Erson Hols looked around in a panic.
Ethan Smith said coldly at the side, "I'm different from you all. At least I have humanity."
Erson Hols looked at Ethan Smith with a complex gaze.
"Daughter, you go back to your room first," he said softly.
After sending his little girl back to her room, Erson walked up to Ethan Smith.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ethan Smith kicked him hard in the stomach!
This kick sent Erson flying!
His knees involuntarily hit the ground, shattering the floor!
"Erson Hols, you have a lot of guts," said Ethan Smith coldly.
Erson climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "Do whatever you want."
"Really?" Ethan Smith was furious. He stepped forward and slapped Erson across the face!
Erson knew he was no match for Ethan, so he just gave up resisting and let Ethan Smith treat him roughly.
Ethan Smith coldly watched Erson and said, "You can disregard your own daughter's life and death, are you even human?"
Erson gritted his teeth and said, "I'd rather trust the Martial Arts Association than you!"
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Ethan Smith laughed coldly.
At this mont, Ethan Smith suddenly changed his mind.
He looked at the Erson in front of him and said lightly, "If I wanted to kill you now, it would be easy."
Erson remained silent. He couldn't deny his fear. Facing death, anyone would be scared.
"But I don't want to kill you," said Ethan Smith lightly.
"Erson, how about we make a bet?"
Erson looked up at Ethan and asked, "Bet on what?"
"Bet on whether the Capital City Martial Arts Association is trustworthy," Ethan Smith sat on the sofa.
He picked up one of Erson's cigarettes and lit it. Then, Ethan lightly said, "You can go and tell the Martial Arts Association everything that's happened. Let's see if they will help you."
Upon hearing this, Erson couldn't help but sneer, "Ethan Smith, is the Capital City Martial Arts Association really that despicable in your eyes?"
"If I tell them the truth, they will definitely try to save my daughter!"
"Alright," Ethan Smith smirked coldly.
"If they really help you, I will never bother you again," Ethan Smith said.
"But if they don't help you, then you have to work for , deal?"
Erson Smith laughed incredulously, "Ethan Smith, you're definitely going to lose!"
"Okay, it's a deal." Ethan Smith didn't want to waste any more words with Erson Hols. He rose imdiately and left.
...
The next day.
Davy Barnett sat in his office, his face as white as a sheet.
Several days had passed since the black-robed man had appeared and they were still unable to capture him.
This not only tarnished the reputation of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, but also caused their superiors to doubt their competence!
"The higher-ups have given the order that we must catch this black-robed man no matter what," Davy Barnett took a deep breath.
But the last ti was their best chance. Now that they had missed it, would the black-robed man be so naive as to get caught?
"President Barnett, I have an idea," said his assistant suddenly.
Davy Barnett looked at him and nodded, "Speak."
The assistant said with a smirk, "It's generally assud that the black-robed man is connected to that Ethan Smith. And his actions seem to have sothing to do with Emily Taylor's bloodline."
Davy Barnett nodded, "And then?"
The assistant said calmly, "We can spread the word that we plan to execute Emily Taylor publicly. I don't believe that the black-robed man wouldn't show up!"
"As soon as he shows himself, kill him imdiately!"
It certainly sounded like a good idea!
Even Davy Barnett's eyes glead at the notion!
"It's a good idea, but Emily Taylor is after all the Miss of the Taylor family. Public execution? Isn't that slapping the Taylor family in the face?" Davy Barnett furrowed his brows.
"Even if Kylan Taylor has no feelings for Emily, he would definitely intervene for the sake of maintaining the face of the Taylor family."
The assistant dismissively replied, "President Barnett, why are you so scared of that Kylan Taylor?"
"You don't understand," Davy Barnett shook his head.
The assistant shrugged, "Well, I'm out of ideas then. Anyway, if we don't catch him soon, the higher-ups will definitely hold us accountable."
"By then, they might even disband the Capital City Martial Arts Association."
Davy Barnett's face was dark as he grappled with the decision.
"Forget it, I'll go and discuss it with Kylan Taylor. We might be able to find a perfect solution," Davy Barnett narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly, soone rushed into the office.
As soon as he saw Davy Barnett, the man kneeled on the ground.
This man was Erson Hols!
"Erson, what are you doing?" Davy Barnett narrowed his eyes.
Erson looked frantic as he said, "President Barnett, the black-robed man has poisoned my daughter. You have to help !"
"Poisoned your daughter?" Davy Barnett's eyes narrowed.
"Why would he target your daughter?"
Erson gritted his teeth and told Davy Barnett what had happened.
"As you know, I only have this one daughter..." Erson said in pain.
"For the sake of my daughter, I had no choice but to obey him. My daughter is only four years old, I... I can't watch her die."
"President Barnett, with the capability of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, you can definitely eliminate the poison in my daughter's body. I beg you to help ..."
Observing the desperate Erson, Davy Barnett's face remained gloomy.
His attention was not on Erson's daughter but, with a stern face, he said, "So... you're the one who tipped off the black-robed man?"
Erson's face changed. He hurriedly said, "President Barnett, I... I had no choice. If I didn't obey him, my daughter, he..."
"Bastard!" However, Davy Barnett slapped Erson!
This slap caused Erson to cough up blood and broke his rib!
"So you were the one who tipped off the black-robed man? No wonder we haven't been able to catch him," Davy Barnett said coldly.
Erson struggled to his feet. He gritted his teeth and said, "President Barnett, I can't lose my daughter... I... I was forced..."
"No matter how you punish , I will accept it. I just beg you to save my daughter! Otherwise, my daughter will definitely die..."
Davy Barnett snickered, "Erson, you've been in the Capital City Martial Arts Association for many years, right?"
Erson nodded, "Twenty-one years."
Davy Barnett squinted and said, "Then you should understand a principle. Once a person has a weakness, they lose their value, and your daughter is your weakness!"
"If you want to succeed, you must cut off your own weaknesses!"
Erson's face changed. He trembled as he asked, "What... what do you an?"
Davy Barnett stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "This is a good opportunity. Once your daughter is gone, your weakness disappears and your future achievents can go even higher."
"Since your daughter is already poisoned, take this opportunity to get rid of your weakness."
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