A Matrilocal Husband's Counterattack

Chapter 100: Do You Still Recognize Me?

Thirty minutes later, at the Green Mountain Security Base.

The base was located in the outskirts of ZH City, at the foot of Phoenix Mountain. It was surrounded by high walls, electric fences, and floodlights, making it look like a high-security prison to anyone unaware of its true nature.

In fact, Green Mountain Company was involved in many shady businesses—escorting shipments, land evictions, roadblocks, debt collection. As long as the price was right, Meng Dajun would do it all.

When Ethan was shoved out of the car by Thunder Leopard and his men, he caught a glimpse of the training ground where a dozen people, both men and women, were kneeling, crying, and trembling in fear.

They seemed to be the families of debtors and residents resisting eviction...

"What are you looking at? Move!"

After sending his injured men to get medical treatment, Thunder Leopard personally shoved Ethan into an office building, exuding an imposing aura.

While they were in the car, Thunder Leopard had personally handcuffed Ethan, binding his hands behind his back, leaving no chance for him to fight back.

The room at the end of the office building was wide open, about three hundred square meters. Besides a golden statue of the God of Warrior, it was filled with swords, guns, clubs, and whips.

When Ethan walked in, he saw over a dozen men and women waiting for him.

River Traum and Sitwell were prominently present.

They were receiving anti-inflammatory IV drips while glaring at Ethan with venomous eyes, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Both of them had been recuperating in the hospital, but when they heard Thunder Leopard had captured Ethan, they insisted on coming to see him.

To them, seeing Ethan suffer or even die would be the best remedy. They wouldn't be at peace until they witnessed his destruction.

River Traum and Sitwell were surrounded by their longtime companions, determined to regain their dignity after the humiliation at the club.

Several fashionable women crossed their long, fair legs provocatively as they looked at Ethan, their faces showing varying degrees of schadenfreude.

Just three hours ago, he had been so high-spirited, but now he was a prisoner.

This only proved that nobodies could never rise to power.

Meng Dajun hadn't shown up yet, seemingly uninterested in the spectacle.

"Well, well, didn't think we'd meet again so soon, did you?"

River Traum laughed at Ethan. "I told you before, I'm not someone you can afford to offend."

"All arrogant at the club, but now you're a coward, huh?"

Sitwell endured the pain and walked up to Ethan, gently slapping his face:

"Just because you know some martial arts and have guts, you think you're unbeatable? Let me tell you, the waters of ZH City are deeper than you can imagine."

"In a moment, I'll personally deal with you."

"You stabbed me once, so I'll use scissors to cut you ten times."

She took out a cigarette case, slowly lit a cigarette, and sneered arrogantly: "I'll make sure to take good care of you."

Ethan didn't even raise an eyelid, completely ignoring her taunts.

The fashionable women curled their lips in disdain, thinking Ethan was just putting on an act.

In their eyes, he was surely trembling with fear inside.