My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Sheriff's Office.

After hearing Brock's words, Bunker nodded and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Ethan picked up the coffee and drank it all in one gulp, then helplessly stopped the other party: "Did you forget that the police were still disposing of Watts' body at her home? Are you sure you want her to go back and see this scene?"

"of course not."

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Bunker's eyes: "I'll take her and the child back to my house."

"Absolutely not."

Putting the cup down, Ethan also stood up: "There are some things that you are not very clear about. The most dangerous person now is Maggie. Come with me to a safe place!"

"ah?"

Bunker looked confused.

"do not forget."

Now too lazy to explain to the other party, he looked at Brock and continued: "I just told you about the places, the slaughterhouse, the striptease bar and the original Miles restaurant."

"Everyone must arrange patrol cars at the door, otherwise riots and looting will definitely occur."

"OK."

Brock didn't bother to ask Maggie why she was in danger, but there was a hint of doubt on his face: "Then how long will our people keep guard?"

"soon."

Waving his hand, Ethan strolled outside: "Wait until I get the place ready."

"ah?"

Now came Brock looking confused.

I don’t want to explain too much about this, just wait until the dust settles.

The two cars rushed up the slope and stopped in front of the hunting house with a puff of smoke and dust.

The branches and leaves are swaying, and the mountain wind is rustling.

"touch~"

After slamming the car door, Ethan stretched and said, "Mr. Borden, you can put the gun away. I think Mr. Bunker will be familiar to you."

Three people got out of the police car behind them.

Maggie held the child in her arms and looked around at a loss.

The town is country enough.

She didn't expect to be able to come to such a place like a primeval forest. The sounds of birds and animals sounded from time to time. The little boy in her arms also looked at everything around him curiously.

"Mr. Morgan!"

Boden walked out holding an AKM assault rifle and nodded slightly to several people: "Bunker."

Looking at the firearm, Maggie took a step back in fear.

Nervously hiding behind Bunker.

From the shadow of the house, a woman in a white dress walked out. Rebecca walked down the wooden steps with light steps, her white feet stepping on the green grass.

She looked a little surprised.

Ever since I moved here, there have never been so many people here at once.

"Bunker, Maggie."

Ethan waved his arm and introduced casually: "Rebecca, Boden, everyone knows each other now."

"Pa~"

After several people nodded to each other, he clapped his palms again and said to Watts' daughter: "Maggie, you can live here for a while from now on. Trust me, it's safe enough here."

"I do not understand."

The latter frowned tightly and said with a look of resistance: "Mayor Morgan, is there anything I need to know?"

I had somehow brought myself to this place.

Not only does he have to stay permanently, but he also keeps emphasizing that he is in danger. To be honest, Maggie is very confused now.

"OK."

Looking at the child in her arms, he probably didn't understand what he and the others were saying. Ethan put his hands in his pockets and shrugged, "There are some things that really need to be told to you."

"Because there is a certain amount of competition between me and your father."

"So know something you don't know."

Under the gazes of several people, he said unhurriedly: "During this period, Mr. Watts helped a big shot purchase many plots of land in Banshee Town in his own name."

"Now he's dead."

"The inheritance rights of these plots of land will undoubtedly fall on your head."

Speaking of which.

Before Maggie could realize what was going on, Bunker already had a look of horror on his face.

The latter knew one thing very well. Sometimes what suddenly fell from the sky was not a windfall, but a disaster. He also understood why the other party said that Maggie would be in danger.

"those people."

Ethan nodded to Bunker, then looked at Maggie: "They are absolutely unwilling to let their investment disappear for no reason, and they will definitely find a way to find you and control you and the child."

"No one can guarantee what those people will do."

"Mayor Morgan." Maggie was also frightened by the news and asked stammering: "Then can't I just cooperate with them?"

"Um."

Ethan smiled lightly and shrugged again: "Of course, it's just that the Aryan Brotherhood is a subordinate organization of those people, and now it's like this, are you sure they won't be angry with you for this?"

"Are you willing to take this risk?"

One sentence left Maggie completely speechless.

She didn't want to deal with those people. Now that the Aryan Brotherhood was destroyed, who knew what kind of madness those guys would get.

But even though she just wanted to live a quiet life, she couldn't hide in this place all her life. She looked at Bunker for help, and from now on, he would be her backbone.

"Mayor Morgan."

Bunker frowned tightly and asked quickly: "It sounds like you have a solution?"

"Of course."

He couldn't help scratching his cheek and spreading his hands: "Okay, Bunker is my friend, I won't lie to you, the land your father won is also my goal, all I can think of is to transfer the risk ."

"Transfer this risk to me."

Under Maggie's suspicious eyes, Ethan said calmly: "Listen clearly, I'm not robbing you of anything, I'm just robbing the big shot."

One word woke her up.

The woman immediately understood that those things were not hers, and she did not have the ability to inherit them.

"While you're hiding."

Ethan threw a cigarette into his mouth and lit it with a smile: "I will find a way to deal with that big shot."

"Afterwards, you transfer the land to my company. As part of the deal, I will give you five million US dollars. This money is enough for you, mother and son, to live freely!"

The last sentence made Maggie's breathing quicken.

The clod of soil is illusory, and it is not your own.

Your life is in danger if you hold it in your hand, and you can't even pay the inheritance tax. However, the five million the other party promised to give you can actually get it, and you don't have to take any risks.

Thinking of this, she looked at Bunker.

"You make your own decision."

The latter shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not want to get involved.

Ethan was also an old god, smoking a cigarette on the ground, no longer urging, quietly waiting for the other party to make a decision.

"sound."

After Maggie thought for a while, she said in a low voice: "We were robbing that big shot together."

"Ha ha."

Ethan chuckled: "You are right to understand it this way."

"Thanks."

Maggie stretched out her hand and said seriously: "Mayor Morgan, you could have given me not even a dollar. This is a very generous offer, and I have no reason to refuse."

"Let's all make a fortune together."

Winking at the smart woman, Ethan held her hand firmly. (End of chapter)