My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After dividing the spoils and drinking a few more glasses of wine, Jiabo helped them carry all their travel bags to the master bedroom on the second floor.

Travel bags were thrown into the cloakroom one after another, making a heavy sound.

These bags fill up a small part of the cloakroom cabinet.

Ethan nodded with satisfaction and closed the cabinet door.

After a long day of work, everyone was tired, so Ethan arranged Jabber into a small room and returned to the bedroom.

As soon as the door closed, a pair of slender hands came up from behind.

His fingers wandered over his body for a moment, then slowly slid downwards.

Ethan closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfortable touch for a while, then turned around: "How is your injury?"

"piece of cake."

Zheng Lailai had taken off all his clothes, and the wound on his lower abdomen was no longer bleeding.

There was more than just one wound on her body.

There are more than a dozen dense old scars.

There are also a few claw-like scars on the back.

"How did this happen?" Ethan's fingertips gently scratched her scar, causing goose bumps.

"When I was little!"

Zheng Lailai took a deep breath, and there was water in his eyes: "Three wild dogs left it for me."

"Are you going to continue chatting, or be a gentleman and come with me to take a shower."

"No matter what time, I will always be a gentleman." Ethan laughed and quickly took off his clothes.

He picked up Zheng Lailai and closed the bathroom door with a bang.

The vacation passed quickly. Jiabo helped Zheng Lailai get her identity documents and returned to New York.

Zheng Lailai also left immediately and began her own life journey.

A few days of gathering ended in a hurry.

Ethan took a sip of coffee and turned up the sound on the radio.

In the past few days, he has been paying attention to the news in Illinois. It stands to reason that if such a big thing happens, the news media should break the news.

But it has always been calm up there, and no reports have come out.

It seems that the hidden forces Harlow mentioned should have taken action, whether it was to clean up or bribe them.

In short, it's as if this incident didn't happen.

A car was approaching quickly in the distance. Seeing this, Ethan turned off the engine and got out of the car.

Snowflakes are flying outside and blue light is flashing.

He flashed his badge at the patrol officer and crossed the cordon.

On the first day after my vacation, before I even went to the police station, I was called to Chinatown by Hank.

Next to the street, several patrol cars parked and surrounded an alley leading upstairs.

"Hey, looks like you had a good rest."

Eileen walked towards him and greeted Ethan with a smile.

Antonio and Horsted were followed behind.

"Snapped!"

Ethan stretched out his hand and high-fived Horsted: "Is your injury healed?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!"

Horsted bent his arms in a show of strength.

After bumping fists with Antonio again, the woman next to him immediately expressed dissatisfaction: "What do you mean, are you completely ignoring me?"

"You didn't do what you promised me."

Ethan glanced at her: "Wait until you do it, I will always keep it in mind."

"whats the matter?"

Irene was confused and spread her hands.

"Introduce me to the pretty girl!" Ethan crossed his arms and looked at her sideways: "Where's the girl?"

"But we didn't really go to the class reunion!"

Erin reacted instantly and hurriedly defended.

However, facing Ethan's disdainful gaze, she raised her hands helplessly: "Okay, I'll think of a way."

"That's pretty much it!"

Ethan nodded with satisfaction and held out his arm to her.

"Don't bang!"

Erin hesitated and said seriously: "I hate that action."

"Am I that naive?"

Ethan frowned and stretched his fist forward.

"Okay!" Erin stretched out her hand, and their fists touched together.

"Bang!"

Ethan immediately took his hand back and shook his five fingers quickly, making an explosive motion.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Antonio smiled and rubbed his earrings.

"Let's go!"

At this time, Hank's Cadillac also rushed to the scene. After getting out of the car, he immediately strode upward.

Several people quickly followed, and Erin slowed down and glared at Ethan fiercely.

"What's going on here?"

Ethan quickened his pace and walked next to Hank.

"Welcome back, robbery, murder." Hank said concisely: "I don't know the rest yet."

Well, Ethan shrugged.

The reputation of the South Side of Chicago is not something that is blown out of proportion.

It is normal for this kind of case to happen.

Coming to the top and seeing what was in front of him, Ethan raised his eyebrows.

From the street, it looks unremarkable.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a small casino inside, with many small bills scattered on the ground.

Mahjong, Pai Gow, blackjack, these common gambling equipment are all available.

There are many people in the casino.

Most of them seemed to be of Chinese descent, and there were a few old men and women with frightened expressions on their faces.

The patrol police who came first were questioning them.

"How's your luck?"

Erin walked over to a gambling table and revealed the hole cards.

At eight o'clock, she pursed her lips.

"Always good."

In view of the fact that he had just made a huge windfall, Ethan confidently threw away the trump card next to him.

The points in front of him made his face freeze.

"Shet!" Irene came over to take a look, shook her head and said, "I knew I would bet a meal with you."

"Chief!" A patrol officer behind him waved to them.

A group of people from the intelligence team walked over quickly.

Behind this is the finance room.

A red warning tape was posted in the middle of the door.

Several people bent down and walked in carefully. Seeing the scene in front of them, Ethan pursed his lips.

Inside, there are several desks.

Behind every table, lying or lying down, were corpses with yellow skin and black hair.

On the table, there are money counting machines.

Small bills were stained with blood and scattered everywhere.

The walls and beside the table were all stained with little bits of blood.

"here!"

Antonio's angry voice sounded, and Ethan quickly turned around.

Behind the wooden door, a body also fell.

This was a child, only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a childish face and clear eyes full of fear.

Ethan slowly squatted down and clenched his fists.

The little boy just fell into a pool of blood, with several takeaways falling beside him.

The soup noodles flowed out, and the beef balls rolled into the blood.

"These people also killed the children who delivered the food." Antonio gritted his teeth and stood up angrily.

"Ethan!"

Erin shouted twice, but there was no response from the other party.

She reached out and patted Ethan on the shoulder.

"What's up?"

He turned back sharply, his eyes cold.

This look full of murderous intent scared Irene and took half a step back.

"here."

Erin licked her lips and said in a panic: "There are cameras here. Let's go to the monitoring room and take a look."

"Um!"

Ethan groaned, turned around, and stretched out his hand to the little boy.

"don't want!"

Horsted quickly stopped him: "You shouldn't touch him!"

"You can try to stop me." Ethan said without stopping the movement of his hands without looking back.

Horsted wanted to say something more, but Eileen pulled his arm out and shook her head at him.

Antonio and Hank looked at each other, both choosing not to speak.

Ethan put his palms on the boy's eyes and said softly:

"Don't worry, I will take revenge on you."

Gently swiping his palm down, the boy's eyes, which were originally wide open, became tightly closed.

"call!"

Ethan let out a heavy breath before standing up.