My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Banshee Hospital.

In the ward, Ethan yawned and threw the speech aside.

Originally, Jenny wanted to postpone tomorrow's meeting.

But he was flatly rejected by Ethan. This was the first large-scale supporter rally organized by him. How could he cancel it hastily? Furthermore, if it was canceled, wouldn't this trick of his own be in vain?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, that tough image will become even stronger.

For this reason, he also asked the doctor to put a bandage on himself.

Lift your left arm.

Although it was only a scratch of five to six centimeters long, people who didn't know it thought they had been shot multiple times.

Without stopping, he also went through the procedures for hospitalization.

Jenny is not stupid.

She instantly realized that the other party wanted to use this opportunity to show off, and while expressing her appreciation, she also temporarily deleted the speech significantly. A qualified politician must learn how to turn crises into opportunities.

No matter what she thought, she couldn't imagine that this guy directed and acted all of this.

Seven points true, three points false.

This kind of lie is difficult for anyone to see through.

The female assistant originally wanted to stay, but just now she had to persuade Ethan to leave.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Bunker's deep voice sounded: "Mr. Morgan, it's me."

"come in."

The gun under the quilt disappeared instantly, and he took out his right hand.

The alternative male police officer with oily hair strode in, holding a box of coffee in his hand. Bunker first put down the things in his hands, then took off his coat and hung it on the wall: "Siobhan wanted to come over."

"But I persuaded her to stop."

Pulling the chair beside the bed, he sat down and said, "The chief said that you need to be protected until the remaining gunmen are found."

"Although we all know that it is the remaining gunmen who need protection now."

"But some things still need to go through a process."

"Um."

Ethan was lying on the hospital bed, waving his hand and asking: "That gunman?"

"do not know."

Bunker picked up a cup of coffee and handed it to Ethan: "Actually, after I left, the Aryan Brotherhood recruited many new people, and this should be one of them."

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean."

He pursed his lips and said, "If the police find anything new, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"In addition, I also asked someone to help inquire."

"This kind of thing won't go silent at all. Those people are all big mouths. I suspect this is also a test task arranged for newcomers."

Bunker could naturally pick up on that wink just now.

He knew what the other person wanted to do without any communication, so he took the initiative to take over the nursing job in the hospital.

"very good."

Taking a sip of coffee, Ethan looked at Bunker with a smile: "I won't hide some things from you. After finding the whereabouts of those people, you should know what I want to do!"

“Fight violence with violence.”

Bunker nodded slowly and pressed his fingers gently on his chest: "Some people cannot be punished by the law. People like us need to stand up."

"Don't worry, I won't judge you for anything."

Ever since he was discharged from the hospital, he didn't know when he had developed this behavior.

When you feel angry.

He will press the scar on his chest.

The heartbreaking feeling of pain would keep flooding in his mind, allowing him to keep his brain awake.

The two clinked glasses.

Look at each other and smile.

"Boom~"

After a few chats, the door was knocked again.

There were two people standing outside the door.

Bunker quickly turned sideways, pressing his palm firmly on the handle of the gun, and Ethan's hand returned under the quilt.

One thing is for sure.

People from the Aryan Brotherhood dare to target themselves. Another member was killed tonight. It is normal for them to take any retaliatory actions. It is not too much to be careful.

"Mr. Morgan."

Another deep voice sounded: "Can you come in and chat for a few words?"

"certainly."

Ethan relaxed and said with a smile: "Please come in, Mr. Mayor!"

The door opens.

Gordon stood at the door with an extremely complicated expression.

His assistant followed behind him, also looking gloomy.

"Bunker."

Ethan put down the cup and showed an expressionless expression: "Please go out first, it seems that Mayor Hopewell has something to talk to me about."

"no problem."

The guy sitting next to him quickly stood up, creating a private space for the two of them to talk.

The door was closed, and Gordon's assistant remained outside.

There was silence in the ward.

After a moment of silence, Gordon walked to the end of the bed. He glanced at Ethan's bandaged arm, which was stained with plum blossoms.

"It's a pity that this happened to you."

He patted the bedrail gently and said in a low voice: "Actually, many people have advised me not to come over. It seems to confirm something I have never done before."

"We are competitors, that's right."

Now the mayor looked at Ethan steadily and said extremely seriously: "I am telling you the truth, I am not that kind of person."

"Um."

Ethan groaned.

Grasping the bedrail with all his strength, Gordon gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't send any gunmen to attack you either."

"Um."

With another groan, Ethan picked up the coffee and took a sip.

He also believed that it was not the gunman sent by Gordon, but this did not affect him in guiding public opinion in that direction. It did not matter what the truth was.

The important thing is killing two birds with one stone.

First, his governance philosophy has been proven. The security situation in Banshee Town is indeed terrible, because candidates were shot when they proposed those ideas. I ask you, the voters, if you are afraid.

Second, if something like this happened in Banshee Town under Gordon's governance, I also ask you, the voters, if you are afraid.

Third, is it possible that because I launched an attack on the position of mayor and threatened Gordon's position, I was given such a wave of warnings? I would like to ask you, the voters, if you are not afraid.

"Can you not lead this?"

Gordon hesitated for a moment and then revealed his second purpose for coming.

But seeing the other person's half-smiling expression, he suddenly realized that he had said something quite stupid.

"Mayor Hopewell."

Ethan sighed softly, shook his head and said, "I don't feel very well now. The doctor told me to get enough rest. I'm very sorry!"

The mayor who has been the mayor for several years actually asked such an innocent question.

It can be seen from this.

Gordon is not fit to sit in that position again.

Even though this is a small town, there are some things in common. In politics, one can only kill everyone and eat them all. There is no one who asks the opponent to be lenient, and one does not know whether he is naive or stupid.

"excuse me."

The mayor gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

"Mr. Hopewell."

When the other party held the door handle, Ethan suddenly said: "You will definitely lose this election!!!"

Gordon's movements stalled.

After a few seconds, he let out a frustrated sigh.

"Um."