Chapter 120 Titan's Wrath Chapter

Wulf could feel the murderous rage rolling off Ethan like a furnace. Even for someone like me, the pressure is heavy. Deep down, I can't help but wonder. Can Ethan really tear through the entire Titan Fist gang on his own? He sure as hell knows he can't pull off that kind of sh*t by himself. I get that Ethan is strong—scary strong. But even so, wiping out a whole gang solo? That sounds insane. As Wulf pulled the car up outside the seedy bar run by Titan Fist, the pounding bass thudded loud enough to shake the windows. It was the middle of the night, but nobody in the neighborhood dared to b*tch about it. The rich had already packed their stuff and moved out, and the ones who stayed kept their heads down, pretending the noise. And the gang didn't exist. Nobody had the balls to mess with Titan Fist's psychos.