My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 445 443+1 Don’t you want something to happen?

This sudden movement did not frighten the other old black man.

He looked fiercely, picked up the beer bottle in his hand, and hit Ethan on the head.

"Bang."

Ethan came first and knocked him over with a swinging punch, and Lao Hei fell asleep easily.

The surrounding crowd quickly dispersed, watching the scene in front of them excitedly. In a place like this, fights often happen.

But it is rare for a young man to beat two black men so badly.

The old black man who had just thrown the bottle stood up unsteadily.

His pupils shrank violently, and his huge fist struck with a strong wind. Stars flashed in Old Black's eyes, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground.

Four or five teeth flew up with a touch of blood and fell off one after another.

Ethan kicked away the wine glass that rolled to his side and wanted to continue to step forward to add punches.

At this time, five or six people in black suits rushed over quickly, looking at him warily. The leader among them put his palms on his chest to show that he meant no harm.

"Sir, please stop"

He looked at the chaos around him again and said seriously: "Fighting is not allowed here, please leave immediately."

Ethan clenched his fists and was about to say something.

The leading security guard did not stop talking. He pointed at the three old men lying on the ground and shouted:

"Carry these three people out for me."

"First wake him up, then knock him unconscious."

"Throw it into the trash can in the end. Colored bats don't allow this to happen."

Seeing this, Ethan loosened his clenched fists.

He is not an unreasonable person either. When the other party handles the situation with reason, he will wave it away.

"Hey, Walter."

Fiona walked over quickly and said excitedly: "These bastards took my handbag."

Everything happened too fast, only ten seconds.

After she reacted, she was pushed aside by the crowd. She squeezed in hard but heard the security personnel asking Ethan to leave, feeling extremely dissatisfied.

"I know they're the ones grabbing the handbags."

The leading security guard waved his hand and pointed to the side: "That's why I didn't choose to call the police."

"Shet."

Fiona covered her mouth when she saw the scene in front of her.

She only saw Ethan punching someone, but she didn't know that the other person was so seriously injured. There were several old black men lying on the ground, one of whom was beaten like a pig's head, his mouth was swollen, and there was a trace of blood on the ground.

Seeing this situation, she couldn't say anything else.

If she really wanted to go to the police, she was afraid of causing trouble for Ethan.

Fiona quickly grabbed Ethan's arm: "How about we go?"

"Um."

Ethan nodded, the other party handled it without any problem.

Otherwise, I don't mind letting them see what it means to call the police in seconds.

I also let out a bad breath. The old black guy who smashed his bottle and got a shot from him will probably have difficulty eating for the rest of his life.

"Thank you for your generous gift."

Veronica also pushed through the crowd and walked in, her mouth wide open.

She noticed a conflict just now, and then found Fiona's handbag falling to the ground, and quickly picked it up and ran over.

"Let's go, let's talk after we get out."

Fiona didn't wait for her to speak, and pulled Veronica and Ethan out, fearing that the security foreman would regret it.

"It's okay, walk slowly." Ethan said calmly:

"Don't worry, they won't call the police."

When the three of them walked out, he noticed a baby-faced man in a casual suit staring at them on the second floor.

To be precise, staring at Fiona.

Spotting Ethan's gaze, the baby-faced man hurriedly looked away, as if there was a hint of unwillingness in his expression.

They are now the center of attention and it is normal to attract attention.

Ethan didn't take it to heart and continued walking outside.

When he arrived outside the nightclub, he stopped and his eyes became surprised.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky.

As someone who has never actually seen snow, it was a bit shocking to see snowflakes falling among the tall buildings in the city.

"Hey." Veronica waved her hand in front of him:

"Ethan, you don't have a concussion, do you?"

The clothes on his body were stained with beer liquid.

His face was also wet, and a wisp of blood left his forehead, looking a little miserable.

"Don't underestimate me, this is a small problem."

Ethan came back to his senses and saw the trembling looks of the two girls beside him, and quickly moved his steps: "Let's get in the car first."

The Dodge Challenger was parked not far away, its body white with snow.

Opening the door, the three people quickly got into the car.

Ethan turned the key, and hot air quickly spurted out from the air outlet, warming their bodies.

It's just that the hot air blows onto his figure and gives off an inexplicable smell of beer.

At this time, she couldn't care so much. Fiona took out a pack of tissues from her handbag, directly passed it over Ethan's face, and wiped him carefully.

"How long have I been gone? Ten seconds?"

Veronica leaned forward and asked excitedly: "Can someone tell me what happened?"

"Those bastards took my handbag."

Fiona gritted her teeth and said, "Fortunately, Ethan is here, otherwise I would have lost the salary I just paid today."

"Shet."

Veronica patted Ethan on the shoulder: "I didn't expect you to look so polite and a hero."

In a short time, Ethan's name changed from gentleman to hero in her mouth.

"This is what I should do." Ethan looked at Fiona's face close to Chi Chi, shook his head and said, "No need to deal with it, I'll be fine if I go back and take a nap."

"This is not possible." Veronica leaned up and checked him carefully:

"Come to our side and I'll take care of it for you."

"Don't worry, I have undergone professional training. Compared with those nurses, I only have one less certificate."

Ethan turned the steering wheel: "Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure."

Veronica rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Besides, don't you want something to happen with Fiona?"

"Hey!"

Fiona clapped her hand and said angrily: "Ms. Veronica, please pay attention to your wording."

"Hahaha." Veronica laughed and said:

"I know I know."

The Dodge Challenger was speeding through the snowy streets. Fiona told Veronica what had just happened. When she heard Ethan kicking someone away, there were screams in the car.

Both of them have very cheerful personalities, and laughter soon broke out again.

Ethan was infected by their happy mood and had a smile on his face.

Ten minutes later, we came to a neighborhood.

The scenery outside the window looked familiar. It was not far from the Alaibo Bar.

It can be seen from the scenery outside that the economic conditions of the neighborhood are relatively poor, but the neighborhoods where gangs are rampant are much better here.

At least I can sleep peacefully most of the time without being woken up by the sound of firecrackers in the middle of the night from time to time.

The Dodge Challenger soon stopped in front of a gray-white single-family house with a two-story height and a bumpy lawn. There was a tattered van in the yard next to it.

"I'm going to get the medical kit first."

After Veronica got out of the car, she walked quickly along the sidewalk.

"I thought you two lived together." Ethan locked the car and followed Fiona over the half-height iron fence.

Stepping onto the porch, the house was silent.

"I also think that Xiaowei is my best friend."

Fiona smiled and took out the key and opened the door: "Welcome to Fiona Gallagher's home."