Chapter 1817

Matthew took a deep breath. "I'll work hard." Moshe watched as Matthew took a sharp breath, his lips and neck muscles twitching uncontrollably. It looked like his body couldn't handle the fear. He menacingly grinned and locked eyes with Matthew before nonchalantly remarking, "What did you just say? I can't hear you." Matthew looked around the room. Marion, Clinton, and Tommy. The three of them were petrified, staring at Moshe in shock. Behind them were four burly men with guns. Some were smoking, and some were chatting. These thugs looked like they were used to this. But then they all did something odd. Without saying a word, they all raised their hands and covered their ears. Matthew quickly glanced around, and his gaze snapped back to Moshe. He shouted, "I'll do my best!" Moshe grinned. "Your voice is too soft. Even the women are louder than you. Shout at the top of your lungs." Matthew suddenly yelled, "I'll give it my all!" Moshe nodded in approval. "Keep it up. Don't sto