Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Ethan Smith stuffed food into his mouth while looking at the bodyguards.

“Make way for Miss, she needs to take photos! Cut the crap and move aside!” the bodyguard scolded.

Emily Taylor couldn’t help but sneer, “What kind of Miss is this, acting all high and mighty, needing others to clear the way for photos? Who gave you such authority?”

The bodyguard was about to lose his temper when a man in a white suit walked over.

He waved his hand, smiling faintly, “We should be polite to avoid unpleasant

effects. ”

“Understood, Castro,” the bodyguard quickly nodded.

The man called Castro stepped in front of Emily Taylor, took a wad of cash from his bag, and said indifferently, ‘You want money, right? Here’s 10,000. Is it enough?”

Having said that, Castro threw the money on the ground and waved his hand.

Seeing Castro’s attitude, both Ethan Smith and Emily Taylor couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’ll give you 20,000 to go eat shit in the bathroom, how about that?” Ethan Smith said, unable to restrain himself.

“Ugh, I’m eating! Can you not bring up disgusting topics?” Emily Taylor gave Ethan Smith a glare.

Without waiting for Ethan to speak, Emily Taylor grumbled, “Agreed, though. These people are disgusting enough already, killing my appetite…” Hearing the conversation, Castro’s face turned unpleasant.

He glared and said, “You don’t appreciate kindness when it’s offered, you’ll have no chance now!”

After that, Castro waved his hand and said coldly, “Clear out!”

A few bodyguards immediately approached Emily Taylor.

One of them clenched his fist and said coldly, “Don’t blame us for being impolite!”

Just as the bodyguard was about to grab Emily, his hand froze in midair!

At a glance, one could see Ethan Smith using a pair of chopsticks to firmly grip the bodyguard’s wrist!

“Don’t touch Miss Taylor with your filthy hands,” Ethan said coldly. The bodyguard’s face turned slightly pale, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free!

“What are you doing? Stop wasting time!” Castro frowned.

“ca…castro, 1 can’t move my nana…” tne Doayguara said In pam.

Castro’s eyebrows furrowed, and he snorted, “What a waste of space, all of you, attack!”

“Understood!”

Four or five bodyguards immediately swarmed towards Ethan Smith!

They were tall and burly with unbelievably powerful fists!

However, in front of Ethan, they posed no threat!

Ethan stepped forward leisurely, as if taking a stroll, weaving between them.

Every time he reached out, another person fell!

Within just two minutes, all seven or eight bodyguards were down, moaning in pain!

Castro’s face turned even uglier, as he hadn’t expected Ethan’s skills to be so good!

“Get lost and stop bothering us while we eat,” Ethan said indifferently, his eyes locked on Castro.

Castro gritted his teeth, warning, “You’ll see!”

After that, Castro walked away, joining the girl he was with.

He whispered something to her, and they left.

“Honestly, such domineering people,” Emily Taylor muttered softly.

Ethan Smith helplessly shrugged, “People like this are everywhere. With some dirty money, everyone has to listen to them.”

“Forget about them, let’s hurry up. The auction is about to begin, let’s pack up and get going. We can’t waste any more time,” Emily Taylor said as she wiped her mouth.

“Alright!”

Then, the two got into their car and sped towards the auction.

South City Auction enjoyed a good reputation in the area and its influence had even extended to surrounding cities.

Even someone like Emily Taylor from Capital City had heard of it, which spoke to its scale and influence.

When Ethan Smith and Emily Taylor arrived, countless luxury cars filled the parking lot.

Looking around, the entire parking area was packed.

“Quite a crowd, it seems challenging today,” Ethan sighed.

Emily Taylor laughed, “Don’t overthink it.”

Ethan Smith nodded, and the two walked towards the auction venue.

There were two security guards at the entrance, and upon closer inspection, Ethan realized they were both Inner Strength Experts!

Although their power wasn’t extraordinary, having Inner Strength Experts in charge of security seemed quite extravagant.

As Ethan Smith and Emily Taylor walked up to the entrance, they were stopped by the two guards.

“Our auction requires an asset check. Only those with assets over 1 billion are qualified to enter,” the guards said expressionlessly.

“1 billion? That’s quite a lot…” Ethan Smith sighed.

Luckily, Ethan had the black card given by Leonard Schultz, which he figured should suffice for entry into such a venue.

“If you don’t have money, then don’t block the way. Just go back and eat at your roadside stalls,” a voice suddenly came from behind Ethan.

Turning his head, it turned out to be Castro they had just encountered at the beach earlier.

Castro sneered, “Do you even know where you are? People who come here have status and prestige. You guys, eating roadside stalls, have the nerve to be here?”

Ethan Smith frowned and said, “Do you have a mental issue?”

Castro didn’t get angry, though. He didn’t pay attention to Ethan but looked at Emily Taylor and said with a taint smile, “Miss, you’re so beautiful, how did you end up with a boyfriend who can only eat at roadside stalls?”

Emily Taylor played with her hair, smiled and said, “What’s wrong with eating at roadside stalls? At least we don’t eat shit in bathrooms like you do..”