My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Three o'clock in the morning, Manhattan.

Several shouts and curses suddenly rang out in the originally quiet street, and then several people stumbled out of the bar.

"Honey, believe me, I only had one encounter with him."

"Fakeyu."

"Everyone, please be civilized. I'll hit anyone who comes!"

"Joy, if you still miss Daddy Jabber, you have my phone number."

"Fake!!!"

The outside of the bar was in chaos. With just a few words, the doorman was instantly confused in the wind. However, when he saw the bruised and bruised security guard, he wisely stopped and ate the melon with relish.

Although Ethan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he still stretched out his hand to stop a few security guards with a cold face and warned those people not to move.

Behind him, Jabber went one-on-four.

He launched a frantic provocation to the four men, and with a few venomous words, the strongest man across from him became furious and wanted to step forward with his fist raised.

The three friends beside him quickly hugged him.

The main reason is that the guy staring at the security guard was too scary, and they really didn't want to have another shoulder fall.

The most handsome Latin man among them hugged his boyfriend tightly, and at the same time winked at Jiabo, and made a phone call gesture with his hand.

"Hahaha."

Seeing this, Jiabo laughed and blew a kiss.

This provocation made the burly guy jump in anger and curse words burst out from his mouth:

"Fakeyu, Chinese guy."

Ethan's ears twitched, and he immediately turned around and rushed towards those people: "What the hell are you talking about, you white-skinned pig!"

This move scared those few people and ran away.

Rushing footsteps echoed through the streets.

"Pooh."

He spit heavily at the side and raised his middle finger: "That's right, run faster, white-skinned pig, hurry up and go home and cry to your mother!"

Put your hands down and look back.

Several white security guards looked at him with strange expressions.

"Waterfa?"

His eyes widened, and those people were so frightened that they quickly waved their hands, shook their heads and walked into the nightclub. I had never seen anyone get so anxious that they even cursed themselves.

There is no doubt that this is a jealous show.

No, it's a ploy to exploit the corner.

Just now, while having fun in there, Jia Bo hooked up with a Latino pretty boy from somewhere, and it seemed that he even flirted with her. Then the two of them were intimate with each other in the booth and was seen by someone else's real boyfriend.

That's when things started to get confusing.

Fortunately, Ethan's force deterred him, otherwise tonight would have ended with him being thrown out of the bar by the security personnel.

However, there seems to be no difference now.

"Please."

Looking at Jia Bo who was still laughing, he waved his hand helplessly and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "I had a good chat with those girls. It won't take long to take them to the hotel!!!"

"tomorrow."

After a lot of trouble, the guy actually looked cheerful and said, "I'll make up for you tomorrow night."

"Come on, that's how nightclubs work!"

"Otherwise there would be no fun~"

"Hahaha."

With a wry smile, Ethan threw the gum into his mouth.

It is absolutely impossible to get in now. The two security guards at the door are staring at him. Unless he is a super VIP, if there is a conflict in the nightclub, no matter who is right or wrong, he will be thrown out to sober up.

Thinking of the two G cups just now, he shook his head regretfully:

"Let's go back to sleep."

My eyes searched everywhere, but none of the yellow taxis that were everywhere when I arrived was nowhere to be seen.

"Stop looking for it."

Jia Bo finally finished his silly fun and walked forward, waving his hands: "The nightclub ends at four o'clock. It's rare for taxi drivers to come over and wait for an hour at this time. It's a short walk to the subway entrance, which is very convenient."

She shrugged and followed him to the subway entrance.

After two hours of shaking in the nightclub, his head was still buzzing. Ethan scratched his ears and expressed his contempt for this guy.

What's wrong with you? You're trying to steal someone else's corner.

While complaining to each other, they walked past the homeless people huddled in the corner and walked into the underground passage.

It's still pretty shiny up there.

But after walking down the stairs, Ethan couldn't help but frown. There was not only the smell of leaves but also the smell of urine in the air, and the walls were mottled everywhere, and water was still dripping from some gaps in the ceiling.

"Welcome to the New York subway."

Jia Bo was used to it and rubbed his face that was red from the alcohol: "Although the environment is very bad, it is really worth coming to experience it. After all, it has a history of more than a hundred years."

"Are you serious?"

Ethan really didn't know this very well and seemed quite surprised.

But judging from the other party's calm look, he must be telling the truth. Ethan quickly pushed back the year and was surprised to find that construction should have started in 1900.

The subway station will definitely not be the same as it was more than a hundred years ago, but the general framework should not change much.

Walking below, you can inexplicably feel the shock of witnessing industrial civilization.

But this feeling quickly subsided.

Several little blacks jumped over the ticket gate with unusual agility. The skill of their movements amazed him and added a lot of joy to this historic place.

Under the leadership of Jia Bo, the two wandered around and quickly arrived at the platform.

"Shet."

Now Ethan 100% believed that this place had a history of hundreds of years. He shook his head and complained: "If you tell me now that it is in a garbage station, I will never doubt it."

Not only on the platform, but also on the tracks, all kinds of garbage can be seen everywhere.

Behind the pillars, there were urine stains everywhere.

"still have a question."

He looked at the yellow line on the edge of the platform, his eyes twitched and said: "Why is there not even a guardrail? Isn't the New York City Government afraid of accidents?"

Not to mention the partition wall, I didn’t even see the guardrail that was half a person’s height.

Those who are brave can even jump directly to the track. Ethan's mind instantly came up with several ways to kill people here.

"Don't ask, I'm not the mayor of New York."

Jia Bo rubbed his head and curled his lips and said, "Do you think those officials would care about this kind of thing?"

As an official, Ethan shrugged.

"Boom~"

Before long, there was a roar in the dark tunnel. There was no subway, but the wind rushed towards me first.

Seeing this, he quickly took two steps back.

"Let's go!"

When the roaring subway stopped at the platform, Jabo quickly greeted Ethan to get on the train.

At this time, there are very few people in the carriage.

Avoiding the homeless man lying on the chair, the two found a relatively clean place to sit down peacefully. The train continued to roar and drove towards Brooklyn with stops and starts.

"Shua~"

The subway stopped again and the doors opened.

The smell of crude perfume entered the car along with the messy tapping of high-heeled shoes, followed closely by the tired chuckles of two women.

"It's you."

The red high-heeled shoes stopped in front of Ethan, and a surprised and somewhat annoyed voice sounded: "Mr. Million Dollar!!!" (End of Chapter)