My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After leaving the office, Ethan paused and continued walking forward.

Rebecca's changes are not small.

A few months ago, she would never have refused her request, nor would she have tested herself with a knife when she was happy.

I don't know what she has been through in the past few months.

There are also several scars on his body.

But she chose this path, and she also tried to persuade her. Whether she can think clearly is up to Rebecca.

The obsession brought to her by Proctor made her run wildly along this wrong path.

I don't know how she will end up in the end.

The phone in my pocket vibrated just now, and I hung up casually.

After walking through the dressing room, getting out of the way of the strippers in cool clothes, and avoiding the location of the camera in his memory, he took out his cell phone.

Above is a missed call from Jiabo and a text message:

"Don't tell me this is a fucking federal agent!"

"No." Ethan quickly replied: "Help me monitor the messages sent and received by this number, as well as the phone calls."

"I need to find a man named Hector, okay?"

"Fine."

Jiabo sent a photo. In the photo, he was wearing a colorful skirt. Under the glamorous makeup, there was an angry expression. The most important thing was the raised middle finger.

"I know, I'll give you another party if I get the chance."

Ethan smiled and continued to reply: "Keep an eye on me, that mother-in-law shot me."

"No problem, leave it to me." Jabo's messages came one after another: "Why don't you beat your mother to death for provoking Fake!"

"Go away, if you find anything, please contact me anytime."

Ethan put away his phone, thought about it, and continued walking outside.

With what she just said, Rebecca would definitely not be able to help but contact Hector. As long as she contacts him, he can be tracked by Jabber. This is also one of the purposes of exchanging phone numbers.

I just don’t know when she will contact me.

That time shouldn't be long.

Although it was a bit underhanded to dig a hole for Rebecca like this, Ethan had no choice but to do it now.

If he didn't do this, there would be no way to find Hector.

Outside the performance hall, Rusek and Atwater were both sitting in their original positions. They did not ask for a lap dance, but stared closely at the place where Ethan disappeared just now.

It had been almost an hour since they had been there, and they couldn't help but feel less nervous.

Rusek even made up his mind to find a way to get to the back to see the situation if he didn't see Ethan coming out in another five minutes.

A figure flashed in front of them, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

As soon as he got close, Atwater asked impatiently.

"Let's talk after we get out."

Ethan looked at the tray and saw that there were still several thousand dollars left.

He grabbed it and threw it upwards with all his strength. The storm of green banknotes came more violently than before. This was the real rain of banknotes.

Under the attention of everyone present, he strode outside with dollar bills flying in the sky.

The strippers and service staff on site rushed forward frantically, greedily grabbing everything they could see.

"call."

Rusek looked at the scene around him and let out a breath.

In his opinion, this is simply crazy, not spending money as money at all.

The tip I just gave was two to three hundred dollars. Such crazy things are rare in Chicago. Otherwise, why would those bunny girls take the initiative to raise their buttocks, beg for a pat, and now throw away thousands of dollars?

This kind of behavior is so enviable.

In fact, Ethan is not someone who doesn't regard money as money. The main reason is that he feels angry in his heart.

Rebecca was now like this, which made him feel very unhappy. Now that he saw a group of people rushing over to grab the things he had thrown away, he felt a lot more relieved.

No matter it's bad taste or whatever, as long as you can spend money to buy happiness.

"Mr. Morgan."

A business girl walked over quickly and stopped him.

The snow-white rabbit was leaning against a tray, and on top of the tray were three stacks of Franklins.

"Ms. Bowman asked me to give you the money." The girl in business attire said with a smile on her face: "She said that all Mr. Morgan's purchases will be paid by the store."

"No need." Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth and bit his cigarette and said, "Tell her, this little money is nothing to me."

He waved his head and continued walking outside.

The night wind was chilly, and after taking a few deep breaths, my brain became clear.

"I'll take you back first." The two guys looked at him eagerly, and Ethan shook his head: "She doesn't want to tell me Hector's whereabouts."

