My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan's outstretched fingers were filled with magic.

Under the illumination of incandescent lamps, it emits a layer of green light.

"do you know?"

The bald doctor took a step forward with a serious expression and raised his hands: "There is only one person who has the final say in the hospital, and that is Franklin. Please put it in my pocket. There are too many bacteria."

This divine turn almost missed Ethan's waist.

After Franklin stuffed it into his coat pocket, the bald doctor nodded with satisfaction: "Follow me, the report should be out by now."

"Boss."

Horsted couldn't talk face to face just now, until the doctor walked away, he quickly grabbed Ethan: "Get the money back quickly, I have no problem at all now."

"Stop wasting money!"

"NO."

Ethan shook his head and followed slowly: "The physical examination was done in a timely manner. This report is very important to us. Don't you think it's strange?"

"The four of us are too drunk to remember what happened last night?"

"Rusek is also missing."

Turning his head to look at Horsted and Atwater, he frowned: "When have you ever seen me drunk?"

The two shook their heads quickly, and the flesh on their faces swayed.

"you mean."

Atwater gasped: "We were drugged when we went out last night?"

"You'll know after reading the report."

Ethan shrugged and walked forward quickly: "If that's the case, Rusek may not be safe now, but that guy should remember our phone number. Damn Fake went somewhere alone!"

A few people's pace quickened a bit.

Later, Allen scratched his beard and blinked rapidly.

"OK."

The bald doctor quickly got the report and opened it: "Let me see what happened. The patient's name is Jay Halsted. He came to check at 2:45 in the morning."

"Mild concussion, bala bala, just like what I said before."

"Here's the blood report."

Continuing to flip, his voice paused: "Oh, that's really interesting. A large amount of leucine was detected in your blood. This kind of thing is rarely found in men."

"why would you say so?"

Ethan spread his hands, a little confused.

"This thing is called Flying Soul on the street." Horsted looked extremely ugly and couldn't help but touch his butt: "It is a drug that easily makes people lose their memory, but it can make you very excited."

"uh-huh."

The bald doctor nodded and spread his hands: "It seems you know that this is also called narcotic medicine."

"Gudu."

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another.

The remaining three men couldn't help but touch back, and Ethan subconsciously raised his anus.

Damn it.

This name is too scary.

If something really happened, I would kill Las Vegas to a river of blood.

"rest assured."

The bald doctor turned down two more pages and shrugged: "It seems that you have not been treated like that."

"Huh~"

The four of them exhaled in unison.

Thinking about it, if that kind of thing really happened, they would have gone crazy at that time. How could they have invited a bunch of girls back to the hotel to have a big party.

"Why would anyone want to drug us."

Atwater thought hard, scratched his head and said, "Did we offend someone last night? That person captured Rusek, but they haven't had time to deal with us yet."

This is the most reasonable explanation so far.

"doctor."

Horsted quickly asked: "Have we said anything, such as where we are going or what we are going to do?"

You're here, so you might as well ask.

Drunk people tend to talk too much, and the other person may know something.

"About this!"

The bald doctor looked at Ethan, smiled and touched his chin.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Ethan shook his head and reached into the other party's pocket: "The news just now seems to me not worthy of Franklin. I'll give you an Andrew Jackson instead."

That's the seventh president of the United States, and it's on the twenty-dollar bill.

Money can be given, but problems cannot be tolerated.

"OK."

This guy hid behind and said quickly: "You guys just came here after attending a wedding. Although you are all a little unconscious, it can be seen that you are very excited."

"No no no."

Allen shook his head quickly: "We are preparing to attend the wedding, tomorrow morning."

"I'm pretty sure you're talking about the past tense." The bald doctor waggled his finger, denying his statement: "And it's in a place called the Best Chapel, especially you."

He pointed to Horsted again, nodded and said:

"You kept saying it was the craziest wedding ever and how you loved it and stuff like that."

Several people looked at each other, spread their legs and ran outside the hospital.

Attending a wedding, no problem.

If you accidentally get married, things will go wrong.

Las Vegas is a place where marriages and divorces occur frequently. There are not so many rules here. You can just find a small church to get the marriage and divorce procedures done. Many people don’t know what they have done after drinking. .

A few of them had knots, but it wasn't that serious.

If Rusek gets married before getting married, the groomsmen will not get any good results.

"bump."

Doors closed one after another, and Ethan slapped the steering wheel hard: "If we find out who drugged me, I will immediately find ten big men to kill that person!"

Hearing this, the three people in the car trembled.

"What if the person who drugged him was a man?" Allen asked weakly.

"Um?"

Ethan said angrily: "I'm talking about men, what do you think?"

"Ha ha."

Allen's beard trembled and he let out a forced laugh.

According to the display on the mobile phone map, the police car turned a corner and roared forward.

In the passenger seat, Atwater fiddled with the intercom.

After a while, he frowned and said, "It's strange. I have tuned many general channels, but there is no wanted information about the missing police car. This is very abnormal."

"snort."

Ethan sighed: "What happened to us today, which one is normal?"

"By the way, who do you think is getting married?"

"Uh-huh."

Three looks fell on Allen.

The other person was holding the baby, constantly comforting the child, and his eyes looked very wise.

The answer is somewhat self-explanatory.

Excellent little church.

It's really high-quality and small enough.

Large swaths of pink dress up this church, which is not much bigger than a wooden house, like a tourist check-in spot. During the day, there seems to be no one here, and the parking lot outside is empty.

"Dong~"

The bronze bell rang, and several people strode in.

Ethan looked at the blip on the radar, crossed the corridor full of flowers, and came to a rather cozy chapel.

Two people, a man and a woman, were sorting out the decorations.

Hearing footsteps, the short-bearded man turned around.

His expression changed from a smile to surprise, and he opened his arms excitedly: "Hahaha, it's you crazy motherfucker, you are the wildest groom I have ever seen!!!"

With a strong wind, the short-bearded man rushed over.

Laughing, he happily hugged Horsted into his arms. (End of chapter)