Chapter 666: The Prison Opposite Emily Taylor


    Just moments ago, the once boastful Nigel Reyes had inexplicably turned into a lifeless corpse within the blink of an eye!


    Hey motionless on the ground, the rainwater around him stained red with his fresh blood.


    No trace of emotion could be seen on the aged face of Jackson Harris.


    Rainwater coursed down his rugged cheeks. He turned around and started walking towards Ethan Smith.


    “Senior Jackson…” Ethan struggled to utter these words.


    Jackson Harris nodded slightly, bent over, and softly said, “Let me take you home.”


    “No…” Ethan refused his goodwill.


    He gritted his teeth and said, “This is a rare opportunity, I absolutely can’t miss out…”


    Jackson frowned, “In your current condition, can you even stand up?”


    Jackson knew well the side effects of this technique. Once used, it was impossible to stand up for half a month.<div>


    But Ethan stayed silent, gritting his teeth in determination and managed to stand up from the ground.


    “Senior Jackson… thank you….” Ethan struggled to utter the words.


    Jackson was momentarily at a loss for words.


    Observing Ethan in front of him, he felt a sudden rush of shame and regret.


    If only he had fought with the same desperate resolve as Ethan, would the oue have been different?


    “Senior Jackson, you must leave quickly…. We can’t let anyone discover your arrival…” Ethan spoke.


    Seeing this, Jackson didn’t say more. He nodded, took a step forward, and vanished from the street in the blink of an eye.


    After Jackson left, Ethan could no longer support himself.


    He staggered for a few steps before falling to the ground with a loud thud.


    “How remarkable.” Emerson Holmes’ voice sounded at Ethan’s ear.


    Ethan looked up at Emerson standing in front of him, finally letting go of his suspended heart.


    “Emerson… I leave it up to you…”


    After dropping this statement, Ethan directly fainted.


    Emerson stood there for a while. He sighed gently, then lifted Ethan and headed towards the Capital City Martial Arts Association.


    Within the Capital City Martial Arts Association.


    Davy Bat was sitting in his office, waiting for the good news from Nigel Reyes.


    “It’s been quite a while since the Capital City Martial Arts Associationst dispatched a purple robe.” A nearby assistant couldn’t help but exim.


    Davy Bat lightly nodded, “As for an existence like Ethan Smith, we must eradicate him while he’s still budding, otherwise he will be a bother. Deploying a purple robe isn’t much.”


    The assistant also nodded, “Yes, who would have thought that Ethan would be the ck-robed man. His strength indeed makes one nervous.”<div>


    While they were still talking, the office door swung open.


    Emerson, drenched in rainwater, then walked in.


    In his hand, he was holding someone.


    That person was none other than Ethan Smith.<div>


    Emerson dropped Ethan in front of Davy Bat without uttering a single word.


    Seeing this, Davy Bat was immediately shocked.


    He hurriedly got up and bent over to pat Ethan’s face.


    “It’s… Ethan!” Davy Bat was ecstatic beyond belief and greatly excited.


    “We finally caught this bastard!”


    The assistant on the side then asked confusedly, “Vice President Holmes, how did Ethan end up with you? Where’s Mr. Reyes?”


    Emerson lit a cigarette, spoke lightly, “Nigel Reyes is dead.”


    “What?!” Davy Bat’s eyes bulged out with astonishment!


    He red at Emerson and said in a cold voice, “You said Nigel is dead? Who did it?”


    Emerson pointed with his chin at Ethan lying on the floor and said, “Who else could it be, other than him?”


    “That’s impossible!” Davy Bat eximed.


    “Ethan Smith can’t possibly be Nigel’s match!”


    Emerson said in a cold voice, “His corpse is near my house. You should still find it if go now.”<div>


    Right as his voice fell, the phone on Davy Bat’s desk began to ring.


    He picked it up, only to hear the voice on the other end say, “President Bat, Nigel is dead. His head was blown off.”


    Upon hearing this, Davy Bat immediately sunk down onto the floor.


    “Ethan… has actually grown to this extent?!” Davy Bat muttered in disbelief.


    Emerson coldly said, “I told you before, we should’ve used the Martial Saint Weapon to kill him directly, but you didn’t believe me.”


    Davy Bat looked at Emerson and then asked curiously, “Even Nigel wasn’t his match, how did you manage to catch him?”


    Emerson looked at Davy Bat with cold eyes and said, “President Bat, what do you mean by this? I captured Ethan and you not only don’t reward me, but also want to me me?”


    After saying this, Emerson indignantly stood up, “This matter, I will definitely report it to the higher-ups to make a decision for me.”


    After dropping this statement, Emerson turned to leave.


    Davy Bat hurriedly stopped Emerson and said with a smile, “Vice President Holmes, I did not mean that, I was just curious.”


    Emerson snorted coldly, took a puff from his cigarette, and then said, “Ethan used a forced cultivation-raising technique, and that’s how he killed Nigel.”


    “And you should know the consequences of using this technique more clearly than me.”


    Upon hearing this, Davy Bat immediately understood.<div>


    He held his thumb up to Emerson and said, “You have aplished a great achievement this time. Rest assured, I will definitelymend you to the higher-ups.”


    Emerson waved his hand, “No need, I will tell the higher-ups myself.”


    “Good, good!” Davy Bat was still excited and seemed to have forgotten everything else.


    He nced coldly at Ethan lying on the ground and sneered, “Little bastard, finally got you!”


    “You’ve caused so much trouble for our Capital City Martial Arts Association. I’m going to kill you now!”


    Just then, Davy Bat’s hands glowed, surrounded by an overwhelming murderous spirit.


    Seeing this scene, Emerson’s heart raced!


    If Davy Bat directly killed Ethan now, all his efforts would’ve been in vain!


    “President Bat, don’t kill him now.” Suddenly, the assistant spoke.


    Davy Bat frowned and asked, “Why?”


    The assistant gave a bitter smile, “You forgot? The one who wants to catch him now is not just our Capital City Martial Arts Association. The officials are also after him.”


    “If we kill him now, how do we exin to the officials?”


    Upon hearing this, Davy Bat immediately understood.<div>


    He said with a bit of fear, “Almost brought trouble upon ourselves…”


    As everyone knew, the higher-ups were already bing dissatisfied with the Capital City Martial Arts Association. If they handled Ethan behind their backs, it would possibly cause a serious problem for the entire Association.


    “Let him live for a few more days then. Once the paperwork is ready, we’ll get rid of him immediately!” Davy Bat ordered coldly.


    In an instant, Davy Bat called for people to drag Ethan towards the prison.


    “Remember, lock him across from Emily Taylor.” Davy Bat instructed.


    “Yes, President Bat,” the men nodded in response.


    Soon, Ethan was dragged into the prison.


    The people in the prison saw this and started whispering among themselves.


    “Isn’t that the kid who broke into the prison not long ago?”


    “How did he get caught too?”


    “Tsk tsk, it’s truly unfortunate. Anyone who goes against the Capital City Martial Arts Association ends up the same.”