Chapter 172

Seeing that all of his men were rolling on the ground, crying loudly, Matt Peterson swallowed forcefully and took a step back in retreat.

He was no idiot. Ethan had managed to subdue so many bar fighters without hurting a finger. If he, who had no knowledge about fighting, tried to challenge him, he'd be in a worse state than these men.

Ethan watched his every move, then slipped his hands into his pocket and hooked his lips upward. "I asked you a question."

Although he sounded calm, there seemed to be an underlying coldness in his voice that instantly made goosebumps appear on Matt's body.

"Matt Peterson, do you really not remember what you said just now? Shall I jog your memory just a little bit?" Ethan asked and raised his brows.

Even though he didn't sound hostile, Matt found his words intimidating.

After thinking of a million and one things he could do to get out of the bar alive, Matt suddenly flashed a bright smile at Ethan.

"Mr. Black, was it? What I said, regardless of how man
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