Ethan and Felix lock eyes, a tense moment between them. Ethan breaks the silence, asking, "Did Max put you up to this?"Felix responds, "This isn't about Max... it's about Ariana and me. We have something to settle between us," with a smile on his face.Ethan retorts, "Then why are you telling me this? I have nothing to do with Ariana."Felix explains, "I'm just informing you so you can be aware."As Felix walks away, Ethan continues to watch him. He knows that this person is incredibly dangerous, responsible for four deaths. Ethan believes he should pay for his actions, Ariana is right to tried to kill him on that fateful day."I need to get the whole truth from Ariana," Ethan decides, heading back home with determination in his steps.Ethan returns home to a tense atmosphere in the living room. The entire family is gathered, with stern eyes fixed on him. Cora sits beside her mother as she attempts to console her.Mrs. Wilson starts, "How dare you do that?"Ethan is confused, wonde
Ethan is currently packing his bags, contemplating revealing his identity. Maybe this is the time.Just then, Sean knocks on his door and greets him. "Thanks for the other time," Ethan says gratefully.Sean responds, "I told you not to thank me; I'm not doing this for you, but for myself. I'm even partly responsible for why you're leaving."Ethan continues packing, intrigued. "I'll let them have you back," Sean suddenly declares.Ethan looks up, puzzled, and asks, "Why and how?"Sean replies, "You don't have to know. I just want you here with me," in a childlike manner.Ariana's voice interrupts them, "I can see you two are friends." Sean quickly corrects her, "No, I'm not his friend," and walks away, leaving Ariana to talk to Ethan.Ariana asks, "Can you finally accept my request?" referring to the house and the ring.Ethan declines, saying, "No, thanks. I'll sort myself out.""Why are you so stubborn about it?" Ariana inquires.Ethan bluntly responds, "I just don't want your help,"
The room fills with tension as Ethan packs his luggage, fully prepared to leave the house. He can't help but feel a sense of finality in his actions. Just as he is about to walk out the door, Mr. Wilson enters, accompanied by Sean, who sports a sly smile that makes Ethan uneasy. "Stay... but I won't tolerate any stupid behavior from you again," Mr. Wilson says, his tone stern but somewhat conflicted. Ethan can't help but wonder how Sean has managed to change his father's mind; Sean is undoubtedly a master manipulator, and that smile only confirms it. "Thank you, I will be appropriate from now on," Ethan replies, bowing down, trying to hide his shock at this sudden turn of events.Cora, Mr. Wilson's daughter, enters the room, her face clearly displaying her disapproval. "Dad, you're letting him stay?" she asks, her brows furrowed in frustration. "Yes, my daughter, we're trying to prevent more catastrophe," Mr. Wilson explains with a smile, though Cora's anger remains evident. Sh
Ethan recalls the name from the dashboard and wonders why he's receiving a call from this individual and for what reason. He promptly contacts Black Scorpion and relays the information to him, saying, "Do a background check on him, and make sure not to lose sight of Max."Black Scorpion acknowledges with, "Yes, boss, we won't." He then hangs up.*****When Sandra leaves her home in the morning, she senses someone is following her but can't see the person. As she's about to arrive at work, her phone rings, and it's Black Scorpion calling. She answers, "Hello, what's up?"Black Scorpion's voice is urgent as he says, "Something is very wrong here. That bastard is a killer."Sandra is alarmed and asks, "Wait, what do you mean? Who is a killer?"He replies, "Max, whom you said we should put on trial. He just killed someone right now.""What! Where is he now?" she demands to know."We lost sight of him, but we will find him," Black Scorpion reports.Sandra instructs, "Don't do anything for
Black Scorpion groans in pain as the bullet pierces through his right arm. "Scorpion!" Ethan yells as he holds onto him."Give me the box, and there will be no bloody event here," the apparent leader of the gunmen demands.Ethan gives them a stern look but eventually hands over the box."That's great of you! We weren't supposed to kill you, so congratulations," the leader says, and they leave."Where are they heading to?" Ethan inquires of the system.{System in work: Certainly, let's create a fictional restaurant location in China:Name: "Dragon Wok Fusion Bistro"Address: 88 Golden Lotus Street, Ming Dynasty Square, Xi'an, Shaanxi, China }"Okay, thanks. Can you do anything for Scorpion's hand?" Ethan asks.{Yes, we can upgrade it... and that way, he will heal faster.}"Okay, do it."{Successful.}Scorpion's wound starts to heal. The gunmen change into swimwear and jump into the river. A small boat awaits them, and they sail away in it."Give me a map to the location".{processed}.
The lady, taken aback by the sudden confrontation, momentarily sets aside her astonishment to confront them, her voice simmering with rage. "What are you doing here?" she demands.Ethan, struggling to conceal his surprise, inquires with a hint of fear, "We... how did you end up becoming their leader?"Anxiously, she presses for an immediate response, raising her voice to a shout. "I asked you a question; give me an answer!"Ethan retorts with a note of sarcasm, "Is this your way of repaying us now that you've taken on the role of a gang leader?"She motions toward her henchmen, and they menacingly raise their firearms. "If you don't answer within the next three seconds, they'll open fire."Sandra leans toward Ethan and whispers urgently, "Just explain why we're here; it shouldn't be that difficult."Ethan, taking a deep breath, finally confesses, "Alright, your associates took a package from us. We're here to retrieve it."She couldn't help but chuckle. "If not for your audacity, I'd
In this intense standoff, tension hangs in the air as Wang swiftly draws his gun and aims it directly at Ethan. Simultaneously, Ethan reaches for his own weapon, mirroring Wang's actions. Wang can't help but feel a shock of surprise ripple through him; he had instructed his guard to search Ethan thoroughly, so how had he managed to sneak a gun in? The two men stand there, guns pointed at each other, a deadly impasse."What would you gain from killing me?" Ethan's voice is steady, though the question is laced with a sense of urgency. Both men are locked in a deadly Mexican standoff, their lives hanging by a thread.Wang's voice drips with cold determination as he responds, "Nothing much, really. You're just meant to be dead after joining the damn NE organization."Ethan's eyes narrow in disbelief. "So, you want to kill me just because I joined the group? Why?" He demands."You will be funding them. For so long, the NE has been unable to carry out their aims because of a lack of funds
"Mr. Wilson, what are you doing?" Derek asks, and adds, "Why do you want to sacrifice him? Are we conducting some kind of ritual here?""He must die," Mr. Wilson insists, his voice unwavering."He knows too much about us, and he might blab about our secrets. But, Derek, you've used him as your errand boy. Isn't it hypocritical to dispose of him like he's nothing?"Mr. Wilson's laughter fills the room as he turns his attention to Ethan."You have quite the confidence, Mighty-E. Don't think I won't kill you.""Please, Mighty-E, don't interfere," Mr. Rex pleads.Ethan is resolute, "I won't leave until you drop that gun. If you kill me, you'll all be hunted down for your ambitions," he warns, fully aware of the stakes.Mr. Wilson can't help but laugh again."Why are you defending him so fiercely?"Derek's response is clear and unwavering, "Because he's human, not a disposable tool." His words carry a powerful message, challenging the dehumanizing actions of their organization and the mora