Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 109: Coach Biggie, you're a god!

Chapter 109: Coach Biggie, you're a god!

Chapter 109: Coach Biggie, you’re a god!

“Smack.” Ethan raised his hand and slapped the mature woman right on her jaw. In that instant, the room fell into an eerie silence.

They thought Ethan was just messing around, but he actually slapped her.

After being slapped, the mature woman’s mind went blank, her first reaction being anger. Being slapped in front of everyone was the ultimate humiliation.

But beyond the searing pain in her jaw, there was an indescribable tingling sensation.

In that moment, her mind flashed to a memory of her shyly lying in bed, looking up at her first boyfriend who was leaning over her.

It hurt a bit, but that strange sensation was still a precious and beautiful memory.

The expression on the mature woman’s face kept changing.

At this point, the audience realized something was off. They watched as she covered her cheek, her expression incredibly complex.

Ethan was also confused. He had just used his “Weakness Implantation” skill. What was going on with her expression?

The mature woman lifted her head, still covering her jaw, and looked at him with a complex expression. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but ultimately just nodded.

Then she quickly left, covering her face.

Her sudden departure left the room in an awkward silence.

Zoe immediately grabbed the microphone and shouted to the audience, “Everyone must be curious about Coach Biggie’s magic, so come on up!”

The audience was eager to try.

The show that night was a huge success.

Ethan kept using “Weakness Implantation,” followed by some cryptic remarks about face reading, and then a slap.

The women who came up to experiment were left doubting themselves after being slapped.

They all had one thought in their minds.

“Am I really a masochist?”

Ethan’s performance, recorded on smartphones by the audience, spread across the internet once again.

Coach Biggie was already a top influencer, and these videos quickly racked up views and shares, shocking viewers.

Ethan ended up earning a whopping ten thousand dollars in appearance fees and commissions.

He went back to the hospital to rest.

The video went viral overnight, topping the trending searches.

In the video, Ethan, dressed in a white suit and wearing a white mask, critiqued the women before slapping them.

The women, clutching the spots where he hit them, blushed and even let out uncontrollable moans.

At that moment, the internet went wild, with countless comments under each video.

“Coach! I want to learn this!”

“Coach Biggie, you’re a god!”

“I want to learn face reading.”

“Amazing, I’ve never heard of face reading that can reveal sexual preferences!”

That night, face reading also trended.

Abigaile, after getting ready for bed, was browsing her phone and saw the trending searches related to Dick. Her attention was immediately captured, and she clicked to watch.

Watching Ethan perform in a mask, she saw his new show.

Looking at his account, which hadn’t been updated in a while, his followers had already surpassed two million.

“Ah, you jerk!” Abigaile clenched her fist so hard it cracked: “I contacted you first!”

She had not only visited him in a cosplay outfit, intentionally showing off her thighs, but had also lent him twenty thousand dollars.

Yet, she hadn’t managed to gain any traction from it.

And all this buzz from the videos had nothing to do with Ethan.

After returning to his room, he greeted Blair, too tired to even change his clothes, and just fell asleep.

Each time he used “Weakness Implantation,” he felt a bit of his strength being drained. It wasn’t much, but it added up after using it over thirty times in one night.

Blair watched Ethan collapse onto the bed, put down his phone, got up to help him out of his coat, and then tucked him in before returning to his own bed to play on his phone.

The next day, Ethan didn’t go to the gentlemen’s club. It was now swarming with influencers trying to ride his wave of popularity, and he hadn’t anticipated his influence growing so large. After weighing his options, he decided to keep a low profile.

So, he and Blair ended up staking out outside a nightclub.

His health was back to normal, and he brought Blair along mainly for some company to make the stakeout less boring.

Although they both sat in the car playing on their phones, having a friend nearby was always more reassuring.

On the third day, Ethan finally spotted a familiar figure entering the gentlemen’s club.

It was Victoria. She had finally shown up.

“I’m going in, wait here for me,” Ethan told Blair, who was engrossed in his phone in the driver’s seat.

“Sure, call me if you need anything,” Blair responded without looking up.

After getting out of the car and straightening his clothes, Ethan deliberately waited about five minutes before entering the nightclub. Now officially on staff, he greeted the other employees casually, not drawing any attention.

He quickly scanned the booths and soon found Victoria. He walked over briskly.

“Hi, miss, do you mind if I sit here?” he greeted Victoria.

They had actually met once before in the hospital when Blair was pushing Ethan in a wheelchair and they passed by Victoria pushing her husband. But at that time, Victoria’s attention had been caught by Blair’s handsome face.

Ethan wasn’t worried about being recognized.

Victoria sized him up, noting his clean-cut handsome face, “You’re new, sorry, I already have an appointment with Leo.”

Ethan knew Leo,he was also a male escort.

At the gentlemen’s club, many customers preferred to stick with familiar male escorts for company.

“The thing is, I’m a magician,” Ethan said, sitting down beside her. “Let me show you a magic trick first.”

“Oh?” Victoria’s curiosity was piqued. “What kind of magic?”

“Watch.” Ethan gestured over his groin. “Nothing here.”

“Hmm?” Victoria was expecting something like a rose to be pulled out, but using his groin for a magic trick was indeed a surprise.

“Keep watching.” Ethan pretended to shuffle his hands around his groin, then clasped them together, pressing down: “This trick is called ‘The Beast’s Roar.'”

Victoria’s gaze was drawn to his hands, staring at his groin.

Ethan’s hands rose.

Victoria quickly realized it wasn’t his hands lifting on their own, but something else pushing them up.

“?”

She gasped, covering her mouth.

Ethan released his hands, and his groin was prominently elevated.

“You’re… Coach Biggie!” Victoria covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

“Shh.” Ethan put a finger to his lips. “May I join you for a drink?”

“Of course!” Victoria nodded. No woman would refuse a 10-inch Dick, and she stole glances at Ethan’s youthful, handsome face, guessing he was about 18.

An 18-year-old face combined with a 10-inch Dick was irresistible to any woman.

Seeing the expression on Victoria’s face, Ethan knew he had successfully piqued this woman’s interest.

He silently apologized to Michael in his mind, approaching his wife only to fulfill his wish.

You wouldn’t mind, right?