My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The sun is blinding.

The sound of car horns can be faintly heard.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ethan woke up from his deep sleep. He turned around subconsciously, placed his palms on a familiar place, and moved skillfully a few times.

After this movement, there was a murmur next to him.

"Please."

Xiao weakly pushed his hand away and shouted drowsily: "I think I need sleep now."

The voice was very thirsty.

There is no way, this is what happened after a fierce battle.

Last night, she wanted to completely differentiate herself from Ethan in the field where she had a natural advantage. Although she fought fiercely in the early stage and fought bravely in the middle stage, she was completely defeated in the later stage.

Ethan also took advantage of the victory to pursue her and suppressed her forcefully.

Until the begging for mercy sounded.

Until the whole person was completely unable to fight back, he could only surrender obediently and not dare to provoke again.

He opened his eyes and looked to the side.

Xiao's face looked tired, and she was burying her head in a soft white pillow. On the high bridge of her nose, a few strands of hair were gently swaying with her breathing, and her whole person looked weak.

There is no way to yell at yourself anymore.

He proudly scratched the other person's slightly curled lips, lifted up the quilt, turned over and stood up.

My mouth is dry now because I drank a lot of strong alcohol.

I need to find some water to drink.

Squinting his eyes against the bright sunshine, he had time to look at the apartment he was in. This ghost place of the female agent was similar to Jiabo's hiding places.

An entire rough room.

There are exposed red bricks everywhere, and in this one-bedroom apartment, a large mattress is just thrown on the cement floor.

From a row of windows next to it, you can see the high-rise buildings of New York City.

There are simple clothes hangers and a few electrical appliances such as a refrigerator and a coffee machine placed against the wall. There is nothing else. If I want to praise it, I can only call it minimalist style.

Rubbing his face with his hands, he walked towards the refrigerator.

"Jesus."

After opening the refrigerator, his eyes were a little straightened: "Will these things be easier to use after being chilled?"

In the fresh-keeping area above the refrigerator, bottles of mineral water and beer were mixed with various pistols and submachine guns, and spare magazines filled with yellow-orange bullets were piled up layer upon layer.

The refrigerator door was supposed to be where eggs were placed, but instead there were high-explosive grenades.

Picking up one and throwing it in his hand, he shrugged. This woman could be considered to have implemented violence into every corner of her life.

"Um."

Xiao didn't even raise his eyelids and snorted.

Shaking his head, Ethan smiled and took out two bottles of mineral water from the Colt M1911, closed the ultra-small arsenal with his hand, threw one bottle on the bed, and took gulps to replenish water.

Twist your waist left and right.

crackling sound.

After some treatment, the whole person was completely rejuvenated.

Looking back at the mattress, he saw that the girl was still lying there. He smiled, walked over quickly, grabbed the bottle of cold mineral water, and reached into the quilt with lightning speed.

"ah!!!"

Screams started.

Xiao was no longer sleepy, and his powerful thighs popped out of the quilt, whizzing toward Ethan.

"Pa~"

He stretched out his palms and stood firm to block the attack.

Immediately afterwards, his fists came over in annoyance, but unfortunately he lost the support of his strength, and his every move was limp, like a fake fist and a leg.

It only took Ethan two or three strokes to control her into submission.

He exerted force with his arms, threw Xiao's entire body onto his shoulders, and slapped his pert buttocks twice hard. Amidst the incompetent shouts from the other party, he carried Xiao to the bathroom next to him.

The wind howled.

The road sign flashed by, and the words "Welcome to Banshee Town" were quickly left behind.

The trip to New York ended in a hurry.

This vacation can't be said to be fruitless. On the one hand, it's money. It's also clear that the Aryan Brotherhood is at least closely connected with New York gangs and the criminal police organization HR.

Law enforcement officers escorted the unique items.

It seems very clever, but it is also very risky. If you don't have a very strong relationship, you won't do this kind of thing.

But the real gain doesn’t seem to be much.

At least whether they are the top brass of the Aryan Brotherhood or the heads of HR, these people are still hiding in the clouds.

During the two days he went to New York, Bunker and Borden took turns monitoring outside the factory, but there was no big gain. They just recorded and photographed the people who were in the factory and the behavior patterns of the other parties.

I went to see Boden before driving back to Banshee Town.

He exchanged the pickup truck for a Dodge Challenger at Davis Bar and moved the remaining three travel bags to the trunk of the muscle car. After throwing the car keys to Candy, he got in the car and went straight to the supermarket.

The space was filled up last night, and the things inside need to be moved out as soon as possible.

Otherwise, we cannot respond to emergencies.

Inside the supermarket.

Throwing a few large woven bags into the shopping cart, Ethan continued to wander around the rows of shelves, putting one or two favorite products into the cart from time to time.

"Bang~"

As he turned the corner, a cart suddenly appeared next to him and slammed into him.

This movement startled him.

His palms quickly touched his waist.

"Shet."

What followed was a soft cry from a woman. The other party waved her hands repeatedly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention. Didn't I scare you?"

Seeing this, Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

With a flick of his finger, the coat covered the handle of the gun.

Just as he was about to say something, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the reckless blonde woman, who held a little boy in her arms. Her pretty face was dotted with freckles, and she looked very familiar.

I've seen this somewhere.

The other party also noticed that it was Ethan, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

This trace of panic made his memory flood.

In the ward of Banshee Town Hospital, I went to see Bunker, who was recovering at the time, and found that the quilt on the guy's body was bulging, and it was the woman in front of me who had put her hands into it.

I haven't heard that Bunker has a child. Does that guy like to hook up with single young women?

Thinking of this, he smiled happily.

Good taste~

No matter what, in his opinion, a friend's friend is a friend. He smiles and reaches out to say hello to the other person.

"Maggie."

At this moment, a voice sounded, and heavy steps quickly approached:

"what happened?"

The moment the voice sounded, the blond woman's eyes became even more panicked.

She stared at Ethan and shook her head slightly.

Before Ethan could react what was going on, a man in a suit appeared behind Maggie and raised his arm to hug her.

"Gudu~"

Ethan's throat rolled and his pupils shrank slightly.

There was also a hint of surprise on his face.

Good guy.

Unexpectedly, a man wearing a suit and looking like an office worker appeared behind the blond woman.

It's Calvin Bunker!