
Ethan sat down. He stretched out both hands and caught two
steel baton. The seat below him instantly exploded into several
section.
But Ethan is still in the same sitting position and not moving at all.
Tristan narrowed her eyes hard and she was shocked.
How is this possible?
Most people could not bear the burden of his strength at all. Even
those who practice martial arts do not dare to catch their steel hitters
with empty hands.
Because it will break their palms!
But Ethan has captured both bats and channeled all that energy
from Tristan to the chair, while Ethan comes out unscathed.
"YAHOO!" Tristan roars. He felt like he was humiliated.
No one had ever managed to block his attack. Ethan is a man
first to do it.
Tristan let out a loud roar and wanted to pull the steel bat back
and attack again, but he realizes that Ethan is still holding the edge
the other bats and he can't get them out of Ethan's grip
at all.
"You ..." Tristan looked at Ethan in horror. He uses all
his strength and face flushed red from trying, but he still could not
getting the bat back.
"Is that the only power you have?" Ethan frowned slightly and
looks a little disappointed. "So the Mad Man of the Mad Dragon Martial Arts was famous from
The Jalak City that should have invincible power was just words
snob."
"What are you saying?!" Tristan roared furiously. "You asked for it!"
He gave up trying to take the steel bat and let go. Him
clenching his big fists and swinging them towards Ethan's head.
Ethan releases his baton and retaliates Tristan's punch with
pummeling.
There was a loud bang as Tristan staggered five or six steps into the
back before he could calm down. The arm that was swinging beside him
a little numb and a little trembling.
Ethan hasn't moved a bit.
Tristan had a somewhat conflicted expression on her face.
He's too strong!
Ethan is too strong!
How could there be such a strong person? He has fought with
some very skilled fighters from the north and they were scared
do nothing.
And this is Ethan?
He easily blocked his attack and even sent it back
some steps.
"You ... Who are you?!"
"You don't know who I am and you want to kill me?"
Ethan throws the steel stick and they clang loudly on the floor and
one of them rolled back to Tristan. "Don't tell me you're here with
death's hope?"
"You want to kill me? You're exaggerating yourself."
If anyone else would dare to talk to Tristan like this, Tristan would
gone mad, took the bat and attacked again now.
But he didn't move this time.
"Are you the one who framed my family ?!" Tristan asked coldly.
"So what if it's me?" ask Ethan calmly. "Then what if it was
not me?"
Tristan clenched his teeth and had trouble holding back his anger.
When should he ask like this?
If he wanted to kill someone, he just had to come forward and attack!
But he can't beat Ethan.
"You can't even protect your own family and you want to
killing me? What a joke."
Ethan finds another steel stick at his feet and kicks it. Batterers
baja itu mengeluarkan suara menggelinding saat berguling di lantai, membuat
tristan's face is getting red.
His gun had been kicked by Ethan just like that.
"Aker's family and Drake's have killed their way into your house
alone, and you still want to waste time here?"
Tristan's face changed. "What did you say?"
"Martial Arts Freak? More like Dumb Freak," Ethan shook
her head. He could not be bothered anymore and sat down on another chair to continue
drink tea.
Tristan immediately picked up his steel stick and turned to leave. At the door, he
turn around to see Ethan again.
"I'll come back to kill you!"
"No, you'll come back to beg me." Ethan took a teapot and
I poured another cup of tea for myself. "I'll be waiting for you
come and beg me."