Chapter 648: Public Execution of Emily Taylor!
Erson Hols’ face was pale, and he couldn’t believe that these words ca out of Davy Barnett’s mouth!
Seemingly aware of Erson’s thoughts, Davy said indifferently, “Do you know why Ethan Smith lost? It’s because he has a weakness! And his weakness is Emily Taylor!”
“Otherwise, with his talent, another ten years or so of bitter cultivation, we really wouldn’t have any way to deal with him.”
“Erson, you’re the Vice President, so you should understand this principle.”
Erson’s face was extrely unsightly, and his heart was filled with bitterness.
As expected, Ethan was right.
“President Barnett, I won’t give up on my daughter,” Erson said softly as he got up from the ground.
Davy snorted coldly, “Then figure it out by yourself. Capital City Martial Arts Association will definitely not help you!”
Erson opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but he was interrupted by Davy’s rudeness.
“Get out!” Davy waved his hand.
Erson didn’t say anything more. He left with a wry smile on his face.
…
On the other side, Ethan’s injuries had not yet healed.
The battle seriously injured Ethan, and he also learned about the terrifying power of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
Not only do they have extrely strong combat power, but more importantly, they can co up with different battle plans for different opponents.
“No wonder they captured so many people in the prison…” Ethan gritted his teeth and whispered.
For the ti being, Ethan had no choice but to stay put and recover.
“I hope the man with the mustache will return soon,” Ethan thought.
As long as he could harness the power of those two male corpses, the Capital City Martial Arts Association would be nothing to worry about.
Even if they used the Martial Saint Weapon, they would be powerless!
At night.
Ethan ca to Erson’s house again, quietly waiting for Erson’s return.
“How did it go?” Ethan asked indifferently when Erson returned.
Erson hesitated, not knowing how to start.
Ethan sneered, “You don’t need to say anything. I already know the outco.”
Erson let out a bitter smile and said, “I’ve dedicated so many years of my life to the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I never thought…”
“Erson, as the Vice President of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, I can’t believe you’re so naive,” Ethan sneered.
“You’re trying to talk about feelings with capital? To them, the only criterion is whether there’s value in using soone.”
Erson sighed. He sat across from Ethan and took a hard puff of his cigarette.
Ethan said indifferently, “According to our agreent, you must listen to now.”
Erson glanced at Ethan and said, “I think I’ve already lost trust in front of Davy Barnett. There’s not much I can do to help you.”
“That’s not sothing you should be worried about. I’ll find a way to make you regain their trust,” Ethan said as he got up.
Erson frowned, “How do you plan to do it?”
“I have my own thods. When I need you, I’ll let you know,” Ethan replied.
“Erson, I hope you can keep your word. If you betray again, I won’t be softhearted,” Ethan warned coldly.
Erson smiled bitterly. At this mont, he had no other choice.
Ethan didn’t linger and left.
…
During the following days, Ethan stayed in a civilian house without leaving, slowly recovering from his injuries.
anwhile, the outside world’s speculations about the identity of the black-robed man were growing more and more.
In the end, all the speculation had reached a consensus.
That is: The black-robed man is Ethan Smith’s master! This ti, he took action to avenge Ethan Smith!
This theory received almost everyone’s approval!
“No wonder Ethan Smith’s progress was so fast, he had such a master behind him.”
“Tsk tsk, the master and disciple really have the sa temper, both are fearless.”
“This master must be even better. He has defeated the Capital City Martial Arts Association multiple tis, leaving them completely helpless.”
Looking at these comnts online, Davy Barnett’s face grew darker and darker.
The higher-ups had already given Davy Barnett the final order: Capture the black-robed man within three days or be removed from the position as President of the Martial Arts Association!
This made Davy Barnett even more anxious.
“It seems I have no choice but to use that thod.” Davy Barnett’s eyes turned cold, and he stood up, heading straight to the Taylor family.
In the heart of Capital City, there was a skyscraper.
It was said that the price of the building was ridiculously high, costing up to 300,000 per square ter!
And this building was the Taylor Group!
In an office on the top floor, four stunning won were in front of Kylan Taylor.
These won were all exquisite-looking with devilish figures, and so were even B or C-list celebrities!
At this mont, these won who were the center of attention, were kneeling in front of Kylan Taylor, serving him.
At that ti, Davy Barnett walked in from the outside.
“Mr. Taylor.” Davy Barnett said politely.
Kylan Taylor glanced at him and said generously: “Please, sit.”
Then, Kylan Taylor waved to the four won and said, “You ladies can leave now.”
“Yes, Mr. Taylor.” The won got up one after the other and left the office.
After they left, Kylan Taylor casually asked, “President Barnett, was there sothing you needed for?”
Davy Barnett hesitated for a mont before telling Kylan Taylor his purpose for coming.
After listening, Kylan Taylor’s face turned cold and he said, “A public execution for Emily Taylor? Davy Barnett, are you crazy? You want to disgrace my Taylor family?”
Davy Barnett already expected Kylan Taylor’s attitude, and he said with a bitter smile, “Mr. Taylor, I have no other choice. As long as you agree, I can promise you anything!”
Kylan Taylor snorted coldly: “Davy Barnett, I think you’ve gone mad! There’s no way I’ll agree to this!”
Davy Barnett’s face turned unpleasant, and after thinking for a mont, he said, “What if we reduce the scope, limit this public execution to within the world of martial arts only!”
“This way, we can minimize the damage to the Taylor family! What do you think?”
Kylan Taylor was furious: “Davy Barnett! Are you deaf? I told you, there is no way I’ll agree to this!”
“No matter what, Emily is my niece. A public execution? You’re just slapping my face!”
For a mont, Davy Barnett didn’t know what to do. This was the only thod he could think of.
“How about we do it this way.” At this mont, Dominic Taylor walked in from outside the door.
“Young Master Taylor.” Davy Barnett greeted Dominic Taylor politely.
Dominic Taylor nodded and then said, “Change the public execution to the public extraction of bloodline. Don’t you have a list? Limit the personnel to those on that list.”
“Invite the elegantly dressed young n from various great families to watch.”
“In front of so many people, publicly absorb Emily Taylor’s bloodline, and distribute the bloodline among young aristocrats of the major families.”
“At least it will look more reasonable.”
Davy Barnett suddenly felt cold, Dominic Taylor’s words seed to make so sense.
“The black-robed man is no fool. Publicly executing Emily Taylor? Even a fool could see it’s fake since the Capital City Martial Arts Association considers her a treasure.” Dominic Taylor sneered.
Davy Barnett quickly nodded, “Young Master Taylor is right!”
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