My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"damn it."

Erin said in a sullen voice: "No wonder we can't find this guy."

"He didn't become a rat in the sewers, he became a rat in the ventilation ducts."

Along with her words, some garbage was thrown down.

Drink bottles, bread bags, and two bottles of mineral water filled with yellowish-brown liquid.

The scene is clear, and after Danny escapes from Antonio's pursuit, he heads straight to Soldier Field to get on with his business.

Knowing that he had been exposed, he did not choose to flee here and there, but just dug into the ventilation duct here.

Danny had rehearsed here several times with Taylor and the others before, and he knew all aspects of each other. He knew exactly where the weak points were and where it was best to start.

Compared with the rest room, this place is safer.

This is a smart guy who knows that wherever Taylor shows up, he will be highlighted.

But here, most people will ignore it.

It is not known when he bypassed the night security personnel and destroyed the security devices outside.

After all, this is a ruthless person. Seeing Irene struggling to get down from the ventilation duct, Ethan knew that this was definitely a ruthless person. He would never be able to do this kind of thing by lying down in such a ghost place for more than 20 hours. .

But now it's fine, one person is dead.

After confirming that Danny was dead, Ethan stopped staying.

He nodded to Perry, turned around and walked out of the control room, leaving them here to deal with the aftermath.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I heard the roar of mountains and tsunami outside.

The voices calling for Taylor are endless.

"Ethan!"

Bellis trotted over and quickly stopped him: "The fans refused to leave. They wanted Taylor to come back again and confirm her safety before they left."

"Isn't this a small matter?"

Ethan used his arms to break away from her pull.

"She refused."

Bellis said anxiously: "I'm scared."

Well, this is actually a normal reaction.

If he had almost been thrown to death, it would have taken him a while to recover.

But what happened now is in full view of everyone. She is in the limelight and there is no time to give her a buffer. Everyone wants to know her latest situation.

"Even though I don't want to admit it."

Bellis shrugged: "Now she seems to only listen to you."

"Okay." Ethan scratched his head and walked forward: "There's no guarantee, I'm just giving it a try."

Arriving outside the lounge, not only Bellis, but also Chloe was kicked out.

She shrugged helplessly at Ethan and pointed to the room.

"Dong dong dong."

Ethan shook his head and knocked on the door.

"Go away!"

Taylor's voice came from inside, with a hint of trembling: "I said, I won't go out."

"it's me."

Under the gazes of Chloe and Bellis, Ethan said uncomfortably.

"Click."

The door opened quickly, and Taylor stood at the door with his fists clenched.

Ethan smiled at her, walked in and closed the door.

The next moment, Taylor rushed forward and hugged him tightly: "Take me away and get out of here."

"Like last night, find a place where no one is around."

"Find a place where it's just the two of us and we don't have to go through this."

"Hey!"

Ethan touched her hair and said, "Are you still scared?"

"Um."

Taylor groaned with a cry and kept nodding.

"Tell you good news." Ethan held her face with his hands and said with a smile: "You don't need to be afraid, Danny is dead."

"Really?" Tears smeared the eye shadow into a ball, Taylor sniffed and said:

"I knew it wasn't an accident, I saw the cut in the rope."

Yes, there are other things on my mind right now.

"listen to me."

Ethan pushed her to the sofa and sat down: "You need to calm down!"

"There are people out there who care about you. Your fans need you, and you need fans. In this world, there are many, many people who care about you. You need to prove it to those people."

Ethan stretched out his fist: "You are a fighter, have you forgotten?"

"But I don't want to sing today." Taylor shook his head slowly, his eyes struggling.

"Not singing."

Ethan continued: "Those are your family and friends too, just chatting and sharing how you're feeling right now."

"Don't think so much, just be yourself, that's enough."

He shook his fist again and said with a smile:

"Besides, don't you want to fist bump with me?"

"All right!"

Taylor sniffed and fist-bumped with him.

After experiencing a fright, and due to the weather, her body was shaking a little.

Ethan took off his coat and put it on her, held her hand and walked out. The moment he opened the door, everyone outside who was looking forward to it breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the tissue from Bellis and wiped away his tears, and then took the microphone from Chloe.

