My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

no doubt.

One of them changed from Proctor to Ethan.

The headlights of a Dodge Challenger illuminate the barn.

Stacks of haystacks were placed randomly in the tall interior space, and nothing unusual could be seen. It was just that the wooden boards of the barn were extra thick to prevent some naughty Amish children from intruding.

The air is filled with the smell of farm grass.

No matter how smart a thief is, he will not think that there is anything valuable inside.

Ethan lifted Rebecca into the wheelchair and followed Boden to a corner of the barn covered with messy hay.

The latter walked to the wall and pulled off a big iron hook.

He opened a hidden compartment on the ground and hooked the iron hook in. Finally, he used the key to half-open the electrical box next to it, and pressed the retract button hidden inside. With a deep sound, the iron chain straightened.

A huge underground door was slowly pulled up with Ethan's surprised expression.

These guys.

In order to hide things, you can do anything.

Pushing the wheelchair down the slope and arriving at the basement of the barn, Boden had turned on the lights, flooding the entire space with dim light.

It's not too big, about ten square meters.

There are tall shelves on three sides of the wall, with various drinks scattered here and there.

Most of them are bargains.

Ethan knew that these things were actually just a cover to scare away thieves who might come here, and it was not worth the trip himself.

So he continued to look at Boden.

The latter walked to a wall of shelves, and after some fiddling, half of the wall moved back a few centimeters with a snap.

"I said."

As Boden pushed the secret door in, Rebecca, who was sitting in the wheelchair, smiled and said:

"What's mine is yours."

The lights flickered, and incandescent bulbs soon illuminated the dark room.

It's not big inside, only five or six square meters.

The walls are covered with all kinds of firearms, including AKM assault rifles and ammunition boxes stacked high. In addition, there are submachine guns, pistols and the like.

The sharp-eyed Ethan even saw the figure of the RPG rocket launcher.

There were even two boxes of unopened grenades stacked in a pile.

In addition to the firearms, there were black travel bags piled up like a hill in the corner. Some bags had their zippers open, glowing green under the light.

Most of them are small bills.

Banknotes of various denominations were randomly placed under the barn of a dilapidated farm.

"There should be eight million dollars in here."

Rebecca held the wheelchair with both hands and smiled slightly: "You can use it however you want, take as much as you want. As for the more than one thousand yuan that Boden borrowed from you before, I won't give it back to you."

While giving Ethan a bit of shock, she also didn't forget to make a little joke.

Looking at the things inside, Ethan slowly shook his head.

The guy was really caught off guard when dealing with Proctor before. After he was forcibly detained in the police station, he was suddenly besieged by the Red Bone Gang. It was only by accident that he was killed.

Just these things in front of you, if you are armed.

At that time, the Banshee Town police force and Hood's small gang could not tell how many people would die.

Most importantly, this is one of the weapons arsenal.

Of course, this money is only a small part of the profits earned by Proctor and Rebecca from the pills.

Of course, this is Rebecca's private money, so she can give it if she is willing.

Ethan didn’t bother to ask.

He still has plenty to spend, so there's no need to go to the pole and spend a woman's money.

It was also Rebecca and Boden who were transferred away from the mountain. Otherwise, with these things, Watts and the others would not be able to easily get rid of the forces at their hands.

Money, guns, no people.

After the Salvadorans were killed by her, Rebecca fell into this embarrassing situation.

"Just put it here as a reserve fund."

Ethan strode into the secret room and picked up an empty travel bag from the side: "But that thing I just mentioned can really use some things."

When I came to the wall, I put several AKMs into the bag.

Magazines, ammunition, and pistols.

Get everything you can use.

As for Boden.

This guy opened his small backpack and randomly grabbed hundreds of thousands of dollars from the pile of money and put it in. It was difficult to move without money. He didn't want to get himself into the dilemma of borrowing money again.

He doesn't have a salary to say that.

Whether it's under Proctor or Rebecca, if you need something, just open your mouth.

As long as you can give it, it will be absolutely unambiguous.

Rebecca watched the two people busy with a smile, without any feeling of distress.

Minutes later, the Dodge Challenger pulled away from the small farm.

Rolling up snowflakes, the group of people roared towards the settlement. When they entered the territory of the Chino tribe, everything seemed more desolate. There were large tracts of woods everywhere, and the style was more primitive.

After winter came, Nora's reputation within the tribe skyrocketed.

After the casino revenue increased, she forcibly passed an order to withhold a certain percentage of the funds to improve the lives of ordinary people in the tribe.

Moreover, it is not in the form of direct payment.

Nora knew the character of her clan members well, and sending money directly would undoubtedly increase the sales of drinks and unique products.

So she used the money to improve infrastructure and distribute various daily necessities. Although there was a lot of criticism at first, her reputation changed quickly after entering winter.

At the very least, you no longer have to go hungry or cold.

Looking at the aboriginal people who were warming up and drinking wine around the wooden house with smiles on their faces, Ethan slowly turned the steering wheel and drove towards a small road.

The destination of this trip is not Iron Hook Town, the core of the Chino tribe.

Arriving at a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, he slowly stopped the vehicle, surrounded by large tracts of virgin forest.

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of pine trees sounded like waves.

Two SUVs were parked in front of the house.

Candlelight flickered inside.

"You shouldn't stay here for too long." Ethan put the parking gear on, shrugged and said, "If you really can't stand it, just call me and I'll take you to New York for a walk."

There must be no electricity in this kind of place, and life is definitely more boring than imagined.

"Did you forget it?"

Rebecca smiled and said with complicated eyes: "I used to be an Amish. Is there a more boring life than that?"

He is a refuge.

Not tourism.

She is very aware of her current situation and will never complain.

As soon as Ethan held Rebecca in his arms, Nora strode out of the wooden house. The female chief was wearing a black leather coat, with waterfall-like black hair blowing in the wind. She looked quite sassy.

Seeing the woman being held by the other party, she curled her lips and walked down the steps:

"My assistant has packed it up."

"The supplies are complete and you can rest assured about safety. Not many people from the Chino tribe know about this place. I will arrange for people to deliver the meals every day."

"Thanks."

Rebecca opened her mouth and could only hold back these short words.