My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Hahaha."

Hearty laughter broke the silence of the construction site.

Noticing where Ethan was, Watts immediately came over with a few of his men: "Mr. Morgan, I heard that today is the day you are sworn in. Congratulations. I will soon change my name to you, Mr. Mayor."

"I really wish I could go there to congratulate you."

He walked up to Ethan, smiled and nodded to the two people next to him: "But unfortunately, I have some things to do today and can't spare time."

"I just heard that you are here, so I came over to express my congratulations."

"Congratulations!"

That tough face was a little proud.

Watts didn't care at all about the injured man in the ambulance next to him, as if he didn't know him at all. He looked relaxed and in a good mood.

When this guy arrived, a bunch of workers around him turned their attention to him.

There was no rush to leave.

After all, no one wants to miss such a lively scene. Who says Americans don’t like to watch the excitement? It’s just that we can’t avoid it.

"Thanks."

Ethan smiled without smiling, put his hands in his pockets and said, "So, you gave me this big gift, right?"

No fool would believe that he was just right.

To clarify the matter directly, I want to see what medicine he sells in his gourd.

I don't know if this guy wants to show off his strength, or if he wants to sing gong to gong and drum to drum with him. He came just in time to save himself from having to find someone.

"Please." Watts spread his hands innocently:

"what did I do?"

"But I did hear something. Was someone causing trouble at your construction site?"

At this point, the guy turned around.

When he saw the two injured people in the ambulance, he smacked his mouth: "Damn, it's true. This looks too violent. In fact, there is no need to make it like this."

With a faint smile, Ethan allowed this guy to perform.

Several people from the fraternity who followed behind also looked cheerful, including Bunker's younger brother Calvin, who was casting provocative glances at him.

Judging from the expressions of these people, they seemed to have convinced themselves.

That is on the first day of taking office.

Come and apply eye drops.

After Watts shook his head, he looked sharply at the crowd of onlookers. This large group of workers immediately went about their business. Although they were pretending, they were no longer looking directly at them.

"Mr. Morgan."

He turned around and looked at Ethan with a serious face:

"Actually, there are some things that others don't understand, and they also have many misunderstandings about me. But after you have been in contact with me for a long time, you will find that I am actually a pretty good person."

"For example, I am a person with a special talent."

Putting on a rather kind smile, he said seriously: "Everyone says that I have an unparalleled talent when it comes to solving troubles."

"Actually, the situation you are encountering now is very easy to solve in my opinion."

"oh?"

Ethan stared at this guy and smiled lightly: "Mr. Watts, how much will it cost me to solve this trouble?"

"Twenty thousand a month?"

"No."

Watts stretched out his thick palm and said solemnly: "I have always been generous to my friends. Mr. Morgan, you just need to shake my hand. I don't need much."

“A little kindness goes a long way!”

This deal looks like a pretty good deal, just a handshake.

With just a touch of your hand, you can solve all your current troubles, which couldn't be more affordable.

However, the smile on Ethan's face disappeared. He said nothing and just stared coldly at the guy in front of him. Watts had never seen anything before, but he felt creepy when he was stared at.

The hanging hand was shaking slightly.

You are the one who caused this, and now you are pretending to be generous and good-natured.

Ethan looked at this guy with disdain. He only learned the superficial knowledge of Proctor and not the essence of others. No wonder when the former boss was here, this guy could only act like a dog for him.

Don't even dare to jump.

When Proctor wants to win over people, he at least really helps them solve their problems and gains real favors.

Instead of doing this thing where you take off your pants and fart and make people hate you.

Dozens of people were staring at him. If he really wanted to shake hands with him, wouldn't it be equivalent to saying everything he said during the campaign was equivalent to farting? He couldn't even choose a suitable occasion, and it was just a waste snack.

"Mr. Watts."

Ethan pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly: "Do I make you feel particularly innocent and kind, and seem to be very easy to handle?"

"So much so that you treat me like an idiot."

Without waiting for the other party to explain, he glanced at the hand that the guy held in front of him and threatened coldly: "If you have to solve the problem for me, I won't shake your hand. I will give you a final warning."

"If any accidents happen again at my construction site."

"Slaughterhouse."

"Dining room."

"Bah." spitting to the side, Ethan sneered: "Any business involved in the Aryan Brotherhood will be scrutinized by me. Taxation, sanitation, and fire protection will be investigated clearly for you."

“Isn’t the strip club ready to open?”

"Very good. To express my congratulations, I will send two police cars there every day to help maintain order and ensure your business is prosperous!"

After saying this, Watts turned pale.

The people behind him also bit their cheeks tightly, their expressions quite ugly.

I thought I was coming here to show off my strength with both soft and hard tactics, but unexpectedly, I was threatened in return. Calvin's eyes turned a little red.

"You know what made Proctor so successful?"

Ethan tapped Watts's nose and sneered: "He understands the rules and respects them. These rules are very important. They can not only protect others, but also protect themselves."

"If you can't understand this, then you are a loser."

"Don't try to blackmail me."

He stretched out his palm like lightning and slapped Watts on the face a few times: "To be honest, you are really not enough for me, Mr. Watts!!!"

These words stunned this guy.

So much so that he didn't react at all and let Ethan slap him hard several times.

The crisp snapping sound fell into everyone's heart.

Everyone looked at Ethan in shock, their throats rolling with difficulty. He was the leader of the Aryan Brotherhood with a notorious reputation, and now he was slapped in the face like he was lecturing a child.

Where did this courage come from?

The loud slap also seemed to hit the faces of the following people, causing their faces to turn red quickly.

"asshole!"

The veins on Calvin's neck swelled, and he rushed forward with an angry curse.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and several other people also rushed forward like angry bulls. They vowed to return this extreme humiliation and let this kid who could only talk see what a fist as big as a sandbag was.

The conflict broke out and the scene exploded.