The Substitute Son-in-law's Revenge

Rooftop Fight

"Shit!" Ethan cursed lowly and chose to stare back at the man in his arms, increasing his strength until he staggered out of breath and pushed him roughly to the side.

Coincidentally, there was a pile of discarded tables and chairs, and he hit his head hard. The man was instantly unconscious.

Ethan just looked at him flatly, then turned to stare at the dozens of people in front of him while rolling up his shirt sleeves. "It turns out that your preparations were much more thorough than I expected. I feel honored."

"Stop talking nonsense! You've entered the boss's villa without permission, and now you've even injured our two friends. You deserve to be in hell. Attack!"

The biggest man with a beard on his face raised his hand holding a whip and shouted loudly.

Ethan looked at him fiercely. But the five people on the man's right side were already running forward, about to attack him with their weapons. Suddenly, he dodged and kept dodging to the side.

"If you're a man, show some fight!" s