My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The two of them were going back and forth, their tone a little dull.

Sounds like an old friend.

There was a match next to him, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't dare to speak.

My boss is the one who annoys others the most.

The person who interrupted him last time was stabbed alive by a beer bottle and never had the chance to speak.

But for such a cruel person, both inside and outside his words, there was a hint of resignation.

This also made Match become curious about the identity of this pretty boy, and the money in his pocket became hot.

Ethan grinned for a moment, then dropped his smile.

People give each other face.

This short-haired old black man is so well-informed that it is hard to slap him in the face, and it will be hard to clean up the mess later.

"Is such that."

He coughed and knocked on the table: "I didn't come here to find anything."

"It's a friend of mine. He made a bet with this guy called Match. As a result, my friend lost."

Looking at the short-haired old black man, Ethan raised his eyebrows:

"Your people kept my friend's son and asked someone to bring money to ransom him."

"What a coincidence."

He grinned again: "My friend doesn't have money, but I do!"

"So, I came here to pay the ransom."

This sentence caused a little sweat to break out on the forehead of the short-haired old black man. He bit the cigarette with difficulty and took a deep breath.

Blackmail is out of the question.

But kidnapping is appropriate.

And according to his own intelligence, this demon policeman is now the head of the 21st Precinct.

Now, I don’t know how many people are ambushing me outside.

He also heard about the match bet before. He originally thought it was a piece of fun, but he didn't expect it to be so fun now.

Thinking of this, his fingers trembled.

"have no idea."

The short-haired old man slowly put out his cigarette and asked with a forced smile: "What is the bet?"

"fifty thousand!"

Ethan stretched out five fingers and frowned and said, "You people are too dark."

"Just make a joke and force others to fulfill it."

"It's not good to do things like this."

"Cough cough cough~"

Match, who was standing next to him, coughed violently for no apparent reason.

His eyes were shocked and he looked at this handsome white man in disbelief. He couldn't believe what he heard.

"Bang."

The short-haired old man hit the table angrily and looked at the match fiercely: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get 70,000 US dollars."

"Is it easy for others to earn this 70,000 yuan?"

"Hurry up and give it back to others."

Match pinched the ten thousand dollars in his pocket, looked at Ethan's five fingers, and then looked at the seven fingers drawn by his boss, completely in a state of confusion.

However, in the eyes of the short-haired old black man who wanted to kill someone, he quickly walked into the room.

Soon, Match took out a heavy pocket bag.

His lips trembled, and he shivered with pain.

The money would definitely be counted on his head. Under the gazes of several old black men in the room, he put the money on the table with his eyes closed.

"Uh-huh."

The short-haired old black man held down his pocket and pushed gently in front of Ethan: "Sir, look?"

As he spoke, his temples bulged.

This is the biggest concession I have ever made. I have given enough face and money. If you still refuse to give up, then fight for it.

At worst, a few people will die.

If you run away immediately, you should be able to escape.

The short-haired old black man had no expression on his face, but he was secretly making calculations in his heart.

"Um."

The other party didn't do anything to Liam, so Ethan took it easy. He smiled and patted the pocket: "You are a good person. GD is lucky to have a talent like you."

Seeing this, the short-haired old black man also quickly apologized.

"Then I'll leave."

Ethan grabbed his fanny pack and stepped backwards, keeping one hand behind his back.

This action brought great pressure to Cuntou Laohei.

It wasn't until the door closed that he exhaled heavily and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The Salvadoran people stepped on the door before, which was a big event on the road. At that time, the short-haired old black man was also watching from a distance. The densely packed corpses and this guy carrying a gun planted the seeds of fear in him.

So his first reaction just now was to pay and send the person away.

As for resistance, just think about it.

"Boss."

An old black man from behind walked up and shook his legs dissatisfied: "Why give money to that pretty boy? I can take care of him by myself."

"oh?"

The short-haired old black man stood up and slowly turned around: "Why didn't I know you were so powerful?"

