My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

As long as Jill kept her mouth shut, there would be no problem.

"Don't worry." She smiled and nodded without much hesitation: "I didn't hear anything."

Jill has also been an agent for several years. She also has similar friends. These friends can provide her with great help when she is in trouble. She absolutely does not want to be exposed. This is her trump card.

So, Jill can understand what Ethan is thinking.

In this situation, concealing a piece of information is irrelevant to the overall situation. Besides, that person is equivalent to saving his own life.

People who can become federal agents will naturally not accept death.

"That's good."

Ethan smiled, shrugged, and strode outside.

Silver Dollar Club.

At three-thirty in the morning, when these strip clubs are busiest, many people are already drunk and staggering out of them.

"Are you sure this is here?"

Jill looked at the flashing signboard and felt a little dumbfounded.

I thought he would find a quiet bar, have a few drinks with each other, and then go back to his apartment to do things that everyone likes to do.

Unexpectedly, I came to a strip club.

"Music, performances, wine, and food are all there." Ethan put away his phone and opened his fingers to her: "Is there any better place than here?"

"The most important thing is." He stretched out his fifth finger and opened the entire palm:

"I have a friend who is playing here. Today is his birthday. The things I just mentioned are all free."

"Snapped!"

Jill grinned, she let go of the steering wheel, and slapped Ethan's palm hard: "I like your genius idea."

After the fierce battle, her stomach was already very hungry.

In fact, Ethan is right. Here in the United States, if you want a hot meal in the middle of the night, you are right to go to a strip club.

Most clubs will have meal service.

There are even some strip clubs that offer special buffets for more than ten dollars in order to attract customers.

Spending more than ten dollars to watch the strippers perform and eat at the buffet is also the choice of many Americans.

The income of federal agents is actually not high.

The salary of ordinary detectives is even lower than that of patrol police in some places.

Jill's annual salary is only more than 70,000 yuan, which works out to more than 6,000 yuan a month. She will not miss the opportunity to eat for free and watch performances.

Don't think that women can't go to such places. Striptease has become a part of American culture.

It’s not a big deal to relax in this formal entertainment venue.

Jill immediately opened the car door and walked to the club with Ethan.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women always attracts attention.

Therefore, these two people attracted admiring glances from others. Although Jill was wearing ill-fitting clothes, she was a natural dresser. Not only did she not look awkward, but she also had a sense of fashion.

As for Ethan, everyone who saw him gave him a thumbs up.

Never get out of the firing line even if you are slightly injured, a role model for a man.

He only wore a coat on his body, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the bandages on his arms, which was admirable.

"Sir, please stay."

At the front door of the club, a handsome and energetic security guard nodded in admiration to Ethan: "After entering, you can give me my nickname Broken Feather Cat. There is no need to buy a ticket."

"It is an honor for our Silver Dollar Club to have customers like you."

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, he didn't expect that being injured would have such a benefit.

"That's what I'm saying to you." He took out a Franklin and slapped it on the security guard's hand: "Take it, this is yours."

Looking at the two people walking inside, the handsome security guard was stunned.

"Damn, how much did he pay?"

The two colleagues next to him immediately gathered around him with envy. In fact, these people's eyes couldn't be sharper, and they had already seen the two zeros.

"Not much." Broken Feather Cat calmly put the money into his pocket and raised his middle finger:

"You two bastards, stop thinking about my tips all the time."

In the passage, Jill was more surprised than the people outside. She bumped Ethan's shoulder gently: "Did you pay the wrong money just now? Let's go get it back. If you are happy, just give us ten dollars." .”

With such a casual snap, half of her day's salary was gone.

I have to say, it makes me feel a little distressed to see it.

"Hahaha."

Ethan made a fortune tonight and didn't care about those things at all. He put his arm around Jill's shoulders and walked in: "Let me tell you a little secret. In fact, I am a multimillionaire. This money is nothing."

"In this case, it is really an honor for me to have the opportunity to hang out with multi-millionaires."

Jill bowed and laughed.

Walking into the club, Ethan threw a cigarette into his mouth and puffed out a puff of smoke with a sigh.

The last time I came here to play, I went to the university campus with some friends from the fraternity and spent a few wonderful and happy days. Now that I think about it, I still have some unfinished memories.

In the corner, in the big booth.

Jabo, with a red comb on his head, was shaking his head.

When he saw Ethan appear, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up and waved.

Next to him is his little boyfriend Johnny. This guy has also resumed his gothic style, with a black comb on his head and a touch of bright black eye shadow on the corners of his eyes.

The table in front of the booth was filled with various drinks and a hastily bought small cake for show.

"This friend of mine." Ethan leaned close to Jill's ear and vaccinated him:

"His preferences are different, don't be surprised."

He didn't need to remind him that the five or six men with feminine faces and splendidly dressed people sitting on the booth had already told Jill the interests of these people.

"It's okay, this is normal."

Gil smiled and continued: "But don't tell me my identity, otherwise I won't be able to play."

It's not like she hasn't gone out with friends before. As soon as someone hears that she is a federal agent, no matter how lively the drinking party is, it will instantly become silent. Then, the people who come to play will quickly find excuses to leave one after another.

Ethan smiled, how could he not know this.

He had already sent a message to Jiabo on the way, telling him not to let anything slip.

"Jab, Johnny."

Walking to the booth, he smiled and fist bumped with two old friends: "This is my friend Jill."

"By the way, happy birthday."

Jiabo was also speechless for a while. He celebrated his birthday inexplicably. He smiled and greeted Jill as usual.

Ethan directly picked up a bottle of whiskey and blew on the mouth of the bottle. (End of chapter)