Taylor walked towards the stage with firm steps.

After the hustle and bustle, there will always be calm.

The Ford Interceptor skirted the wall of water and stopped in front of the door.

After looking at the pale yellow porch light, Ethan took out his cell phone from his pocket without turning off the light.

My phone kept receiving messages just now, so I just want to check them now.

"This is you, I'm sure, this is you."

"Hahaha, tell me the truth, did you put on makeup like this on purpose? It's so ugly!!!"

"Get me an autographed photo, please, Taylor is the hottest actress right now."

"Of course, I also liked her originally."

This is a series of messages sent by Blake, accompanied by a photo that has become popular all over the Internet.

I don’t know who caught it, but it was Taylor falling and Ethan throwing himself down. Their fingers were not even close to touching each other.

"There's no problem with the autographed photo."

Ethan quickly replied to the message: "There is no way, you know, this is the need of the job."

Behind the message, there is also a crying little yellow face.

Slide your finger to continue browsing the information.

"Fuck Fuck!!!"

Very crude, very concise.

There is no doubt that this is Jab's style.

I quickly found a photo of a super-large middle finger on the Internet and sent him a reply.

"You're not good~"

Under Dalia's message, there was a photo attached. She and Rivera were watching the news reports on TV, with funny expressions on their faces.

Looking at their looks, Ethan sent back a laughing emoticon.

Not many people can recognize themselves after putting on makeup.

These are the only people who like to gossip.

Switch to Reuters again, and the hottest headline is:

“The grandest, most surprising, most exciting and most heartwarming concert!!!”

The picture accompanying the news shows Taylor wearing a black suit jacket and sitting on a high stool. The makeup on her face is all gone, but she is talking about something with a smile.

Above the Associated Press, there is a picture of Ethan flying down from the T stage.

The suit unfolds, looking like Batman.

"Braveheart." That was the title.

"You narcissist." Taylor leaned his head over, rubbed his eyes and said, "But the Associated Press is right, you have a brave heart."

Taylor taught Chloe all the subsequent matters.

After what happened, she just wanted to rest.

Not only the celebration banquet in the evening, but also all the activities in the following days were cancelled.

Even though she was now the most popular person in the country, she wanted to stop and stop the momentum.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Taylor covered his mouth and yawned: "Why don't you wake me up."

"Not long after, I saw you were sleeping soundly." Ethan fiddled with her blond hair, turned off the engine and got out of the car.

After taking just a few steps, rapid footsteps sounded from behind.

As soon as his body sank, Taylor rushed forward and gently bit his earlobe: "I like it when you carry me on your back."

"I prefer holding you down."

Ethan's ears were itchy from her warm tone, he patted her thigh and said casually.

"Hey!"

Taylor said in surprise: "Mr. Morgan, where is the gentlemanly manner? Where did it go?"

"It seems like I don't have that thing."

Ethan laughed, used his arms to turn Taylor sharply in front of him.

"The concert is over."

Taylor scratched Ethan's straight bridge of nose with his fingertips and looked at his handsome face: "My mind has not changed, how about you?"

"Well, you sure are a charming guy."

Ethan smiled, showing his white teeth.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the two stood in the snow and kissed passionately.

"Woo~~~"

Put down the coffee cup and reach out to turn off the piercing siren.

Looking at the patrol cars parked on the road ahead and the houses surrounded by cordons, Ethan stopped the vehicle energetically.

"Hey~"

As soon as he jumped out of the car briskly, Antonio came from the side.

The two fist bumped, and Ethan shrugged and said, "Isn't there a time when the snow will stop?"

"Winter will be over soon."

Antonio spread his hands and said, "By the way, I have to say, your performance last night was great."

"Fortunately, he wore makeup."

Hank walked over from the side holding a newspaper: "Look, this is today's headline."

"A heroic bodyguard and a fearless act."

"If you didn't wear makeup, I'm not sure whether you would be more suitable in the intelligence team or the propaganda department."

"okay."

Ethan shook his head: "You two bastards, by the way, what happened here."

"You'll find out once you go in and take a look."

Antonio took the newspaper from Hank's hand, and the three of them strolled toward the crime scene together.