My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Who the hell are you?"

The man in the vest turned his head angrily, and when he saw it was Proctor, his legs shook.

Proctor didn't bother to talk nonsense to him and waved directly. The security personnel standing behind him stepped forward and took the man in the vest out.

The man in the vest struggled and shouted: "I'm sorry, Mr. Proctor, I didn't know he was your friend."

The security guard who dragged him punched him directly, and the man in the vest obediently shut his mouth.

Proctor turned around and said to Ethan:

"I'm sorry, these mountain people appeared from nowhere and brought a bad experience to you and your friends."

Ethan took out a few tissues, wiped off the blood on his hands, and asked with concern:

"It doesn't matter. Nothing will happen to him, right?"

Proctor shook his head, "Of course not. I am a businessman who operates in compliance with the law."

"But this kind of person also needs a little punishment. After all, robbing money is not a good habit, right?"

Ethan picked up the wine glass and said, "You're right."

Proctor looked at Jabber, who ignored him and focused on watching the dancer flying on the pole.

Seeing that Ethan had no intention of introducing him, he smiled and said:

"Gentlemen, I'm leaving first. The drinks tonight are all in the store. I hope you can have a good time."

"Thank you, but you don't need it anymore. It's my friend's treat tonight."

Ethan put down his wine glass and continued: "After all, I am just a town policeman with a meager income. I can't afford your money."

Proctor looked at the thick pile of small bills in front of Ethan and raised his eyebrows.

He smiled without saying anything, turned around and walked back to the office inside. The little farce ended quickly, and there was drinking and dancing in the club.

Even if Ethan didn't take action, the man in the vest just now wouldn't be able to please him.

If you dare to do something in this place, it is obvious that you are destroying Proctor's job. Just give him a good beating.

"Is he the Proctor?"

"That's right."

"Looks like a businessman."

"A great gangster never makes himself look like a gangster."

The two of them drank wine leisurely and continued to wave the banknotes in their hands.

Two days later, Ethan drove the police car to the outskirts of town.

I drove a few dozen meters along the private road and stopped in front of a small house.

After the horn rang a few times, Jabber opened the door and walked down the porch wearing a black nightgown and holding a bottle of whiskey.

"Welcome to my new home."

The Goth man also walked out of the house and waved to Ethan.

Ethan looked around the house and asked in surprise:

"Fake, when did you rent a house here?"

This house comes with a small farm, surrounded by tall trees. There is no other house within a few kilometers, and the privacy is first-class.

Jabo saw the surprised look on Ethan's face and said with a satisfied smile:

"I rented it a long time ago, but I didn't tell you before. Now that it's been renovated, I'll take Johnny here to play around."

"Since you bastards are here, I also need to find a place to stay. I can't either stay in a hotel or run back to New York every time."

Jabber hugged the Goth man, "It just so happens that Johnny also wants to find a place to change his mood. This place is not bad, and there is a river behind it."

"Come on, follow me."

Jabber waved his hand and walked to the garage next to him.

In the garage, in addition to Job's convertible, there was also an ordinary Ford car parked.

Ethan glanced at Jabber, and he raised his hand and threw over a bunch of keys.

Ethan took the keys and opened the trunk of the car.

Inside was a blue duffel bag, which he unzipped.

On top of the bag is a black combat uniform, complete with boots and soft body armor.

Opening the clothes, there was a Colt M1911, spare magazines and bullets underneath.

"Thanks."

Ethan closed the zipper of the bag with satisfaction, then took out a paper bag from his arms and handed the agreed money to Jabber.

Jabo took the money, handed it to Johnny, and said to Ethan:

"In view of what you have to do, you can leave the car with me first. When needed, you can come directly and drive it."

"I've given you the key too. There are no roadside surveillance on the roads passing here, so don't worry about being discovered."

Ethan patted Jabber on the shoulder and closed the trunk.

"no problem"

The matter has been settled, Jiabo opened the small door next to the garage leading to the inside of the house.

"Want to come in for a drink?"

"I'm still on patrol. I'll drink at Candy's place. Aren't you going to give Jason's identity certificate to him tonight?"

Ethan waved his hand, returned to the police car, and continued working.

Now that the things are ready, I wonder what’s going on with Nola, there’s been no news for a few days.

He slowed down and sent Nora a message.

Not long after, the phone rang.

"We can't find Cheton's whereabouts. The Red Bone Gang is stationed deep in the forest to the north of the Chino tribe."

After remembering the location, Ethan sighed and deleted the text message.

After get off work, Ethan went home and had something to eat, then got into his car and went to Davis Bar.

At this time, only Candy was in the small bar.

Ethan picked up the wine glass and came to the pool table and started playing by himself. Not long after, Hood and Jason also came to the bar.

As soon as he and Hood finished playing a round, Jabber hugged the Goth man Johnny and opened the wooden door.

Seeing Jiabo appear, Jason quickly stood up.

Jabo took out a document bag from his satchel, walked up to Jason, looked at him for a while, and then handed over the bag in his hand.

"Congratulations, you are a completely different person now."

"Thanks."

Jason grabbed the document bag and tried to take it back, but it didn't move at all. He looked at Jiabo in confusion.

"Anything else?"

Jabo narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Do you remember what I said?"

Jason nodded and said seriously:

"Don't worry, I will leave early tomorrow morning and you will never see me again."

He has stayed in this place for long enough, and he can't wait to leave immediately. If he stays here for a while, it will be more dangerous.

After Jia Bo heard what he said, he let go of his hand.

Jason couldn't wait to open the file bag and check the information inside.

Seeing the new identity he had obtained, he excitedly walked behind Hood, put his arm around Hood's shoulders, and patted him happily a few times.

"Thank you, man."

Seeing Jason like this, Jabber rolled his eyes and pulled Johnny to sit down at the bar.

"Just thank Jia Bo, he did it all."

Hood smiled and took a sip of wine. "Put your things away. Don't show off to others. Keep a low profile."

"I know this. Thank you all. I'll treat you all to a drink."

Jason quickly put his ID in his wallet, sat on a chair, and said happily to the people in the bar.

Seeing his excited look, Ethan shook his head and took a sip of the whiskey placed next to him.

He put the cup down, held the cue firmly in his hand, leaned down and took a quick aim, then quickly poked out the cue.

With a "dong" sound, the black ball fell into the bag.

Along with the sound of hitting billiards, the wooden door of the bar was pushed open, and a voice with a strong British accent sounded.

"Good evening, Jason, long time no see."