My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

They had seen many corpses, but this was the first time they saw the cow head embedded in the windshield.

Especially the huge bull's eye was facing Brock, which made him feel scared.

Ethan quickly slapped the broken glass off his body, opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as his boots hit the ground, there was a strange feeling. Ethan looked down and saw a bloody intestine being stepped on under his feet.

He kicked the intestines under his feet aside in disgust. Near them were all kinds of cow parts, and the air was filled with the smell of cow dung and blood.

"Shet." After Brock got out of the car, he looked at the scene in front of him, cursed secretly and pressed the radio.

"Sergeant, there was an explosion here at the Proctor Slaughterhouse. Ethan and I are at the scene."

"Copy that, Emmett, Siobhan, you guys should come over too."

Hood's voice rang on the radio. No matter what, Proctor ran many industries locally and paid a large amount of taxes every year.

Their wages are funded by local taxes, and in some ways Proctor is their financial backer.

Ethan ignored Brock and ran forward, bits of beef scattered everywhere along the way.

One of the trucks transporting beef cattle had its cabin completely blown up.

The truck next to it was also affected, and the beef cattle trapped in the truck moaned in horror.

"How are you? Are you injured?" Ethan helped the slaughterhouse worker next to him to sit up.

Not far away, Proctor, who was lying on the ground, picked up the dropped mobile phone and stood up. He looked into the mobile phone with cold eyes and said:

"Alex, you're going to regret this."

Proctor's voice was loud and Ethan could hear it clearly.

Just when Banshee Town was returning to peace these days, Alex unexpectedly gave Proctor a surprise.

Seeing Ethan appearing nearby, Boden stepped sideways in front of Proctor and looked at him warily.

"Boden, relax, I think Officer Ethan means no harm." Proctor hung up the phone after listening for a few seconds. He put the phone into his trouser pocket and dusted himself off.

Looking at the mess outside the door of the slaughterhouse, the look of gloating over Alex's misfortune disappeared from his face.

Others from the police department quickly arrived at the scene. Fortunately, the explosion was mainly aimed at the transport truck.

There were no casualties except for Proctor, who killed and wounded a group of cattle.

Similar to Alex's reaction before, Proctor also seemed completely unaware when Emmett took notes for him.

"How should I put it? It seems that they don't want us to intervene."

Emmett reluctantly came over with the transcript and shook it at them.

"Farke, you can tell at this glance that this is Alex's response to what happened before." Brock said angrily as he looked at his car that was stained with cow blood.

"Okay, then it will be as they wish. As long as no civilians are harmed, they can fight as they please and we will watch."

Hood looked at Proctor walking towards the slaughterhouse and made the final decision.

In the evening, Davis Bar.

While chatting with Jabber at the bar, Ethan felt someone sitting down next to him.

He turned around and found that it was the female rider from before.

The female rider raised the beer bottle and took a sip from the bottle, then she caught Ethan’s gaze.

"What's the matter with you?" The female rider glanced over.

"Hello, I'm Ethan, Ethan Morgan."

Ethan looked at her with a smile and stretched out his palm.

"Nora, Nora Runcid."

Nora ignored Ethan's extended hand, "I remember you, the last time you were outside, you were the guy who used your uniform to scare away the gangsters."

"I've also heard about you, the rebellious little daughter of the chief of the Chino tribe."

Noila put down the bottle and said: “Rebellion, my evaluation is so good?”

Ethan smiled and took his hand back. The Indian beauty in front of him was Alex Langcid's younger sister. Perhaps because her family had no worries since she was a child, and the life of the aborigines could be seen at a glance, she had been rebellious since she was a child.

In her boring life, she got involved in things she shouldn't touch.

Ever since the old chief knew that she was addicted to drugs, he kicked her out of the house after his persuasion failed. Nora has been missing since then.

It wasn't until a few years later that Nora returned to the Kino tribe.

By this time, she had given up her drug addiction.

In the past few years, I don’t know what Nora has gone through, and she has developed a ruthless skill.

After that, she helped the Kino tribe solve a lot of troubles.

It's just that she still feels resentful about what the old chief did back then, and never stays at home for a long time.

But now she knows that there is a conflict between Alex and Proctor, and decides to stay and help Alex.

Ethan cheered up, raised his glass and said, "So, can I buy you a drink?"

Noila looked at him for a moment, and then said:

"Sorry, I don't like a thin pretty face like you."

"puff"

When Jabo heard what Nora said, he couldn’t help but spit out the wine he just drank in his mouth.

"Please, Jabber."

Candy saw it on the other side and quickly came over with a towel.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jabo laughed loudly, and he patted Ethan on the shoulder vigorously.

Ethan looked embarrassed at this time. He was wearing clothes to look thin, but taking off his clothes made him look fat. The pretty boy was right, but being thin had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Jiabo like this, Nora felt baffled, picked up the beer bottle and said:

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

"What you said about this beauty is absolutely right. A pretty boy like him can only deceive little girls."

After Jiabo made up for it, he also extended his hand to Nora and said:

"You are a very interesting person, I like you."

“Yours is not bad, I like it too.” Nora and Jabber touched hands and pointed to the clothes on his body.

"Thank God, there is finally someone here who knows the goods."

Jabber replied to her emphatically, and then glared at Ethan, "This is the work of Diane von Furstenberg. Some idiot said it was just a cloak."

Ethan raised his hands helplessly, realizing that he was the only one injured in the world.

Unexpectedly, Nora and Jabo had something in common.

Jabo simply changed places with Ethan, and then he and Nora discussed various fashionable clothes and famous designers.

After listening to them chatting for a while, Ethan felt bored and started playing with his mobile phone alone.

Unexpectedly, I got a piece of good news unexpectedly on my phone.

Blake told him on social media that she was going to Pennsylvania to visit her uncle in two days.

If it's convenient for Ethan, he can come to Banshee Town for a day first.

Of course Ethan would not refuse such a good thing. After agreeing on a time with Blake and chatting for a few words, he went home.

Early the next morning, I got off the bus after returning to the police station.

Before he could close the car door, he saw Proctor walking straight towards him with a serious face.

"Where is Rebecca?"