My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Hey."

Taylor strode over and asked nervously: "Tell me, I can bear it."

She had been thinking about this during the rehearsal just now, and now it was finally time to reveal the answer.

"bad news!"

Ethan put away his phone and spread his hands.

"Is there really another person?" Taylor asked with difficulty: "Is there any clue about that person?"

"not yet."

Ethan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "But my colleagues are all investigating, you can rest assured about this."

"Do you think I can rest assured?"

Tyler asked back, his fingers trembling.

"OK."

Ethan held her trembling hand with his backhand: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Whether it was the weather or what happened, her fingers were cold.

Taylor subconsciously wanted to take his hand out, but it was held firmly.

The warm feeling made her heart calm down and she no longer resisted.

"Let's go!"

Ethan patted the back of her hand and then let go: "You still have things to do."

There is still a trace of warmth on the fingertips.

She rubbed her nose, but smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

He quickly put his hands down, but felt safe in his heart.

Watching his leaving figure, Taylor hurriedly followed.

Backstage, Bellis walked over quickly and said in a low voice: "We have to go to the children's hospital next to visit the sick children. Can you insist?"

"OK."

After Ethan's encouragement, Taylor was no longer so afraid, and she nodded to indicate that there was nothing wrong with her.

"Then let's go."

When the rehearsal was over, her belongings were all packed up and she could leave directly.

The group of people walked to the garage and looked at the two cars parked in the distance. An idea flashed in Ethan's mind.

He quickly stopped the mohawk and threw the keys in his hand: "You start the car first. It's too cold in the car now. Turn on the heater."

"OK."

After the previous struggle, the mohawk became cooperative.

This kind of requirement is not surprising among celebrities with many eccentricities.

He took the keys and trotted over with another man. They started both cars and turned the heating up to maximum.

When the engine sound sounded, Ethan's pace slowed down a bit.

He didn't resume his original pace until the vehicle was working properly.

This time we are facing a lunatic who plays with bombs, so be careful.

When he came to the vehicle, he turned around and walked towards the security guard's black Audi: "Let's get another car."

On security issues, he now has the greatest authority.

Even Taylor obeyed.

The three security guards, after the cake explosion, also knew that their employer was in trouble and they were doing risky work, so they naturally had no objections at this time.

However, Mohawk remembered what Ethan had just asked them to do to start the vehicle, and instantly understood his motive.

Although his face was a little uneasy, he still sat in the driving seat of the Range Rover angrily.

Driving out of the stadium and all the way to Children's Hospital.

Knowing that there were still people who wanted his life, Taylor had no energy and just slumped quietly in the back row.

The atmosphere in the car was so calm and depressing.

Approaching the Children's Hospital, the red light turned on and the vehicle stopped slowly. Ethan tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and glanced around.

On the sidewalk nearby, several wild cats were lying in the flower beds.

The cat's eyes narrowed and its whiskers twitched slightly, enjoying the rare sunshine.

Ethan's fingers tapping on the steering wheel suddenly stopped, and a word suddenly popped out of his mouth:

"cat!"

"What's wrong?"

Taylor, now highly sensitive to the word, forced herself to ask.

Ethan didn't have time to explain, so he quickly took out his phone and tapped the screen with his finger.

"Du-du!"

"boom."

The phone just rang twice, and there was a muffled sound outside.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see the window glass of the Range Rover behind exploded into a cloud of white debris, and the mohawk sitting in the driver's seat exploded like a watermelon.

The entire cab glass was stained red with splashed blood.

The alarm bell blared and adrenaline hormones were secreted crazily. Ethan pushed down the accelerator and yelled: "Get down!"

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and a car parked in front was pushed by Ethan and moved a certain distance.

The two women sitting in the back were knocked down under the seats before they had time to react.

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

Just then, the phone was connected and Hank's voice rang.

"Bang bang bang."

Gunfire continued outside the car, hitting the driver's seat of the Range Rover.

"Under attack."

Ethan quickly put into gear before he could say much.

The wheels rubbed wildly, and it moved back a meter. After making room, it rushed forward again.

"boom."

The rearview mirror next to Ethan was smashed and glass flew into the air.

The gunman sensed something was wrong and had already diverted his fire.

The next moment, the car window was also smashed. Ethan lowered his head suddenly and was scratched by the broken glass on his ear, which caused burning pain.

"Location?"

Hank had heard the screams in the car and shouted hurriedly.

"Farke, the real pervert is that security guard."

Ethan stepped on the accelerator and said the address quickly.

The Audi roared, knocking away the vehicle in front and rushing out from the side.

The headlights of the car were smashed, and a plume of green smoke came out of the tires, drifting towards the other lane.

"Dududu."

"Fakeyu, bastard."

"Damn, how do you drive."

The Audi drove in the opposite direction in the traffic, swerving from side to side in a thrilling manner, avoiding the speeding vehicles.

The sound of trumpets and shouting and cursing could be heard all the time.

"Hold it steady."

Faced with the possibility of a car accident happening at any time, Ethan yelled and turned the steering wheel sharply.

The vehicle cut diagonally and rushed towards the green belt in the middle of the road.

Taylor had long been dizzy by the swaying vehicle. She put her arms on the seat and back of the chair, and looked at Bellis with panic in her eyes.

The next moment, Taylor seemed to be flying into the air.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe one second, maybe two seconds.

"Bang."

The vehicle hit the ground hard, and the people inside also shook violently.

"Woohoo~~~"

Ethan screamed strangely, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, laughed and stepped on the accelerator.

Although it is dangerous, it is also exciting.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such crazy behavior, and he couldn't help but scream in excitement.

"You crazy motherfucker."

Taylor was also stimulated by the adrenaline and cursed. This kind of excitement was something she had never experienced before. She shouted excitedly:

"What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!"

"Farke!"

Seeing Taylor's crazy look, Bellis was stunned.

"right!"

Ethan freed up a hand and reached behind: "You are right."

When Taylor fist bumped with him, he realized that even his clenched fists were trembling.

The vehicle roared away from the scene and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Thanks to Mr. Lancheng for the reward and support, thank you!