Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

This kind of "god" seems to rely on a kind of domain thing, similar to Ethan Smith's Heavy Falling Space.


As long as one exists in this domain, their body and mind would be greatly affected.


But Ethan Smith had absolutely no fear in his heart, so naturally, he wouldn't be affected by this domain.


He took a step forward, striding towards the Ghost Image.


"I will let your god taste my fist," Ethan Smith sneered.


As he got closer to the god, the light on Ethan Smith's fist grew brighter.


The light, as large as a grind pan, illuminated the dim domain as bright as day!


Ethan Smith's right hand slid, and his veins bulged.


Through those veins, one could seemingly see the blood flowing in his blood vessels, all turned golden.


Ethan Smith raised his fist, the sky-piercing light pushed horizontally towards that Ghost Image!


Chapter 1031: The Destruction of The Wright Family