My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Hahaha!"

Ethan patted Bang Bang's hard waist hard: "Don't worry, it's a perfect score here too!"

"cut!"

Erin raised her middle finger and followed them toward the back.

Come here, just treat it as a tourist visit.

The living room and the adjacent dining room have large glass walls.

Standing in the living room, you can directly see the large swimming pool and the large trees not far away.

Through the sliding glass door, go to the back.

Outdoor seating is placed on the oversized terrace, and several brand new stainless steel outdoor grills are set up on the other side.

This place is still much higher than the ground, surrounded by gray-white Roman column guardrails everywhere.

Go down a few more steps and walk to the pool.

"Mr. Morgan." Reid clasped his hands and said with a smile, "This is the outdoor recreation area."

"The swimming pool, as you can see."

He quickly walked to the swimming pool, where there was a small pool made of stones: "The hot water jacuzzi is very helpful for relaxing."

Reed pointed to the wall again: "Extra large outdoor TV, this can meet your entertainment needs."

Ethan ignored this and walked down the low steps next to the swimming pool.

Half of the basketball court surrounded by an iron fence is shaded by trees and looks cool.

He stepped on the grass and walked backwards. Reed and his assistant quickly followed, while Erin stood by the guardrail of the swimming pool, looking at the large green grass below and the small woods behind.

The female assistant's high heels stepped on the grass, making it difficult to move.

She simply took off her shoes and ran quickly to catch up with Ethan.

"Are all these things mine?" Ethan looked around.

With a wave of his hand, he included a small forest behind and the tall trees surrounding the house.

Outside the woods, a four-meter-high exterior wall can be vaguely seen.

Hearing his words, Reed and Salina looked at each other with expressions of joy.

"Of course it's yours, Mr. Morgan."

Reed took a step forward, nodded heavily and said, "The entire house, including the areas you can see, totaling 0.3 acres, is all yours."

"price?"

Ethan didn't like to be sloppy in doing things, so he asked simply.

"The total is $5.85 million."

Reed's keen intuition let him know that the man in front of him was definitely interested in him, and that the other party also had the purchasing power, so he immediately made a happy offer.

"Cheaper!"

Ethan touched his belly and looked at his watch. After the tour, it was almost six o'clock.

Reed was flustered by this move, and he made some calculations:

"Five million and seven hundred thousand, this price is a very good deal. There are not many such quiet houses in the Hyde Park community."

"It's still high."

Ethan put his hands on his hips and smiled at the corners of his eyes:

"Ao Guanhai's house is in Hyde Park, right? His neighbor's house only sells for over one million, so it can't be sold."

Negotiating the price of a house without regard to the location, decoration, or house is just a hooliganism.

Reed smiled and took pains to explain: "His place is much smaller than here and will be closely monitored."

"To be honest, not many people would like to live in that place."

Ethan knew he was telling the truth, and the price he quoted wasn't too high.

Before that, he had checked the transaction prices of properties in the nearby area. For houses like this one, the prices were indeed in this range.

He pondered for a moment and looked up at Reid:

"Let's do this, 5.35 million."

Reid's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, wanting to say something.

"I know you're in a hurry."

Ethan patted his shoulder and walked towards the house: "But don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Reed and Salina quickly followed, listening.

"I pay the full price!"

Ethan glanced at him and said casually: "Go and communicate with the owner of the house, cash, full payment."

"If there is no problem, you can contact me again."

The two people froze on the spot, and Salina looked at Ethan's back, which looked so golden under the sunset.

"No problem!" Reed caught up with him at a sprint speed of 100 meters, his eyes shining brightly:

"Fifty-three hundred and fifty thousand, let me help you handle it. Trust me, it's absolutely no problem."

"What about 5.3 million?" Ethan stabbed him again.

Reed gritted his teeth, took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"I'll think of a way and give you an answer tomorrow."

"Five million and three hundred thousand, I'll give you twenty-four hours!"

Ethan nodded to him, stepped up the steps, and waved to Erin.

"how?"

Eileen spread her hands and walked over: "How long did I think you were going to keep fooling me? Will it be over so soon?"

"Please, I'm always very fast!"

Ethan blinked at her: "Of course, there's only one thing, and it's definitely not pleasant."

"asshole!"

Erin curled her lips and said, "I'm hungry!"

"Let's go." Ethan waved his hand: "Let's go eat, I'll treat you."

Leaving the agent and assistant behind, the two left the house.

Erin quickly got into the car and left with the accelerator, fearing that the other party would catch up.

Ethan looked back at the private villa with a satisfied smile.

In the United States, cash has always been king, and what you get is the most real. This is also true for real estate transactions.

When encountering a buyer who can come up with full cash, sellers often choose to compromise on price.

If nothing else happens, this will be my home from now on.

Molly's Bar.

After dinner, the two rushed over.

As soon as he parked the car, he saw Olinsky, who was walking into the bar with Horsted slapping the shoulders and pushing the door open.

"I know what happened to Brownie?"

As soon as Ethan unbuckled his seat belt, Irene said next to him.

"uh-huh?"

Ethan shrugged: "I'm listening."

"This is what Antonio told me. It is said to be just a rumor and no one has confirmed it."

Erin grabbed a handful of potato chips from the opened plastic bag and crunched them: "When Hank and the others were in the anti-gang group, Olinsky's partner died in the line of duty."

"It was a guy named Brownie who shot his partner."

"Then the man got too scared and decided to turn himself in."

"But he still didn't survive and was shot execution-style on the way to prison."

"What do you want to say?" Ethan bit his cigarette and lit it.

"The rumors were made by Hank and his friends." Erin rubbed her face:

"Judging from what Zhan Mi said today and the reactions of the two of them, this rumor seems to be confirmed."

"Do you think they did the right thing?"

Ethan took a deep breath of cigarette. It was indeed a bit difficult to answer this kind of question when asked to himself.

He smiled and flicked the cigarette ashes out of the window:

"Suppose you were the one who was shot. What would you want me to do?"

"revenge!"

Eileen blurted out, and after she finished speaking, she was stunned again: "But what about the law?"

"But what about the dead?"

Ethan flicked her on the head: "If you were killed, would you want me to just send the murderer to prison?"

"I have no idea!"

Erin's eyes were a little confused, and her fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Have you heard of the name Marianne Bachmeier?"

Ethan simply turned around and looked at her steadily.

"Is it the mother who shot the murderer of her seven-year-old daughter eight times in court?"

Erin nodded: "I know this person."

"Then do you think her behavior is right or wrong?" Ethan asked, biting a cigarette:

"Just because of a small loophole, how many damn people have escaped justice."

"Or, he didn't get the punishment he deserved."

"Put it this way, if I were the bailiff at that time, I would hand that great mother another magazine."

Erin's eyes became clear and she nodded heavily:

"I would have made the same choice."