Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 1329

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1329: The Light Golden Right Fist!_1

Chapter 1329 -1329: The Light Golden Right Fist!_1

Ethan Smith’s sudden strange movement caused Ava’s pretty face to flush and she hurriedly covered her eyes.

Meanwhile, Virgil angrily shouted, “Ethan Smith, what are you doing?”

Ethan didn’t care about the two people’s reactions; he carefully examined the changes in his body, turning around in front of the mirror.

However, what puzzled Ethan was that this time, there was no change in his body at all.

“How could this be?” Ethan frowned.

He pondered for a while and suddenly thought of something!

“Last time, the change occurred due to the injury on my chest, requiring new flesh to grow. Could it be… I need to have a new body for the change to happen?” Ethan thought to himself.

At this point, Ethan looked at his fist.

“It must be like this.” Ethan said coldly.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and then his left fist clenched, and divine power surged forth.

The next second, Ethan’s left fist brutally smashed into his right fist! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Such a powerful punch, even Ethan’s own flesh and blood couldn’t bear it.

In an instant, his right fist burst, and even the bones were cracked!

Seeing the bloody mess of Ethan’s right fist, both Ava and Virgil were stunned.

“Ethan, don’t give up hope, there are countless opportunities!” Virgil shouted in shock.

Ava, no longer bothered by her shyness, rushed forward, and asked, “Mr. Smith, what… what are you doing?”

However, a smile appeared on Ethan Smith’s face.

He lay in bed, grinning, saying, “It should be fine now…”

For Ethan, the most important thing was his fists.

Thus, he had to ensure that his right hand transformed first!

This way, he could face Philbert Duncan without any fear!

Ethan laid limp on the bed, even though his palm was in excruciating pain, he did not care.

Meanwhile, Ava hastily wrapped Ethan’s wounds while Virgil went out to look for an alchemist to treat Ethan.

After some busy work, Ethan’s right hand was bandaged, and the alchemist gave him several doses of medicine.

“Sir, how long will it take for my hand to recover?” Ethan asked.

The alchemist said, “About five or six days.”

“That’s too slow.” Ethan frowned.

“You don’t have spiritual power in your body. It’s already considered fast. Don’t be so ungrateful.” The alchemist replied, somewhat contemptuously.

Ethan wasn’t angry. Instead, he lay in bed and laughed.

For the following days, Ava stayed in Ethan’s room, taking care of him meticulously.

This only made the already jealous Virgil even more upset.

…

On the other side.

Philbert Duncan had arrived at Sunilope City, riding on a majestic flying demonic beast.

His face was still incredibly cold as he looked down condescendingly at the city.

“Is there a need for such a city to exist?” Philbert Duncan said coldly.

Born with a love for slaughtering cities, he seemed to have an innate joy in killing.

Seeing Philbert’s intentions, his attendant quickly said, “Mr. Duncan, this city is on the border of West Ridge, and there must be someone watching. The city is indeed necessary.”

Philbert glanced at him and snorted softly.

“Are you sure Ethan Smith is here?” Philbert asked.

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