My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

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Candy saw Ethan sitting down and quickly poured him wine.

This guy was so excited that his hands were shaking slightly.

The moment he knew that Ethan had been staying in Banshee Town for a long time, he knew that the other party was definitely going to come up with something. One was to deal with the Aryan Brotherhood, which he absolutely couldn't miss.

Secondly, retirement planning depends on this time.

No matter what you do, you will always make green money.

He was even more unwilling to let go of this thing.

"Say it."

He looked at Ethan excitedly and lowered his voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Wait a moment."

Picking up the wine glass, the latter took a sip carefully: "Someone else will come over, let's talk about it later."

"Um."

Candy suppressed her curiosity and poured herself a glass of wine.

Country music echoed inside the house, snowflakes were flying outside the windows, and the drinkers gradually left, and soon only the two of them were left.

"Bang~"

The wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind howled.

"Fake!!!"

A man wrapped like a rice dumpling walked in quickly and jumped in the cold: "Mom, you can't go to Hawaii for vacation in this damn weather?"

"Miami is fine, why stay in this hellish place in the country."

Before seeing its appearance, I first heard its voice.

The yelling with a slight Chinese accent was quite rhythmic.

Candy was shocked and looked at the person blankly.

"What are you looking at."

When the visitor untied his scarf, he did not forget to complain: "Do what you have to do, pour me wine quickly, and move quickly."

Jabber sat down.

He grabbed the cigarette case and quickly lit one for himself.

As if this could add a touch of warmth to himself, but fortunately the fireplace in the house burned well enough, and he quickly recovered after drinking half a glass of wine.

"Fuck Fuck."

He put down his glass and looked at Candy: "You're getting older!"

"Hopefully your fat ass will move faster this time and you won't take another bullet, although I doubt that's very likely to happen."

With a few short words, Candy suppressed the original tears of excitement.

He looked at the bald guy helplessly.

Of course, there is more joy.

"Say it."

Jabo looked at Ethan next to him, played with the wine glass and said, "What made you call me here from New York?"

"I hope it's worth the trip."

"Of course to make money!"

Ethan took a sip of whiskey and said with a smile: "I wonder if you are interested in robbing the original Savoy Gentlemen's Club."

"Shet."

Hearing this, Candy swallowed hard.

Very few people would dare to take advantage of the Savoyard Gentlemen's Club. Going there to rob is no less than snatching food from the jaws of a tiger.

"Of course I'm interested."

Without much hesitation, he stretched out his hand to Ethan: "I said, no matter what you want to do, include me in it."

No matter if you have money or not.

No matter how big the risk is, he needs to make a change in his life.

"no problem."

Ethan bumped fists with him, then turned to look at Jabber.

"A strip club in a small town?"

After scratching his bald head, Jiabo complained: "After you become a policeman, the first thing you do is to rob?"

"Okay, I like it."

"But do you have any misunderstandings about strip clubs? Yes, places like that can indeed make money, but they will transfer funds regularly. If you are unlucky, you can only earn tens of thousands."

Hearing this, Candy rolled her eyes.

I spent tens of thousands of dollars to drink here for almost a year, but this guy sounded so contemptuous.

"rest assured."

Ethan knocked on the bar and said with a smile: "I know the transfer time of the bar's funds. If there is no mistake, it should be the morning after tomorrow. We will start tomorrow night and we should have some small gains."

"All right!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Jiabo raised his eyebrows and said, "Count me in. Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so it's good to earn some pocket money."

“A pleasure to work with.”

Ethan picked up the wine glass and looked at the two people happily.

It was impossible to rob a place with only one or two people. There were also people responsible for receiving, controlling, and collecting money. It was also a delicate job, so he called Jiabo over from New York.

To make money, you still have to make good friends.

"boom."

Several cups clinked together.

"What's the plan?"

Taking another sip of wine, Candy tugged on the towel excitedly.

"You and Jabber go get a clean car." Ethan drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp and stood up with a cigarette in his mouth: "Finish this matter before noon tomorrow, and I'll go get familiar with the scene."

"Go with Boden tomorrow night and blow the club down."

"Boden?"

The other two said in unison.

Jiabo was confused, while Candy had a face full of surprise.

"uh-huh."

Ethan shook his hand and strode out: "You can understand that that guy is an ally now, otherwise how could I possibly know the transfer time of the club's funds!"

Leaving the two guys to fall in love and kill each other, he drove straight to the original Savoie.

That's right.

The plan to weaken the enemy is to rob him.

If the other party's business is affected and the fraternity's money is robbed, every day the strip club is shut down will bring huge losses to Watts.

After all, they are now in a period of rapid expansion.

His plan was equivalent to knocking these guys' legs off with a stick.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Ethan walked quickly to the club entrance with a cigarette in his mouth, just like other customers, with a look of longing on his face.

Although I have been here, who knows if there will be any changes here.

It is very important to be familiar with the site.

Just as he was about to take out his membership card, the security guard with a swastika tattoo waved his hand and motioned for him to go in directly.

The door here is a bit smoky to be honest.

It no longer has the smell of a high-end entertainment venue before, and I don’t know what it will be like inside.

Ethan shrugged, bought the ticket and walked in.

"Dong dong dong~"

Raise the soundproof curtain and the subwoofer will make your adrenaline levels soar.

The dancers on the dance floor held poles and performed various difficult movements. The colorful neon lights shone on them, which was very enchanting.

No need to call her a stripper.

There is nothing to take off at all. In a club run by the Aryan Brotherhood, everything seems so aboveboard.

The entire club turned into a drinking pool and a forest of meat.

Under the strong sensory stimulation, green banknotes were flying everywhere, and laughter was endless.

I randomly found a small booth and sat down, and immediately several swaying young white girls wearing transparent tulle came over, and the entire club became a gathering place for white people.

People of other skin colors rarely appear.

Looking at the women standing in a row in front of him, Ethan shook his head and smiled.

Those guys even brought out the bartenders.

Emotions are in the draft.

He expressed strong contempt for this behavior.

A big wave of his hand.

Keep all five girls.