My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Cleaning the wound proceeds in an orderly manner.

Ethan touched his stomach and opened the refrigerator. After a battle and a long journey, he was already very hungry.

I bought food at the supermarket on the way and took the opportunity to fill my stomach.

Due to Mia's occasional visit, the water and electricity were working normally. The gas stove was quickly lit, white smoke was rising from the cast iron frying pan, a piece of butter was melted, and a few large pieces of ribeye steak were thrown in with a sizzling sound.

The tangy aroma of meat soon filled the room.

Seeing his extremely skillful movements, the people behind him all cast surprised glances.

"I thought you only knew how to shoot!"

O'Connor was also very hungry. His nose twitched and he swallowed the saliva secreted crazily: "Killing or something like that!"

Hearing this, Mia raised her head.

She looked at Ethan with confusion in her eyes, not knowing why O'Connor said this.

That guy is really good at it.

But when it comes to killing people, that shouldn't be the case.

"Hey."

Turning around, Ethan took the clip and tapped O'Connor: "You guy, don't slander me at will. I am obviously an upright and kind person."

"Keep talking nonsense, and you'll be able to eat some bread later."

"OK!"

O'Connor quickly raised his hands: "It's my fault."

For the sake of a delicious steak, he had no choice but to speak out of conscience.

Mia smiled softly and continued busy with the work at hand. After she came over, the atmosphere here was much more relaxed. At least we could chat occasionally, just like a few friends together.

Ten minutes later, Toledo's shoulder was wrapped in a bandage.

Four plates of steaks were also placed on the table, garnished with cherry tomatoes and rosemary, which greatly increased appetite.

Several people were also sitting separately at the small dining table.

"Thanks."

Toledo looked at Ethan, picked up the knife and fork and thanked him: "A perfect meal, I believe it will taste great."

Besides breakfast, I only had one taco today.

To be honest, he had been extremely hungry for a long time. The silver light fell and stabbed hard at the steak.

"Hey, Dom."

Mia spread her hands and said repeatedly: "What are you doing? We haven't prayed yet!"

"OK, OK."

Facing his sister's words, Toledo had no ability to resist. He put down his knife and fork helplessly and stretched out his hands: "You are right, let us pray!"

Mia smiled slightly, took Toledo's hand, and put it on O'Connor's hand.

"Dont look at me."

Ethan was cutting the steak by himself, ignoring the palms extended by Toledo and O'Connor: "I only believe in myself, you can continue."

A large piece of beef was stuffed into his mouth.

Looking at these people, he chewed nonchalantly.

"All right."

In this country, people without faith are rarer than pagans. Toledo shrugged, put his hands back in front of him and said, "Thank God for bringing us a wonderful life."

Ethan swallowed the food and put down his knife and fork.

You don’t have to believe it, but you need to show respect.

"Food, family." Mia also folded her hands, closed her eyes and prayed: "Thank you for giving us these."

"And friends."

O'Connor looked at Mia's serious look and continued to murmur: "Thank you for everything."

A simple prayer ends like this.

A smile appeared on Mia's lips and she opened her eyes.

She noticed that O'Connor's eyes fell on her blankly, and his eyes suddenly became panicked, and he grabbed the knife and fork unnaturally.

"Cough~"

Toledo coughed loudly, calling O'Connor's attention.

The latter didn't feel embarrassed, just smiled, then cut a small tomato, forked half of it and put it in his mouth.

"I'm Dominic."

Toledo was cutting the steak in front of him, but his eyes were fixed on Ethan: "You saved my life just now, and now we are eating at the same table. You can call me Dom like my friend."

Although I knew it was dangerous, I didn't expect it to be so serious.

Mia put down the beef that was brought to her mouth and asked with a shocked look on her face: "Save your life, Dom, what happened?"

"Hmm~"

Toledo raised his hand to signal Mia to be silent.

Now is not the time to discuss that. The words he just said have their own meaning.

On the other side, O'Connor slowly bit into the bursting cherry tomatoes.

"You can call me Ethan."

Ethan cut the beef slowly and said calmly: "Ethan Morgan, this is my name. It's just a convenience to save you, don't take it to heart."

"But it's important to me."

Unexpectedly, Morgan turned out to be his real name. Toledo moved his uncomfortable shoulders and picked up the beer bottle:

"Thank you, Ethan."

This guy stayed up for hours after he was shot.

After debridement and bandaging, he was able to move freely soon and his physical condition was amazing.

"Brian O'Connor!"

Another wine bottle was picked up, and the white man stood it firmly in the air.

"Mia Toledo."

The girl opposite also joined in the fun, smiling as she set up the third beer bottle.

"boom."

Ethan also picked up the wine bottle and bumped it into it: "Cheers."

We all raced together and drove too fast.

He has the right temper and personality, and Ethan doesn't mind making a few more friends.

He swallowed the cold beer. Seeing him like this, the other three people were not to be outdone, and they all drank the wine in one go.

"Dong~~~"

Empty bottles were smashed down one after another, and chuckles sounded.

"There's more in the refrigerator, I'll get it." Mia wasn't very hungry, so she walked to the refrigerator with quick steps.

Several men wolfed down the food.

After dinner, everyone dispersed.

Toledo hid in Leti's bedroom, and there were subtle noises from time to time. It was obvious that he was thinking about something.

No one bothered him about this.

Through the chat at dinner just now, Ethan knew that he and Letty broke up not because of any conflicts, but because Toledo fled overseas and did not want to continue to drag Letty down.

Probably for the same reason, Letty ran to a small town on the US-Mexico border by herself.

The two of them separated like this.

Mia and O'Connor were sitting at the dining table, whispering.

Although they have been separated for several years, time cannot dilute the feelings, but instead they have become stronger.

Both of them were carefully extending their tentacles. On the surface, it looked like nothing, but Ethan could feel the sparks in the middle. He consciously picked up a bottle of beer and walked to the living room, throwing himself on the sofa.

"O'Connor."

More than ten minutes later, a thunderous sound sounded.

Toledo's figure appeared at the door of the bedroom, and he walked forward slowly with heavy steps.

"Please explain."

There was uncontrollable anger in his voice, and he roared: "Why is there an evidence envelope in Letty's safe?"

"This phone."

Holding an old Nokia tightly, Toledo's eyes turned red: "Why do you have your phone number!"

"And it's just your number."

Thanks to my loving OP brother for the reward and support, thank you!