My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The subway roars as it rushes through the dark tunnel.

There were screams mixed in the middle.

Several people in the swaying car were sprawled on the ground, and the situation was completely one-sided.

"Farke!"

Seeing his own person being beaten like this, the kid who was hiding behind and wearing a New York Giants cap yelled angrily. He quickly lifted the corner of his clothes and held a dark revolver in his hand.

The finger is also pressed on the trigger and it is about to be pulled.

Ethan stepped forward and quickly held up the opponent's wrist.

"Bang~"

With a gunshot, a small hole appeared on the roof of the subway.

Control the opponent with your left hand and form a hook with your right hand.

With a cold face, Ethan slapped the peaked cap's neck hard, and pushed it against the other person's throat with a loud bang. The guy's eyes turned black, and he knelt down with his knees banging.

If he hadn't saved some strength.

This simple blow can directly cut off this kid's throat!

Grabbing the opponent's gun-holding hand and twisting it, cutting the cap's arm back like a tractor, Ethan smiled at the Latin woman and yanked his hands in the opposite direction.

"Click~"

With a snap from his shoulder blade, the revolver fell to the ground.

The boy was also like a fish thrown ashore, his body was twisting and turning, and his howling could reach the sky.

"Bang."

There was another muffled sound, and the ground of the carriage shook.

He turned around and looked at Jia Bo.

"Fuck Fuck."

The bald man jumped to his feet and yelled, waving his hands and kicking the guy who was knocked unconscious by his punch: "Asshole, why do you have such a hard face? It hurts my hand!!!"

Six gangsters, all done.

Ethan laughed, and his whole body suddenly felt comfortable.

The regret of missing two G-cup cups in the nightclub just now was gone with the movement of one's hands and feet.

"asshole."

After everything happened, only about ten seconds had passed. The short-haired man struggled to get up, grabbed the handle of the knife and shouted with sweat: "Do you know who I am, you die..."

"Pa~"

A big slap interrupted his words.

Ethan particularly enjoyed the feeling of beating away the flesh with a little elasticity.

"I."

The short-haired man still wanted to talk.

"Snapped!"

As soon as he stood up, Jia Bo followed suit and slapped him away: "Mom, Fuck, you actually think of me as a male prostitute."

It's okay if I don't say it, but Ethan will remember it when I mention it.

The two of them slapped the man with short hair, one on the left and the other on the right, until he became dizzy.

His eyes were filled with stars.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Ethan grabbed his clothes, threw the guy to the ground, jumped up and stomped his heel hard on his knees, and a horrifying sound of bone breaking followed.

"God~"

Jiabo grinned, looked at the short-haired man who was frantically sucking in the air conditioner, and said, "Are we being a little too cruel?"

"wrong."

Looking at the two people who had their balls exploded, Ethan raised his middle finger to Jabber without any courtesy: "It's not us, it's you. You're the only one who's cruel to provoke Fake!"

No matter how ruthless he is, he can only waste his hands and feet.

This guy has the pleasure of directly destroying other people's lower bodies. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with others teasing him as a male prostitute.

"It seems so."

Jia Bo sneered, strode to the side of the short-haired man, and narrowed his eyes: "Since you are already cruel, you might as well be more cruel. Mom, remember, you are the male prostitute!"

"I am Fakeyou, and I am definitely not you Fakemi!"

"NO, NO, NO!!!"

The short-haired man finally recovered from the severe pain in his leg. He looked at Jiabo's raised foot in horror and struggled to move back.

"Bang~"

As the kick landed, the short-haired man's neck stiffened, he looked steadily at Ethan and Jabber standing next to him, rolled his eyes and fainted.

"damn it."

Ethan scratched his crotch and shuddered all over.

Too cruel.

As a kind person like me, I can't stand such a thing.

He walked towards the two female Bodhisattvas and stood in front of them, his body swaying slightly with the moving carriage.

"I swear."

The Latin woman was excited and stammered: "I didn't see anything tonight, let alone what happened. Sir, I only remember that some kind people saved Mandy and I!"

"Otherwise, we don't know what will happen to us."

Afraid of returning.

But without these two people, who knows what she and her companions would have suffered. Although she is engaged in this kind of industry, she said that she is not an ungrateful person.

"very good."

Ethan waved with satisfaction: "I hope you can do what you said and leave when you get to the station!"

"Um!"

The black girl, who was holding her stomach, nodded heavily and looked at the beaten people with relief.

The groans of pain continued.

The subway rumbles continuously.

At the next subway station, Ethan, Jabber, and the two female Bodhisattvas all left one after another. Even the homeless man quietly moved to other carriages, not daring to cause any trouble.

Call the police, it doesn't exist.

No one wants to call the police for this kind of thing, and the warning Ethan gave before was just in case.

The other party doesn't know him either.

Don’t worry about what information you might reveal about yourself.

the next day.

I spent almost the whole night last night and drank some wine. When I woke up, the sun was already high outside the window.

I yawned and grabbed my phone.

There was no new information on it, and it was tossed aside.

Tracking is often boring, and gains require time. Bunker and the others, including themselves, are in the stage of collecting information, so it is normal to not find anything special.

There was still snoring in the room.

He got up from the sofa, walked into the room and looked at the computer. The program on it was still running.

No different than last night.

According to what the other party said, if a vulnerability that can be invaded is retrieved, the computer will give a prompt, so now it is obvious that no vulnerability has been found.

Regardless of Jiabo who was sleeping soundly, he left a note and went out for a walk.

With that guy's energy, he would probably sleep until the afternoon.

It was a rare vacation for him. He didn't want to stay in a small apartment building and play with his mobile phone for several hours. He had already arrived in New York. How could he live up to his hard work without wandering around.

After going to see the old lady holding the torch, I wandered over to Central Park to admire the young lady lying on the grass basking in the sun.

After your eyes are satisfied, take a taxi and go straight to Flushing, where the Chinese gather.

The Chinese characters all over the street made me feel like I was in another country. When I received a call from Jia Bo, he was happily shopping in a Chinese supermarket, throwing Lao Gan Ma and hot pot base ingredients into the shopping basket.

There are some things that you can't buy in Banshee Town.

Shopping there is not as convenient as in Chicago. After eating too much steak, I still want to change my taste.

After telling Jabber where he was, Ethan threw a large pile of coconut palm juice into the shopping cart and continued his supermarket shopping. (End of chapter)