My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

A line of cars drove forward.

The entire street has also turned into a fish tank.

Small goldfish of different shapes on both sides showed off the advantages of their figures, hoping to attract gentlemen who were willing to pay a sum of money for themselves.

Ethan couldn't laugh or cry, why he came to such a place inexplicably.

But it's normal to think about it. What else could there be in the territory occupied by gang members, monopolies, etc. They can't find food in a prosperous place like the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

"Bang bang~"

There was a knock on the car window, and a Latin woman puffed up her chest: "Hey, do you want to take me for a ride?"

"Only eighty dollars, guaranteed to satisfy you."

Ethan looked sideways and saw that the other person looked extremely ordinary, and his thick makeup was too colorful.

The two soft lumps of flesh on her chest were pressed against the window.

The scale is quite spectacular, and the buttocks at the back are even more like a millstone.

"Hey."

Noticing his appearance, the Latin woman chewed the gum in her mouth vigorously and blinked quickly: "You can do it cheaper, seventy is enough. Are you interested in playing around? I'm very skilled."

"Will you give it to me?"

Ethan was a little puzzled, shrugged and said: "But it's very expensive, maybe I will consider it for one million."

"Fakeyu!!!"

With an angry yell, the Ford pickup truck sped forward with laughter.

Near Sunset Park.

After confirming that there was nothing of value in the car, Ethan slammed the car door and walked quickly to the nearby apartment building.

The neighborhood doesn't look like a benign place.

Sunspots can be seen wandering around the entire block from time to time, and tramps and female bodhisattvas can be seen everywhere. Nothing is allowed in the car, otherwise you will see broken glass everywhere when you turn around.

This country’s dazzling places can make people applaud.

But a chaotic place can also be daunting.

The two poles are clear.

The soundproofing of the apartment building is extremely poor. The sounds of crying children, chattering arguments and fierce palm slapping blend into a melodious urban symphony, and the air is filled with a lively atmosphere.

This is an experience that is hard to have in a small town.

In this tune, Ethan walked along the corridor to the end on the left and banged the door.

"damn it."

When the door opened, he fist bumped with Jia Bo, whom he hadn't seen for a while: "Can't you find a better place to live?"

"There is no shortage of money to buy a villa."

The Asian bald man rolled his eyes and complained dissatisfiedly: "No good evening?"

"No. How have you been lately?"

"Fakeyo!" Ethan responded by raising his middle finger.

In fact, he didn't need the other party to explain. He also knew why Jia Bo chose to live in these places. It was all because of his extremely fragile sense of security.

In the eyes of some people, the more chaotic it becomes.

The safer it is.

The decoration of the house is extremely simple, but it's okay, as long as it has decoration, it's better than a rough house.

"What was that number just now?"

Jabber opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer.

"NYPD officer number." Taking the bottle and opening the cap, Ethan followed the other person into the bedroom: "You would never guess that the car transporting pills was escorted all the way into Brooklyn by a patrol car!"

"Hmph~"

After scratching his bald head, Jiabo sneered: "This method is really creative."

The two of them had never come into contact with the dark side.

Talk about these things as if they were anecdotes.

"but."

He pulled out his chair and sat down in front of the computer: "I remember that you have connections in the FBI. Wouldn't it be more convenient to have their people investigate this kind of thing?"

"Don't look at it as just a warning sign. I need to do a lot of work."

"Believe me, invading the New York Police Department is completely different from invading that factory."

On the computer screen are several monitoring screens.

Although it was gray, I could see everything clearly, and I could easily recognize the environment outside BOT Pharmaceuticals at a glance.

"Inappropriate."

Ethan took a sip of his beer and opened the disposable cigarette holder on the table next to him: "First, I don't want the FBI to know what I'm doing."

"second."

Insert the cigarette holder into the hookah pipe and take a deep breath, exhaling a large stream of smoke with a fruity aroma:

"It would be very difficult to return some favors."

I owe a favor to the FBI. Who knows when I will be asked to do some terrible work.

It's better to let the bald guy take some time to investigate.

"All right."

Jiabo shook his head and clicked the mouse to zoom in on the surveillance screen: "Those people are very smart. The surveillance cameras are only for the outside but not for the inside, but I did notice three security guards hiding outside."

As he spoke, he clicked his finger on three places on the surveillance screen.

After writing down these three locations, Ethan took out his cell phone and called Bunker to tell him to be careful, and also told him about the situation he just discovered.

"The high-voltage power grid is easy to solve."

After he finished the call, Jiabo also grabbed the pipe of the Arabic hookah and smoked it until it made a slurping sound: "Now you can do it with a few clicks of the mouse, but I don't know what the environment is inside, and it may be dangerous."

“Strip club or nightclub?”

"Cough~"

The tone of the conversation changed so quickly that Ethan choked on the smoke. He patted his chest and said, "Didn't you say that it would be troublesome to invade the New York Police Department?"

"That's right!"

After grabbing a handful of bald heads, Jabo said calmly: "But the preliminary work can be done in half an hour. The rest is mainly about searching for loopholes in the program. Just leave these to the computer."

I don’t understand this stuff either, but I can handle it anyway.

What you want is results.

He scratched his chin and thought for a while: "Let's go to a nightclub. I have been listening to country music for a long time and I need some electronic music to relax my brain!"

"Da~"

Jabber snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Then go uptown. Banshee Town is not far from New York. You should come here from time to time, otherwise you will become stupid if you stay in that rural place for too long."

"Ouch~"

When the bald head is knocked up, it makes a clanging sound.

This guy was hit on the head and grinned: "Asshole, I originally planned to entertain you with a standard of twenty thousand dollars tonight, but now I suddenly feel that ten thousand dollars is quite sufficient."

"Um?"

Ethan glanced sideways at him, his fingers ready to move again.

"damn it."

Jia Bo muttered and banged the keyboard: "It's more hateful than a capitalist. I work for you, invite you to play, and get beaten by you."

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

After the guy put on some clothes, the two of them walked downstairs in high spirits, ready to enjoy the rest of the night in New York.

"forget it!"

When he saw Candy's car, Jiabo quickly shook his head: "Everyone will drink soon, so we won't drive."

If it were a Ferrari, he would never say this, but driving a pickup truck with cow dung on its tires to go to a nightclub, and would rather blow himself up with a gun, Jiabo couldn't do such a thing.

"Shhhh~"

The whistle penetrated the night sky.

While causing several shouts and curses, he also successfully attracted a yellow taxi in the distance. (End of chapter)