Seeing the target his daughter had pointed out, Ethan was surprised, glancing at his daughter. "Does mommy like this kind of stuffed animal?" "Yes, she does!" The little girl was quite sure as she nodded. At this point, Ethan didn't ponder any longer. He chose the target with the biggest plushie on the shelf and squeezed the rifle trigger. Bang!... Thud! Ethan's air rifle pellet hit the target precisely from over ten meters away. Immediately, the target was knocked down, accompanied by his daughter's elated cheer. "Hooray, Daddy! You hi
Knock, knock, knock! “Who might you gentlemen be? What brings you to our humble corner?" A middle-aged man, with a square face and a cleanly shaved head, a weathered rose tattoo prominently marking his upper left arm, barred the way to Ethan's car. He rapped gently on the vehicle's door with an expectant look on his face. Behind this imposing figure stood five or six younger men, each adorned with similar tattoos on their arms. Observing this spectacle, Ethan chose to remain silent. However, Abraham, otherwise known as the breezy young man with the nom de guerre 'Fox', couldn't help but pop his head out of the car. He flamboyantly waved his hand and called out to the man in a jovial tone. “Baldy, long time no see! How have you been?” At the sound of Abraham's voice, the older man's eyebrows rose sharply. Yet, recognizing a familiar face, he soon softened his stern expression somewhat, though his countenance didn't entirely lighten. "Abraham, what brings you to this part of town
“Kill him for me!" As his command echoed, the men following the man in floral trousers rushed forward, their machetes aiming for the middle-aged man. At this point, Spinel in the car suddenly opened the door. At the same time, Abraham and Joel also got out, glaring at the Dark Dragon gang and shouting loudly. "What are you trying to do? Who dares to cause trouble on our boss's turf?!” Hearing Spinel and the others' shout, the man in floral trousers was taken aback, quickly glancing over. "Who are you? This area now belongs to our Dark Dragon gang. If you do not wish to encounter trouble, then promptly make your exit!" The sudden appearance of the Spinel members caused the flower-pants clad man to flinch slightly. But upon seeing that there were only three of them, he did not continue to take notice, quickly shooing the trio away with a dismissive wave of his hand. At this point, witnessing the Abrahams unexpectedly storm out of the car, the middle-aged man couldn't help but r
"Damn it, even a simple task like that you couldn't handle, what the hell do I keep you around for?!" In the living room of a large mansion by the river, in the suburbs of New Single city, a shirtless middle-aged man, with a milling cutter in hand, still a bit bloodied, slammed his hand onto the table in anger. Kneeling in front of him was the man in floral pants who had just led his gang to the port. The man in floral pants, startled by the sudden outburst, trembled and kept his head low, not daring to look up. "Speak, why aren't you talking now? I sent you with such a large group, you couldn't handle even one bald man? What did you say to me earlier? You were going to bring his head to me? Where is his head now?!" The middle-aged man, Leon, suddenly stood up, landing several heavy kicks on the man in the floral pants. His kicks were so powerful that the man in floral pants couldn't contain himself and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. Yet he didn't dare utter a word. Becaus
“Ha ha ha, young Ethan, what wind blew you to my humble abode? Such an honor, such an honor! Ha ha ha!” Standing before the main entrance of the Sky bar, a middle-aged man with a bald head, clad in a red, modernized traditional long robe, incessantly rubbed his hands together while bursting into obsequious laughter. If not knowing well that the person was Big Brother Jevin, the leader of the Fish Market gang, The Spinel folks would not have recognized him - one of the top figures in the underworld of New Single city. However, Ethan's face bore no expression at this moment. He only glanced at Jevin briefly before walking straight into the bar. Seeing this, the Spinels quickly followed behind him. Meanwhile, the smile on Jevin's face hadn't faded; he even slightly bowed his head, not daring to look straight at Ethan. “Mr. Jevin, who was that just now? Why did they seem so arrogant? They didn't even consider us!” At this moment, standing beside Jevin was a young man, still quite g
"Hello, I'm Ethan's friend, Spinel. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Spinel, unfazed by Londyn's questioning gaze, even offered a warm smile and a polite nod. Londyn returned the greeting awkwardly. "You go ahead, my home isn't far from here. I'll contact you if anything comes up!" Ethan suddenly spoke, leaving both women in shock. However, Spinel recovered quickly, smiled, nodded, and said: "Alright, I'll go now." After her departure, Londyn turned to Ethan, her voice laced with a complex mix of emotions: "Is she really just your friend?" For some reason, seeing the way Spinel looked at Ethan, the closeness they shared, made her feel uneasy. However, she wasn't sure why she was upset and decided to probe Ethan. "Of course not!" Ethan answered without hesitation, which took Londyn by surprise. "But, she used to be my teammate. We have some work-related matters to discuss, that's why we met. What are you trying to get at by probing into our relationship?" Ethan quickly clarified, l
"Who?!" Discovering that someone had silently appeared behind her, the masked woman was slightly startled, shouting out in surprise. However, when she saw that the person appearing in front of her was just an ordinary high school girl holding a lollipop, the tension on her face relaxed slightly. "Kid, this matter has nothing to do with you. You'd better stay as far away as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for my cruelty!" With that, the woman in the shrouded attire planned to carry the unconscious London away from the couch in the living room. But at that moment, the young girl tilted her head, looked at the woman and revealed a somewhat strange smile. "Oh, is that so?" Seeing this action of the young girl, for some reason, the woman in the shrouded attire became slightly terrified. However, after scanning the surroundings once more, she didn't find what she was looking for. Eventually, the woman lost patience, waving dismissively. "Fine then, if you don't know your plac
“Are you alright?!” Noticing Ethan exiting their daughter's room, his complexion unusually pallid, Londyn rushed to inquire after him, a trace of anxiety creeping into her heart. “I'm fine, it's still early. I could use your help. While we wait for our little one to wake up, we could prepare for her birthday party!” As he spoke, Ethan cast Londyn a quick glance, just noticing that she had already donned her apron. She held a soup ladle, the very image of a dutiful and caring woman. But upon closer inspection, there was a smudge of flour on her face, which made him stifle a chuckle. "How so? Is there something on my face?" At that moment, Londyn also noticed Ethan's intent gaze fixed on her face. For an instant, her heart fluttered a little, and she hurriedly wiped her face with her hand. However, this action only served to spread the flour that was on her face instead of wiping it off, stretching it across her cheek. By now, Ethan was barely able to hold back a chuckle. Then, h