As soon as the tiger left, the jackal's momentum suddenly increased.

The eyes of the old black man burst out with bloodthirsty light, and he slowly clenched his fists.

If I can't deal with that evil policeman, I can't deal with you!

"No."

The old black man's legs went weak and he quickly moved his hands, trying to explain something.

The next moment, a black shadow rushed forward.

Walking down the stairs, the pocket bag in Ethan's hand disappeared.

My own money is not so easy to get.

We would never let this group of people go so easily without turning over the situation several times.

Seeing Ethan's figure appear, the group of people in the car breathed a sigh of relief, especially Lip. There were a bunch of vicious gang members in the house just now. He was afraid that something would happen to the other party.

"Are you OK?"

As soon as they got in the car, Fiona groped around him anxiously: "Since you gave me the money, you don't have to deal with those people. Safety is the most important thing."

"I will find a way to return that money to you."

"Who said money was spent?"

Ethan glared at Lip, reached into his arms, took out a wad of money and shook it: "I'm asking Lip to take Liam away first, and then get the money back."

"You wouldn't think that these gang members would dare to blackmail law enforcement officers."

Seeing his triumphant look, Fiona hammered him twice and finally felt relieved.

Several people in the car smiled.

Carl squeezed his fist hard and strengthened his determination to become a police officer in the future. This looked too cool.

"Let's go."

She turned back, glanced at Liam in Lip's arms, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes:

"Go get a burger, fries, and a Coke."

"Then we go home."

"Oh~~"

There was a burst of cheers in the Cadillac, and Liam didn't understand what was happening at all. When he saw everyone's happiness, he also shouted incoherently.

Putting the firearm back into the gun case, Ethan turned the steering wheel and left.

With Frank's more than six hundred dollars, Fiona spent a lot of money and bought a lot of food at Burger King before driving home.

Back in the living room, a table full of all kinds of food was placed.

"Wait a moment."

Fiona stopped the excited crowd, clapped her hands and looked at Debbie: "Don't you always want to have a room of your own?"

"yes."

Debbie nodded quickly, her eyes bright.

Now that Liam was a little older, he started making noises all night long, leaving her in dire need of some personal space of her own.

"clatter."

Fiona waved, snapped her fingers, and chuckled: "That's alright, my room is yours."

"Ah?" Debbie waved her hands quickly:

"No, no, no, then I don't want it. You can keep it by yourself."

While speaking, Little Debbie looked at Ethan with panicked eyes, her head still shaking slightly.

Apparently, he was afraid that his eldest sister would move out.

Not only her, but Karl also bit a big chicken leg and looked at Fiona blankly.

"Please."

Fiona shook her head and gritted her teeth and said, "Where did you think you were going?"

"I just thought that there was a room in my house that could be cleared out, and I moved into that room."

"Frank's room."

The other Gallaghers all shouted in unison.

"That's right."

Fiora nodded heavily.

After the living room was quiet for a while, Lip was the first to run upstairs: "I'll help you pack your things."

He thought of Ethan's words and said that he indeed had to shoulder more responsibilities.

"Hahaha."

Ian held on to the sofa, turned over and ran up the stairs: "I like your idea."

Thinking of having her own independent room in the future and Fiona not moving out, Debbie was so excited that she would not think of Frank at this time.

Karl hesitated and ran up to help.

The remaining few people looked at each other, smiled and went upstairs together. After what happened today, they did not express any objection to Fiona expelling Frank.

Frank's room was the largest in the Gallagher house.

The door was locked by him for a long time.

Lip kicked the door and easily broke the door lock. It was a mess inside, but the room shape was very square.

There is also a large window that lets in light.

This is much better than Fiona's room.

A group of people laughed and started, and Frank's things were quickly stuffed into a suitcase.

"Where does he put these things?"

Looking at the suitcase full of clothes, Ian looked at Fiona.

"I have a great idea."

Lip lifted the window with both hands and pointed outside.

