My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

I only heard the two of them slapping each other on the back, making a bang bang sound.

All misunderstandings are gone.

"Very good."

Mia also quickly rushed forward and hugged the two people happily.

"Please."

Toledo raised his arms back and greeted Ethan: "I can't live without you. Come here and give us a hug."

"In this moment, we are family."

Smiling and shaking his head, Ethan also stepped forward and hugged these people.

"big guy."

He rubbed Toledo's shiny head: "Have you calmed down now?"

"Do you need my help to calm down?"

"Please do not."

Toledo quickly broke away and said with twitching corners of his mouth: "And please don't do this again."

It was hard to believe how this person, who was much thinner than him, managed to get him to fly last night. However, he was not surprised after their first encounter before, but he still felt impressed.

"Hahaha."

Seeing him like this, Ethan laughed loudly.

The laughter was also contagious.

The entire living room echoed with laughter. After Toledo grabbed a handful of his bald head, he shook his head and smiled.

"OK!"

Seeing that the few people were reconciled, Mia happily took out a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator and distributed them to everyone one by one: "What do we need to do now?"

"It's very simple."

O'Connor took the beer and lifted the lid: "What we need to do is let Braga come out and trade with us."

"Um."

Ethan took out the burner phone he just bought: "So we need a phone."

When registering information before.

That Gizelle left her number as an emergency contact.

It comes in handy now.

The other people quickly sat back on the sofa and watched as Ethan put his phone on the table, turned it on and made a beeping sound.

The voice rang twice and was quickly answered.

But the person on the other side was very quiet, not as angry as expected.

"Girl with long legs."

Ethan took a sip of beer and said into the phone: "If you don't want to talk, I'll hang up!"

"My name is Gizelle." The voice on the other side was a little annoyed:

"You made a mistake. This mistake should not be made."

"Okay, long-legged girl." Ethan interrupted her: "If Campos is with you, I want to talk to him. Things always have to be solved. I believe you have been looking for him all night."

"There's no need to make it so troublesome, let's make it simple."

Los Angeles, in an office.

The table was covered with all kinds of exquisite firearms, and the magazines were mostly filled with hollow-point bullets.

Looking at the phone in front of him, Gizelle put down the bullet he was playing with: "Please wait a moment, I'm not sure whether he is interested in negotiating with you. In fact, I never thought you would dare to call."

"Nothing to dare."

Ethan's voice came from the phone: "You are the one who apologized to me first. The ones who feel guilty should be you guys who are dishonest."

"Um?"

Gizelle's bright eyes widened and her earrings swayed.

"Okay." Ethan asked again: "Do you need me to contact you again later, or what?"

"No need." Gizelle picked up the phone:

"Just ten seconds."

Leaving the large leather office chair, she swung her ponytail and walked quickly to the side. Her long legs kept poking on the ground, and she arrived at a door in two or three times.

"Bump bump bump."

"Sir." Gizelle waved and knocked on the door a few times before shouting in a deep voice:

"It was those guys, they called me."

"Come in."

A few seconds later, a muffled voice sounded from the door.

When she opened the door, Gizelle paused. She ignored the two women with excellent figures kneeling on the blanket and walked quickly to Campos, who was putting on a T-shirt.

"Thanks."

Campos glanced up and down at Gizelle with fiery eyes, but his eyes quickly converged and he adjusted his mood and took the phone.

This woman is like an iceberg.

Moreover, there is still an iceberg of gunfire coming out at any time.

It is impossible for him to be short of women, no matter how stunning they are, it is easy to do so. There is no need to think about a capable man.

"This is Campos."

He glanced at the number and put the phone on the table: "Who is talking to me?"

Gizelle sat down on the sofa.

She waved her hand, then grabbed the whiskey bottle placed aside and poured herself a half-glass. The two naked women stood up quickly. They walked quickly into a small door next to them.

"it's me."

Ethan said calmly: "Mr. Campos, you shouldn't provoke me. In fact, I am a law-abiding person."

"But things have to be solved."

"What do you think?"

"Um?"

Campos heard this and snorted coldly: "Actually, I admire you very much, but I regret pushing you to the opposite side."

"I'll give you a little suggestion."

"Run, run as far as you want."

He had a gloomy face and a cold voice: "While I haven't found you yet, enjoy yourself, find more women, and eat more delicious food."

"Don't say harsh words, it doesn't make any sense." Ethan played with the beer bottle and continued:

"This is all just business, there's always room for negotiation, what do you think?"

"Braga never negotiates."

Campos suppressed his anger and sneered: "Me too, negotiation is not what I want to do."

"Yeah?"

Toledo's voice came: "In this case, if the batch is worth 60 million US dollars, I will throw it into the Pacific Ocean later."

"I don't know how you are going to explain it to Braga."

"If you want to chase me, go ahead."

The bald man's thunderous voice sounded, with a hint of madness: "I think it's a good deal to be buried with this money, but what about you?"

"You two got together?"

Campos took the whiskey handed to him by Gizelle and took a deep sip: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Please."

Ethan held a cigarette in his mouth and asked, "You asked your men to shoot me. Do you expect me to stand there and wait to die?"

"Eight million dollars, cash."

When the conversation changed, he grinned and said: "And Phoenix, I only need these two conditions. With these, you can take the goods back. This is a very fair deal, what do you think?"

"The money was used to calm my anger."

"Phoenix, to calm the anger of the big bald man next to me."

Slowly exhaling the smoke, Ethan continued: "And you have to promise not to pursue us again afterwards."

"Please, don't be angry."

"Business is business, that's what I told Toledo, there's no need to struggle with money."

"And Braga."

Toledo took over the words and said forcefully: "He must be present at the transaction site, and everyone must take the same risk. Otherwise, I will never agree to this transaction."