My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"I also looked for you several times after returning to Banshee Town."

Rebecca took a sip of whiskey and said with playful eyes: "But I only saw the policewoman coming in and out of your house."

"You know, there's no way I'm going to ask them about you."

Ethan didn't want to ask her what kind of business she was doing, it was pretty much the same thing, that is.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"You've changed a lot."

"Really?" Rebecca stood up and turned around: "Is it the dress or the temperament."

"Both." Ethan looked at it carefully and raised his eyebrows:

"You rarely wore black clothes before, but now you seem to be a different person."

"Haha." Rebecca chuckled twice, picked up the wine glass, walked towards Ethan step by step, and said unscrupulously: "Do you know how difficult it is for a woman to survive in this cannibalistic world?"

"Do you know how many times I have been injured during this time?"

"Do you know how many people I killed?"

"After all this, how can I not change?"

She drank the whiskey in one gulp and threw it away, causing the crystal glass to roll on the carpet.

Rebecca pulled her short skirt up and then sat heavily on her lap, and Ethan's breathing quickened.

"It's been a long, long time since I've had one."

She pulled the hair tie and spread her hair, then hugged Ethan tightly and roared softly:

"Fakemi!"

Rebecca was like a volcano that had been silent for a long time. It took more than half an hour to burst out all the energy that had been accumulated for a long time.

She leaned back as the lava spurted out.

Goosebumps appeared on my thighs, and my body twitched.

"Uh-huh!"

The cold light flashed, and the clear spring slid down.

Ethan's pupils shrank violently, and a flash of knife light came straight towards his neck.

In a situation where a normal man's guard is at its lowest, he still allowed him to react, his body suddenly jumped up, and he lifted Rebecca onto the table.

"Bang."

Grab her wrist tightly and hold it down hard.

Looking at the dagger flashing with cold light, Ethan grabbed Rebecca's neck excitedly: "Waterfa?"

"Hahaha."

Rebecca laughed loudly and her body trembled: "As expected of you, it seems that even after I have experienced this, under this special situation, I can't do anything to you."

"Let it go, it's just a toy."

As soon as her palm loosened, the dagger fell, and when the blade hit the table, it suddenly retracted.

"damn it."

Ethan angrily let go of her neck and wrist, turned to another position and grabbed her hard: "You are making such a joke, I will crush you to death."

"No, I believe you won't."

Rebecca was in pain, raised her feet and hooked Ethan's waist hard:

"It's just a joke, don't be angry."

"You come back and help me."

Rebecca raised her head and said seriously: "Thirty percent of the money I earn belongs to you."

"It's a fortune you can't even imagine."

"I need someone I can trust. You are my only friend. I need your help."

There was not even a hint of falsehood in her words.

Ethan knew that as long as he agreed, Rebecca could definitely do it.

If you use your own ability to do that kind of business, the money you can earn will definitely be an astronomical amount, and it will definitely be better than what Rebecca is doing now.

But I can do anything, but I don’t want to touch that kind of business.

"Stop it." Ethan looked into Rebecca's eyes, touched the scar on her body and said, "Few people who do that kind of thing will end well."

"I can buy you villas, luxury cars, and gorgeous clothes."

"Follow me, and I will support you from now on."

Rebecca's eyes filled with tears and she had a huge smile on her face.

She let go of her feet and pushed Ethan back onto the chair.

"This is my uncle's business. I will definitely inherit it and do it better." Rebecca sat up and said expressionlessly: "I have been through life and death several times before I have achieved what I have now. "

"I am now Ms. Bowman, not Rebecca, the Amish girl."

"Don't be stubborn." Ethan said helplessly: "This kind of thing is not something you can handle. Maybe Proctor's previous relationship just wanted to treat you as a black glove."

"Shut up." Rebecca gritted her teeth:

"In the zoo, there are lions, tigers, and wolves, but I can never be that rabbit."

"But you are in a dangerous jungle now." Ethan pursed his lips and continued: "You are surrounded by top hunters. Even a lion will step into a trap one day."

"At least you have experienced the wonders of a lion." Rebecca shook her head:

"Come to me. There must be something going on. Tell me."

Seeing her like this, Ethan knew that it was useless to say anything now. When his career was going smoothly and the fire was burning, few people in the world could give up decisively.

The words he said were all in vain.

"I just said, I'm in Chicago." Ethan sighed and said in a deep voice:

"I'm still a Chicago police officer."

"Chicago?" Rebecca's eyes blinked rapidly: "Chicago police?"

"Why did you come so far to be a policeman? Wait, are you here for Hector?"

"Damn it, it must be."

She slammed the table and said angrily: "I warned him not to face so many people at once, one by one. Those losers are definitely no match for him."

Rebecca squeezed her hand and stared at Ethan: “You want me to hand over Hector?”

"That's right." Ethan nodded:

"Two of my colleagues died, and you know what I'm like."

Rebecca became silent and sat blankly for a while, then straightened her clothes.

She suppressed the feeling of reluctance, jumped off the table and said coldly: "You go, we don't want to meet again in the future."

"Rebecca!" Ethan said in a deep voice:

"I was also shot in the chest. Even if I wasn't hit, you know I won't give up."

"Shet."

Rebecca cursed lowly, this damn Hector, it’s not good to provoke anyone, but this bastard.

"Sorry, I can't do that."

She hesitated for a while, but shook her head firmly: "Hector helped me a lot, and his Salvadorans are also a very important force under my command."

"You don't understand, I need to keep some things in balance."

"Even if it's a request between friends?" Ethan looked at her with some disappointment.

"You are my friend, forever." Rebecca gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone else can, but not Hector. I said, he is very important."

"Also, let's not meet again."

"My identity is no longer suitable."

Everyone's position is different, and naturally the things they think about are also different.

Since she refused to say anything, Ethan would not accuse anything. He pursed his lips and took out his mobile phone: "Since you said we are friends, let's leave our number."

"Also, don't say anything about not meeting again."

Rebecca sighed softly and gave her phone number.

At the same time, she also picked up her mobile phone and wrote down Ethan's number. In her opinion, this was just a thought for herself, and she would eventually drift away from him in the future.

However, Ethan calmly sent the number to Jiabo and sent a text message at the same time:

"Track, eavesdrop, now!"

Turning it to mute again, he looked at Rebecca apologetically: "Tell Hector for me that I will definitely find him."

Rubbing his chest, Ethan said in a deep voice:

"He didn't shoot this shot, but I credited it to his account."

After looking at Rebecca sitting behind the office chair, he lifted up his pants and strode outside.

And Rebecca looked at the closed door, tears falling quietly. (End of chapter)