Just as Rusek showed a disappointed expression, he continued:

"But I have already thought of other ways. If I'm lucky enough, it won't take long to get news about Hector."

"Very good."

Atwater clenched his fists excitedly.

Although he couldn't directly ask about Hector's whereabouts, it would be fine as long as he could eventually be found.

As for what method was used, they didn't want to ask.

Even if I ask, Ethan won’t tell.

The three of them walked to the parking place together. Rusek and Atwater were still in high spirits, excitedly discussing which girl had a better figure just now.

"Bang."

A muffled sound came from far away.

The three people turned their heads almost simultaneously and looked towards the direction of the sound. This sound was very familiar to them, it was an explosion.

In the distance, there was just darkness.

The sound is a bit dull and the distance should be relatively far.

"Let's go." After standing for a while, Ethan blinked his eyes, turned around and got in the car.

No matter what happened, it was not their turn to take care of it. Rusek and the others realized that this was not Chicago and immediately opened the car door.

Ethan stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly home.

There was no movement from the phone, which made him a little strange. Under normal circumstances, Rebecca should have called Hector instead.

Unexpectedly, she could bear it so well.

"boom."

The engine sounded, and a flash of light approached quickly from behind.

"Hey~"

A handsome motorcycle roared past the Range Rover.

The rider on the motorcycle was wearing a black leather jacket. The taillights of the motorcycle flashed a few times and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Looking at the direction ahead, it was exactly where the explosion sounded.

"Nora!"

Seeing the motorcycle number, Ethan immediately realized who was driving.

He stepped on the accelerator sharply, and the Land Rover roared and picked up speed, chasing the motorcycle away from where it left.

The sudden acceleration caused the other two people to shake and quickly grab the handrail.

"What's wrong?" Rusek asked quickly.

"Be careful when you see an acquaintance." Ethan firmly grasped the steering wheel and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to the place where the explosion just occurred. If you don't know what happened, don't shoot casually."

"Know."

Atwater from behind nodded quickly.

At this time, red and blue lights came from the rearview mirror again.

A police car rushed up from behind.

When there is an emergency, the town police will not care about speeding. The police car has already reached 80 mph.

Ethan just stepped on the accelerator, and before he could pick up the speed, he was soon left behind.

"Bang bang bang."

Not long after driving out, gunshots were faintly heard.

Everyone was very familiar with this voice and quickly cheered up.

The gunfire went off violently and stopped very hastily.

After a while, the sound stopped. The Land Rover drove quickly, and soon saw two blue and red lights at the end of the road.

From the other direction, two police cars also quickly drove up.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ethan quickly slowed down the car. A gunfight had just broken out here. If he drove over in a hurry, he would only get shot.

As he approached the scene of the incident, Ethan narrowed his eyes.

An escort vehicle crashed into a big tree on the side of the road. The tailgate of the vehicle was blown open, and a body fell inside.

The corpse was wearing Chino Moon's security uniform.

So brave, who dares to steal my money?

Ethan angrily stepped on the brakes, stopped the Range Rover, slammed the door hard and strode over.

"Hey, you're not allowed to come here."

Bunker raised his Glock warily and shouted loudly.

When a gunfight breaks out, most people will run as far as they can and will not take the initiative to come over. Those who dare to come forward will have some purpose.

"it's me."

Ethan's pace did not slow down and he continued to walk forward.

"Mr. Morgan?"

Bunker put down his pistol in surprise when he saw the person coming.

"Sorry." He quickly stepped forward and high-fived Ethan: "I have a day off today, but I know you are back."

This guy is always so polite when he speaks.

"Don't say that."

Letting go of his hand, Ethan pointed back: "These are two of my colleagues. I heard the explosion and came over to see what was going on."

Atwater was about to say hello to Bunker when he noticed the tattoo on his neck.

On the dark blue uniform, there was a swastika, which was particularly scary and made him stop abruptly. Due to their skin color, they would always be highly vigilant against such people.

