My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

What Ethan said was like a fantasy.

Rivera looked surprised and looked at Jiabo curiously:

"Can you do this?"

Letty also nodded, although she knew that Jaber was a master hacker, and it was with his help that she was able to obtain these clues today.

But what Ethan said was too unbelievable.

She knew an electronics expert herself, but Letty was convinced that her friend couldn't do this.

"Of course it's impossible on my own."

Jiabo smiled and shook his head and said, "This is a huge workload, beyond your imagination."

"But I am not a lone ranger. I still have a group of friends on the Internet. If I want to achieve the same effect as Ethan, I can still achieve it with the help of those people."

Ethan nodded: "Just tell me how much it costs."

Those who can be called friends by Jia Bo are not much worse than him in terms of technical level. These people are not cheap to deal with.

But in this matter, even if it costs two to three million, Ethan still thinks it's worth it.

"No money required."

Jia Bo picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "They won't charge a penny for this kind of thing. They are all a bunch of anti-American government people."

"To expose this kind of political scandal, it's a carnival for them and no one will say no."

"I still have this appeal, you just need to give me a time to activate it."

"Just tomorrow." Letty interrupted and said quickly:

"Tomorrow at one o'clock, McLaughlin will hold a press conference about the shooting."

"There is no more appropriate time than this time."

Rivera also remembered something and grabbed Ethan's arm:

"I have a friend who works in a television station."

"The TV station and McLaughlin are not from the same political party. Their people are also seeking the Senate position. The competition is fierce."

"That's great, two-pronged approach, foolproof."

Ethan clapped his hands and looked at Jiabo: "Just one minute after the press conference started, you launched the whole network, can you do it?"

"No problem at all."

Jiabo snapped his fingers: "Leave the Internet matters to me."

Rivera also gritted her teeth and said, "I'll take care of the TV station."

"OK, no problem."

Ethan knew that if she didn’t cause those people some trouble, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

After a few more explanations, Jiabo hung up the video call.

He is destined to be extremely busy tonight. It sounds simple to say it, but it is not so easy to do it.

Seeing that the video had been hung up, Letty was anxious:

"what about me?"

"Don't worry, what I just said was just to let McLaughlin and Booth die socially." Ethan clenched his fists and said in a cold tone:

"Physical death is also necessary."

After the three people discussed together for more than half an hour, they finally finalized everything.

Letty stood up and walked over to the wall next to the refrigerator.

There were also many car repair tools hanging here. She reached out and pressed them to the side.

The wall hanging repair tools rose, and a wall of weapons descended, with more than a dozen firearms and knives hanging on it. In the grid below, there were boxes of bullets of various specifications.

“Food truck, right?”

Rivera stood up and said teasingly.

"Who doesn't have a side job?" Letty picked up a Colt M1911 and inserted it into her lower back:

"You can use what I have here as you wish."

She then introduced the layout of the factory, pointing out the back door, bathroom, and emergency escape routes.

Finally, after she cast her eyes over Ethan and Rivera, she smiled meaningfully:

"The second floor is my temporary resting place. There are new beddings in the cupboard."

"You guys have fun, I won't be back tonight."

After finishing speaking, she raised her arms, waved, and drove the Cadillac to leave the small factory.

According to the plan just discussed, she needs to contact many people.

I still have to be busy tonight.

After the rolling shutter was lowered, the factory became quiet. Ethan coughed, picked up his backpack and walked to the weapons wall.

He took out two Glock and Python revolvers from inside, handed Rivera the Glock, and the two found the corresponding ammunition and reloaded it.

For a moment, the only sound heard was a clicking sound.

Rivera pressed the bullet into the magazine: "It's already this time, can you introduce yourself?"

"Ethan Morgan."

Ethan loaded the Glock with the magazine loaded, unloaded it, and loaded it with a bullet: "I'm doing this for a few friends. They have enemies in Mexico."

"After I settled my friend's enemy in Tijuana, I smuggled myself over with some remuneration that was inconvenient to pass through."

Rivera also loaded the pistol and glanced at him:

"flour?"

Ethan shook his head: "I don't touch unique products."

"It's that simple. I just happened to be chosen by Booth and got involved in this vortex."

With all the firearms ready, Ethan walked to the refrigerator and took out half a dozen beers: "I'm not a killer or anything, just an ordinary person."

Putting both pistols on the table in front of the sofa, Ethan sat comfortably on the soft sofa.

"Ordinary people."

Rivera smiled and shook her head, and also walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Don't worry." Ethan handed her a bottle of beer:

"That Jiabo just now is a very powerful hacker. I will ask him to prepare a new identity for you. It is all real. You can still live a normal life in the future."

Rivera took a sip of beer and said helplessly:

"Just a normal life, not a free life, right?"

Ethan took a sip of beer silently, and after calculation, it was indeed Rivera who suffered the most heavy losses.

"But it's not a bad thing."

Rivera took a big sip of beer and exhaled heavily: "Just think of it as a different way of living."

Ethan smiled: "Your mental adjustment ability is good."

Rivera put down the bottle of wine: "It's a required course in our line of work."

She twisted her head and glanced at Ethan, suddenly turned over and stood up, and pushed him down on the sofa.

Ethan supported the sofa, still holding the wine bottle in his hand. He looked at Rivera who was standing astride him and swallowed the beer.

Rivera put one foot on the sofa, her slim jeans tight.

She grabbed the zipper of the orange leather jacket and slowly pulled it down. With a clicking sound, she pulled the zipper of the leather jacket to the end.

Under the black sports bra, there is a sharp waistcoat line.

Ethan couldn't help but pick up the beer bottle and stretched it forward. The cold bottle mouth touched her lower abdomen, causing goose bumps.

"call."

The mouth of the bottle moved downward along the vest line, and Rivera's breathing became more rapid.

The two looked at each other, hooked together.

Ethan raised the corners of his mouth and threw the beer bottle aside.

The bottle rolled on the ground and didn't stop until it hit the refrigerator, and white beer foam spurted out.