Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Chapter 43: Southwest Fury Soul Technique_1

43  Chapter 43: Southwest Fury Soul Technique_1

Ethan Smith's words couldn't help but make Mr. Nolan laugh.

Not even knowing how many feet to dig and still daring to act like a master?

Alec Peterson's face also showed some displeasure. He had seen many privileged young masters relying on their connections to act recklessly, giving themselves all kinds of titles.

Most importantly, those around them had to play along with their act.

In Alec Peterson's eyes, Ethan Smith was just such a character.

He had never been a fan of these arrogant young masters.

But since he currently needed Ethan Smith's help, Alec Peterson could only wave his hand and say, "Let things go according to Mr. Smith's wishes."

Several people took up their shovels and began to dig.

One foot, two feet, three feet...

Soon, a large hole appeared before them.

However, aside from the soil, nothing unusual was found in the hole.

Ethan Smith stared at the hole, feeling an increasingly ominous aura.

"Mr. Peterson, shall we continue digging?" Several workers wiped their sweat, looking a bit tired.

Alec Peterson didn't answer but looked to Ethan Smith and said, "Mr. Smith, do we need to continue digging?"

"I don't see the need." Mr. Nolan scoffed.

"Some people rely on their connections to act recklessly, and I don't have the time to act with them." Mr. Nolan said, with a touch of defiance.

Yet Ethan Smith pointed at the hole and said, "Keep digging until we find something!"

"Mr. Smith, we've already dug four feet and haven't seen anything. Are we supposed to dig through the entire earth?" Alec Peterson said, somewhat unhappy.

"Just keep digging." Ethan Smith said calmly.

At this moment, Mr. Nolan took a step forward and asked coldly, "What if we can't find anything?"

Ethan Smith glanced at him and said, "If we can't find anything, I'll eat all this dirt."

"Deal!" Mr. Nolan waved his hand and said, "If we can find something, I, Kyle Nolan, am willing to take you as my master!"

"Deal." Ethan Smith said with a smile.

The ground continued to be dug, and in the blink of an eye, another foot was excavated.

By now, even the workers were getting impatient.

"Mr. Peterson, how much longer do we need to dig?" A worker asked, puzzled.

"We can't just keep digging like this..."

Alec Peterson waved his hand and said, "Just keep digging."

The workers had no choice but to continue digging down.

"Kid, my time is precious, and I don't have time to play with you." At this point, Kyle Nolan snorted coldly.

"As a favor for you being young, you don't have to eat the dirt. But remember, there are always people better than you, so don't be too conceited!" Kyle Nolan flung his sleeves, and turned to leave.

Ethan Smith didn't say anything but stared intently at the bottom of the hole.

Just then, there was a crisp sound when a worker's shovel seemed to touch something hard.

"Mr. Peterson, we found something!" One of the workers shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly gathered around.

Several workers quickly pulled an iron box out of the hole.

"Quickly bring it up!" Alec Peterson urged.

The workers didn't dare to waste any time and hurriedly brought the box up.

As for Kyle Nolan, who was about to leave, he stopped in his tracks and turned back.

"It's this thing." Ethan Smith stared at the box, frowning.

"Open it." Ethan Smith pointed at the box,

The men quickly followed Ethan Smith's order and opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

A black knife lay inside the box, with traces of blood still on it.

"What... What's going on?!" Alec Peterson's face turned pale in horror.

"Everyone get back!" Kyle Nolan stepped forward, dipped his finger in the blood, smelled it, and his face changed!

"This... This is black dog blood mixed with corpse oil!" A solemn expression appeared on Kyle Nolan's face.

"Black dog blood, corpse oil, Enlightenment knife... Southwest Fury Soul Technique?"

"Such a vicious method, this... this is aiming for Mr. Peterson's life!" Kyle Nolan murmured softly.

Hearing this, Alec Peterson's face turned even uglier.

"Mr. Nolan, who's this... who's behind this?!" Alec Peterson asked nervously.

Shaking his head, Kyle Nolan replied, "I don't know."

"So what should I do now?" In a panic, Alec Peterson grabbed Kyle Nolan's wrist.

However, Kyle Nolan couldn't help but chuckle bitterly and said, "Mr. Peterson, maybe you should ask Mr. Ethan Smith about this issue..."