Even when Emmett first met Bunker, he was like this.

Rusek looked at Bunker in surprise, wondering how a white supremacist could be a police officer in town.

Bunker was already used to this kind of gaze.

He just smiled and pressed the intercom to call for an ambulance.

No matter what happened at the scene, it was over. The sound of footsteps sounded, and the motorcycle rider just now walked over with leather boots in the light of the car.

Hanging from his waist was a Scorpion submachine gun.

The helmet was taken off, and her silky black hair fell down. Nora shook her head, her hair flying.

Her outfit, the submachine gun at her waist, and her beautiful face made Rusek hold his breath. Such a woman was full of aggression and looked like a queen.

"When did you come back."

Nora held her helmet with one hand and walked quickly to Ethan.

Her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and she had a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

"I just arrived not long ago."

Ethan stepped forward and smoothed her messy hair back: "What happened?"

"robbery."

Noila didn’t dodge at all, and smiled coldly: “I killed two of them.”

"they are?"

She moved her eyes to look at Rusek and Atwater.

"My colleagues." After Ethan introduced them respectively, he pointed to the side: "This is Nora."

"she is mine."

Rusek and Atwater interrupted him and said in unison:

"good friend!!!"

"Smart." Ethan gave a thumbs up: "Wait here, I'll go over and take a look."

The two of them were very sensible and stood still.

If you are not an acquaintance, it is best not to enter the crime scene randomly, as that will make people dislike you.

However, both of them were very curious.

Why can this leather-clad girl swaggeringly carry a submachine gun and move freely here, while the town policeman next to her looks like she's turning a blind eye.

This small town made them more and more curious.

Especially Ethan's good friends, they popped up one after another. Rusek scratched his face and felt a toothache.

Why didn't I find him to be such a person when I was in Chicago before?

Two police cars coming from the other direction stopped one after another, one was a Banshee Police patrol car and the other was a Chino Police patrol car.

Amy King, Brock, Emmett and others got out of the car one after another.

This place belongs to the intersection of Banshee Town and the Chino Tribe. Both parties have jurisdiction. It is usually settled through negotiation. Now that Chino Moon's escort vehicle has been robbed, it is obviously the jurisdiction of the Chino Police Department.

"Please."

As soon as he got off the car, he saw that Ethan was also there, and Brock spread his hands helplessly.

It's only been a few hours now and people are already starting to die.

"Think about it."

Ethan raised his hand helplessly and poked his head: "Am I going to rob my own property?"

The reasons are too strong to be refuted.

Brock also remembered that Ethan owned shares in Kino Moon. If he wasn't mentally ill, he really couldn't do such a thing as robbing him.

However, he still looked at Ethan with resentment. As soon as this man appeared, something happened immediately.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at Amy King's petite body, Ethan also bumped his fists with her. This was a friend who met by chance, not a good friend.

There was no time to say much to them, so Ethan observed the crime scene.

In addition to the escort who was killed in the carriage, there were also two people lying staggering in the cab of the escort vehicle.

The windshield was riddled with bullet holes.

Blood dripped sparsely from the cracks in the car door, and the people inside had no chance of survival.

In front of the escort vehicle, a car also fell into the ditch.

The car was riddled with bullet holes and the glass was broken.

There were also two people lying inside. If you guessed correctly, this should be Nora’s masterpiece.

"Ms. Langcid."

Brock lifted his belt and asked in a deep voice, "Can you tell us what happened here just now?"

"Sorry, Chief Lotus."

Amy King saw Nora winking at her, and quickly stood up and looked at Brock: "The one that was attacked was Chino Moon's payment vehicle, and the jurisdiction of this case belongs to the Chino Police Department. , I think you have no objections, right?"

The Banshee Police Department and the Chino Police Department have been working very well together since she took over.

Brock hesitated for a moment and waved his hand:

"Yes, this is your business, Emmett, Bunker, let's go back."

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