself, his eyes seed to beg, all thoughts of contracts and prize money forgotten.

Without even saying any word, Ethan then turned walking to words to his dorm friends.

Seeing Ethan walking towards them the crowd parted before him like waves before a shark, their survival instincts screaming danger.

their eyes dropped to the ground as he passed, no one daring to et his gaze. Even the toughest fighters pressed themselves against the walls, trying to beco invisible.

"How did he even win, did any of you see anything"

soone whispered, the words barely audible.

"We should go,"

Ethan said to his friends, his voice eerily normal, as if they’d just finished watching a movie.

However three of his friends didn’t speak, didn’t argue – they just nodded frantically, their faces pale as sheets.

’What the hell just happened?’ one of them wanted to ask, but fear sealed his lips.

Not long after leaving the underground arena the group made their way through the facility, the silence following them like a shadow.

Each footstep seed to echo with unspoken questions they all wanted to ask.

As they erged into the cool night air, their relief was short-lived. There, blocking their path under the lights, stood a line of n in black suits, their expressions grim and waiting. Their stance spoke of military training, their eyes reflecting sothing darker than re authority.

’Things just got interesting’

Ethan said to himself, his fingers brushing against the ancient bracelet in his pocket.

At that mont one of the n in an expensive charcoal suit stepped forward from the line, his movent fluid and practiced like a predator.

Silver threads in his tie caught the light as he approached Ethan. Though he appeared unard, there was sothing lethal about his presence.

seeing one of the n walking towards them Ethan friends instinctively backed away, one of them stumbling slightly.

The other breath ca in short gasps, while the last eyes darted between the suited n, counting weapons he couldn’t see but sohow knew were there.

’Please I don’t want to die here’

He started crying inside his mind.

"Impressive performance,"

The man’s voice was smooth as aged whiskey, each word carefully chosen.

With a slight smile played at his lips, never reaching his calculating eyes.

"Very... efficient."

At that mont he didn’t even allow Ethan to say anything he reached into his jacket – several of his n tensed, he pulled out a sleek black business card.

The embossed silver text seed to shimr under the light as he held it out to Ethan.

’fishing with expensive bait’

Ethan mused.

"Our agency would like to use soone with your... unique talents,"

he continued, studying Ethan’s face for any reaction.

"We’re always looking for exceptional individuals just like you and I think we found one."

His smile widened, showing perfect white teeth that glead like a shark’s.

Ethan wanted to say sothing but the man Interrupted him.

"I know you’re worried about the money and all, the compensation is, of course, substantial."

He paused for a mont.

"We will pay you Ten thousand dollars."