My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The already chaotic construction site is now like pouring a spoonful of cold water on boiling oil.

It was about to crackle and explode.

"do not move!!!"

The roar sounded, and Watts quickly opened his arms and shouted excitedly: "Don't move, calm down."

He was beaten, but he had to dissuade his subordinates.

This suffocating feeling made the veins on his forehead swell, and he wanted to eat Ethan alive!

"Waterfa?"

Calvin struggled to push away Watts' hand, stared at Ethan who was smiling across from him and growled: "Let go, I will beat the shit out of this guy. This is a humiliation to the fraternity."

“Not just for you!!!”

"Pa~"

Another hard slap sounded.

The sound was much clearer than before, and some construction workers watching the excitement couldn't help but touch their faces.

Good guy, it hurts to look at it.

Bright red palm prints appeared on Calvin's face. He turned his head blankly, unable to believe that the other party had slapped him so hard. The pain on his face was insignificant at this time, and it was more of a sting in his heart.

"Sheriff."

Watts flicked his wrist and looked at Brock angrily: "I was attacked just now. I believe you must have seen it, right?"

Opposite them, the Sheriff of Banshee Town had drawn out his gun. Not only that, several nearby town police officers also put their hands on the handles of their guns at their waists, posing as if they were emptying the magazine.

This is also the reason why he tried so hard to stop it just now.

If this group of people rushed over and waved their fists, it would give the other party a chance to shoot, and he would never allow this to happen.

"Feel sorry."

Brock held the Glock with both hands and said expressionlessly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I only saw a few of your friends trying to attack me. I suggest you persuade them to calm down."

"damn it."

"what are you saying?"

Several people who were already angry wanted to roar forward again.

On the contrary, Calvin stood there blankly, staring at the mud on the ground. Blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the gray-black mud with traces of bright red.

"Shut up, everyone."

Watts shouted again and restrained several of his men.

He took a few heavy breaths, pursed his thin lips, and stared at Ethan like an angry bull.

The latter, however, still had a smile on his face.

A suit made his body stand out, his chin was slightly raised, and his faint smile was full of disdain.

As much as he wanted to punch that smile, Watts knew it was pointless.

What the other party said just now makes perfect sense.

The mayor is not so easy to control. He thinks things too simply. If he does not maintain the superficial order and everyone breaks up with each other, he will suffer heavy losses.

Moreover, your losses will definitely be greater than those of the other party.

After experiencing a series of previous events, what he needs to do now is to stabilize production profits and grow his power.

Instead of having the most direct conflict with the Banshee Town Archon.

"Excuse me today."

He clenched his fists and suppressed his anger: "Mr. Morgan, you are right, rules are very important. In fact, I don't know what happened here, but some things are for sure."

"That's very unfortunate what happened today."

Taking a deep look at Ethan, he turned back to stare at the guy being screwed by Raven, and said loudly: "And I don't want to see anything like this happen on this construction site again. This is not good for anyone." It’s all a tragedy.”

There is no doubt that this guy gave in.

As Watts's voice echoed through the scene, everyone except a few people next to him looked at Ethan in surprise.

I don't know what he said.

With just a few words, the boss of the white supremacy organization not only swallowed his anger after being beaten, but also said such words that slapped him in the face, which was a complete reversal.

The standing figure suddenly became much more majestic.

The smile on Ethan's face grew stronger. He didn't expect that on the first day he took office, a big fool would come over to help him establish his reputation.

This matter spread, and he fired the first shot.

He really wanted to shake Watts's hand now and express his heartfelt thanks!

Yes, he is a big fool.

Before using small means to publicly threaten others, you must first ensure that you will not have any leverage that can be used by the other party. It is obvious that Watts, a big fool, has forgotten such a simple truth.

The guy said the next word and was about to take the people away with a cold face.

"Yo."

Ethan took advantage of the victory and said loudly: "That boy, your name is Calvin, right?"

I saw that slap just now.

The trace of resentment that flashed in the eyes of his younger brother, Bunker, could not escape his own eyes. There was no better time than now to give in to the fire. Sometimes a light word could bring great damage to people.

Calvin, who had a slap mark on his face, said nothing and just raised his eyelids blankly.

"Your brother and I are friends."

Ethan shook his head with a smile and shrugged: "We are all Bunkers, but compared to him, you are a waste, a brainless idiot."

Calvin's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he could bleed.

"snort!"

Thinking of the way this guy was stunned and rushing up, Watts snorted coldly and walked to the Ford F150 parked next to him. It was obvious that he was also very dissatisfied with Calvin's performance just now.

This divine assist made the corners of Ethan's eyes twitch slightly.

Forced to suppress a smile.

We are all opponents, so being ridiculed is not a big deal. At most, it is just to hold back the anger.

But Ethan specifically picked on Watts when he was unhappy, and the latter also expressed his dissatisfaction as he expected. The ridicule of his own people was the most fatal. After a cold snort, Calvin's eyes turned red.

His chest kept rising and falling, and drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Anyone could tell that this guy was on the verge of going crazy. If he was given a gun, he might be able to kill everyone at the scene.

Brock held the handle of the gun tightly, cautiously.

Surprisingly, Calvin quickly calmed down, and after Watts shouted, he turned around and got into the car expressionlessly.

This reaction made Ethan's evaluation of him a bit higher.

I didn't expect to be so forbearing. Most people can't do this. He doesn't seem like a brainless guy.

It’s different than when it came.

The two pickup trucks looked so weak as they left.

Ethan sighed softly, there was still a little bit of fire left, and if he added another time or two to the fire, he might be able to start an internal strife in the Aryan Brotherhood.

According to the information provided by Bunker, Calvin is also considered a leader in the Brotherhood.

If he had a conflict with Watts, the big shot behind the scenes might come forward or mediate through some channel, and he could follow the clues and find his real opponent.

That is, the senator hiding behind, this is his goal.