"three."

"two."

"one."

After three counts, the suitcase was thrown from the second floor window by several people.

"Bang."

The lock was broken and clothes were scattered on the floor.

After dinner, Ethan drove Fiona and Veronica to the home furnishing store to buy things needed for the apartment building.

No matter what happens, life must go on.

Work must continue.

When it came to shopping, Ethan's physical strength declined rapidly. After listlessly shopping with the two superwomen for two or three hours, he dragged his tired pace back.

The vehicle was parked, but Fiona was in no hurry to get out of the car.

She turned around and grabbed Veronica's arm: "Wait a minute, let me tell you something."

"What's up?"

Veronica flipped her hair, still a little excited.

Fiona waved her hand, licked her nails, and looked at Ethan sheepishly: "Can I ask you something?"

"you say."

Ethan turned off the engine and lit a cigarette.

It was almost late at night, and the house next to it became quiet.

Inside the car, it seemed even quieter.

"I think so."

Fiona looked at her friend and said quickly: "There are a lot of things that need to be done to manage an apartment building. Sometimes I am too busy just by myself. I need someone to help."

"I'd like to ask your opinion on how to get Veronica to work with me."

"Ten percent of my profits here will be given to her."

After finishing the call, she took a deep breath.

She had been thinking about this idea for a long time.

I can't stabilize myself, but I watch my friends drinking Mistral, still doing odd jobs here and there as before, or doing live broadcasts on the Internet.

She didn't want to see her friend selling his self-esteem to make money again.

It’s just that I relied on Ethan’s help to have this opportunity.

Making further demands seems to be a bit too much.

Therefore, she was extremely uneasy.

"I don't want it, Bitchi." Veronica waved her hands excitedly and shouted loudly: "Just do your own thing, no matter what I do."

"you shut up."

Fiona interrupted her unceremoniously and looked at Ethan nervously.

Looking at her serious expression, Ethan smiled dumbly.

This guy couldn't even figure it out himself, so he just wanted to win over his friends. She really had nothing to say to Veronica.

On the other hand, today Veronica also showed her heart to Fiona.

Her words reminded herself.

Veronica and Kevin are both their friends, and it doesn't hurt to help if they can.

To put it bluntly, this building was bought to improve Fiona's living conditions. Both Veronica and Kevin were very angry with themselves, so they helped their friends by the way, so it was no big deal.

The money I earned was not enough to go to nightclubs a few times.

But it can provide great life help to friends, and it will not make people think it is charity. It is just a small business for everyone.

After all, the house belongs to you.

"no."

Ethan shook his head, then smiled again: "Xiaowei is also my friend, please pay from my share, 15%."

"You two, work together to get things done."

Doing the math, it actually doesn't matter. Just think of it as dividing 45% of the rental income and asking two people to help you take care of the house.

It's a bit expensive, but it's worth the money.

"Very good."

Fiona rushed forward in surprise and hugged Ethan tightly: "I don't know what to say, thank you."

"are you sure?"

Veronica was stunned by the pie falling from the sky, and stammered: "Do you want to think about it again? I can't make anything."

After being unlucky for more than twenty years, maybe I am starting to get lucky.

She twisted her arm hard and grinned in pain. All of this was real.

"It doesn't matter."

Ethan stretched out his hand to Veronica, raised his eyebrows and said, "You just need to be my friend, that's enough."

Looking at the fist in front of her, Veronica bit her lip.

She also stretched out her hand, and their fists touched together.

"Ah~~~"

Veronica shouted happily, and rushed forward, leaving lipstick marks on Ethan's face without hesitation.

"this is mine."

Fiona laughed and pouted her lips.

"Jingle Bell."

The rapid ringing of the phone interrupted the waves of enthusiasm.

"I'll take a call."

Ethan took out his cell phone with difficulty and dodged back:

"Hey, this is Morgan."

"Boss."

Antonio's urgent voice sounded: "Where are you? I have trouble here."