My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Curly Brother was pinched so hard that he grinned, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Ethan didn't have the slightest fondness for this kind of person.

Misbehave on your own, leave your problems to others, and go to college happily.

Ethan was certain that the moment this bastard entered college was when Olinsky's daughter received the breakup gift package.

I have to say that this shameless guy will do well in the future.

but not now.

Ethan pulled out the python from his holster and weighed it in his hand.

He held the gun body and handed it to the curly-haired brother: "Sorry, my shoelaces are loose. Can you help me take them?"

"Thanks."

Curly Brother was confused and reached out to touch the handle of the gun.

When Nadia saw this scene, she was too frightened to speak.

At the critical moment, Olinsky shouted urgently: "Ethan, don't do this."

This exclamation woke up Brother Curly Hair.

He looked at the handle of the gun that was close to Chi Chi, and he let out a white-haired sweat, and retracted his arm like lightning.

When the bladder becomes sour, the crotch quickly becomes wet.

Ethan regretfully took back the pistol and stared at the curly man: "Take the responsibility you deserve."

"You go back to school and find leadership."

"Tell the truth of the matter as it is, without hiding anything."

"If you want to find a scapegoat, you don't care who you provoke."

"Don't think there's nothing you can do if you let me go. I have a hundred ways to deal with you and make you regret coming to this world. Do you understand what I mean?"

"clear."

The curly-haired man's face turned red. He avoided Ethan's cold gaze and nodded quickly in fear.

Olinsky shook his head, waved his hand and said:

"get out."

Curly Brother's thighs were trembling and he ran towards the side door quickly.

"Clang."

In a panic, he tripped over the threshold and pounced on the dog.

He quickly got up again, leaving behind a trail of urine, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

"call."

Olinsky vented his frustration. His daughter really didn't make people worry, and she was willing to take the blame for such things.

He took off the toothpick, shook his head and said:

"I know you do it for my own good, but he is just a child, not ready to die yet."

"Waterfa."

Ethan spread his hands and said speechlessly: "What's going on today? Why does everyone think I want to kill someone? I just want to beat him up."

"Besides, I was injured once."

He pressed his hand down to his waist and said, "I was stabbed by such a tall kid."

"Don't underestimate children, evildoers do not respect their age."

Olinsky smiled dumbly, took off his duck-billed hat and fanned himself.

"Nadia."

Ethan turned around helplessly, clasped his hands on the barbed wire fence, and asked Nadia, who had already sat up, "Don't I look like a good person?"

"picture."

Nadia forced a smile: "She looks like a good person."

"You mean I'm not a good person?" Ethan tilted his head and looked at her.

"ah!"

Nadia was completely stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, stop teasing her." Olinsky put on his duck-billed hat and put his arms around his shoulders: "Let's go up and see what they asked."

Nadia rolled her eyes heavily and lay back on the bench.

When they returned to the second floor, they didn't expect that their interrogation hadn't started yet.

A group of people gathered around and were discussing countermeasures.

Facing this kind of old GD, we can only break through his defenses quickly, otherwise, these people will not cooperate with the police even if they are beaten to death.

Ethan walked over, listened to a few words, and came up with an idea.

"Let me and Antonio do it." He picked up a bag of counterfeit money recovered at the scene and patted it in his hand:

"This kind of person is not afraid of death, but he will certainly not be able to bear the humiliation."

"Not necessarily." Erin shrugged and said, "Don't underestimate GD. In their eyes, he has lived a life of being humiliated by the police since he was a child."

"Who said I was going to humiliate him?"

Ethan grinned and pulled Antonio towards the back.

In the interrogation room, Pastor Mike was sitting on the ground.

As a veteran who has been in the palace for a few years, he is completely familiar with this kind of place, and he is also very familiar with the methods of the police.

Next, there must be a good guy and a bad guy.

He adjusted his sitting posture and prepared to enjoy the next performance.

"Click."

Ethan turned the door lock and pushed open the door:

"Hey, idiot."

"Can you show me some respect?"

Pastor Mike adjusted his suit vest and scratched his head in dissatisfaction: "I have always cooperated with your work."

"I haven't even started working yet."

Ethan threw a bag of banknotes on the table: "You are so cooperative, you idiot."

Seeing the familiar money, Pastor Mike gritted his teeth.

The 200,000 yuan that he had earned so hard was confiscated like this. He felt so heartbroken that it was hard to breathe, and he ignored Ethan's continued calling him a fool.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Antonio also sat down with a folder. He opened the folder and took out a few photos: "This is a picture captured by street surveillance."

"A few people got off the food truck and went in to kill people."

"This whole process was filmed. Do you have anything to say?"

Pastor Mike shrugged and said nothing.

Seeing that he was unwilling to cooperate and looked leisurely and content, Ethan took out his cigarette case.

He did not rush to light a cigarette, but slowly opened the evidence bag and took out a few hundred-dollar bills.

Pastor Mike didn't know what he was going to do and looked like he was watching a show.

"Uh-huh."

The lighter burst out flames and beat slightly.

Ethan smiled and shook the lighter back and forth a few times, then put it under the dollar bills,

The flames licked, the banknotes ignited, and the fire slowly grew bigger.

Under Pastor Mike's angry gaze, Ethan arrogantly put his cigarette in front of the burning dollar and took a few puffs.

The smoke filled the air, and the firelight danced on his face, creating a sense of confusion.

Unfortunately, no sunglasses.

Put on a pair of sunglasses, it should feel more right.

Ethan regretfully threw away the banknotes and slowly exhaled a column of smoke, spraying it on Pastor Mike's face:

"Handsome?"

"You're not a devil, you're a damn lunatic!"

Pastor Mike looked at Antonio in disbelief: "Is this how you handle the seized banknotes?"

"Normally not."

The scene just now also made Antonio look so handsome.

He also smiled and took out two cigarettes, threw one to Pastor Mike, then grabbed a handful of Franklin and lit it with a lighter.

Pastor Mike looked at the burning Franklin and pinched the cigarette holder hard.

Seeing that the fire was about to go out, he stepped forward and sucked it bitterly.

On the interrogation table, dollars burned.

The three people smoked cigarettes with different expressions and fell into silence.

In the observation room nearby, Atwater and Rusek looked at each other and shrugged. They had never seen anyone play like this in an interrogation room.

But he’s really handsome!

Rusek scratched his crotch and cast an envious look.

"These bills are fake."

Pastor Mike silently smoked half of his cigarette, and his hoarse voice sounded.

"Not that stupid."

Ethan flicked the cigarette ashes into the water glass and said calmly: "For a pile of paper, you will be jailed for life."

"Do you still insist on the principle of silence?"