Chapter 669: Trash Will Always Be Trash_1
This instantly changed Dexter Blair’s face!
Ethan Smith’s palm was like a pair of iron pliers, gripping Dexter Blair’s fist tightly!
Even if Dexter Blair tried his best, he couldn’t break free!
“You... you’re supposed to be crippled already, aren’t you?!” Dexter Blair said in terror.
Ethan Smith grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
“I’m indeed badly injured now, with weak energy, but even so, you’re still not the kind of trash that can bully me.” Ethan Smith’s smile was incredibly bright.
Yet this bright smile left an indelible shadow in Dexter Blair’s heart!
“Trash is trash, even if I am seriously injured, you are no match for me.” Ethan Smith sneered.
“You... let go of me!” Dexter Blair roared in terror!
Ethan Smith ignored him and coldly said, “Telling me to kneel? Do you even deserve it?”
As Ethan Smith shouted, he raised his foot and kicked Dexter Blair’s calf!
The huge force instantly made Dexter Blair kneel down with a “thump”!
As Dexter Blair struggled to get up, Ethan Smith raised his hand and pressed it on Dexter Blair’s shoulder!
A powerful force came crushing down!
Dexter Blair felt like his shoulders were carrying a mountain and couldn’t move at all!
This humiliation made Dexter Blair’s face flush with embarrassment!
He had intended to humiliate Ethan Smith, but it turned out not only did he fail to do so, but he was also humiliated by Ethan Smith!
“How could this be...” Dexter Blair’s face was hideous, and his heart was incredibly painful!
Even when facing the weak Ethan Smith, was he utterly powerless?
How did the ant he once stepped on grow so much now?!
“You wanted me to kneel, right?” Ethan Smith sneered.
“You... let me go!” Dexter Blair struggled desperately.
“Alright.” Ethan Smith let go of his hand.
Seizing the opportunity, Dexter Blair hurriedly stood up, trying to flee, but Ethan Smith kicked him in the ass from behind.
Before Dexter Blair could even get up, Ethan Smith had already reached out and grabbed his neck, lifting him into the air.
“You said I was trash, didn’t you? What about now?” Ethan Smith coldly said.
“Even if my energy is dispersed, you are not my match; is this your pride? Tsk tsk, who is the real trash between the two of us?” Ethan Smith raised his eyebrows and said.
“President Barnett, save me!” Dexter shouted anxiously.
Davy stepped in and pulled Dexter out with one hand.
Afterwards, Davy looked coldly at Ethan and said, “You still don’t behave while locked up, Ethan, you’ve got guts!”
Ethan sneered, “You brought him in here, so you should have been prepared for the consequences.”
Davy’s forehead vein throbbed, he never expected Dexter to be so useless.
“I want to see how much longer you can be arrogant!” Davy snorted coldly.
After saying that, Davy left, dragging Dexter with him.
Time flew by, and the sky darkened.
In the cell, it was hard to tell day from night, as it was gloomy all the time.
“Bro, what’s your relationship with Miss Taylor?” someone in another cell asked.
“What did you do to get locked up?”
“You dare to talk to Davy Barnett like that, I respect you!”
Ethan had nothing to do, so he chatted with these people.
Almost all of those who were locked up were in the Military Marquis Realm.
And they all had one thing in common – they were filled with hatred for the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
This suddenly gave Ethan an opportunity. He rolled his eyes and said, “Brothers, if I ever get a chance to get out, I will definitely find a way to save you all!”
“Haha, dude, don’t joke around, we all heard that you probably won’t be able to leave,” someone nearby teased.
Ethan pretended to sigh, “Yeah, I’m really in trouble this time, but as long as I’m not dead, there’s still a chance, right?”
“If I really get out, I’ll definitely save all of you!”
No one took him seriously, but they all laughed and said, “Alright, we’ll be waiting for you.”
Ethan couldn’t help but sneer deep inside.
Everyone locked up here was a top-tier power. If he really had a chance to release them, he might have the capital to confront the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
By then, Green Moon Villa will surely become the number one sect in the world, unfearing any aristocratic family!
At this moment, the Capital City Martial Arts Association would never have imagined that the dying Ethan Smith was actually winning over people’s hearts in the cell.
In the following days, Ethan befriended these people.
Hearing about Ethan’s achievements, they were even more impressed.
During their idle chats, Ethan quietly inquired about the structure of the prison.
Everyone chatted about the overall structure of the prison, including the materials used in the construction, in great detail.