My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"I bought it."

Seeing Karl like this, Lip rushed forward: "Hey, man, how are you?"

"Hi."

Seeing Lip appear, Karl was a little embarrassed: "I thought I could avoid it, but Monica pulled my hand, so we bumped into it."

There was a swelling on his forehead.

There were still a few minor scratches on his face, and blood had stopped seeping from them.

The injury is definitely not serious. If it is serious, no matter whether you can afford the medical expenses or not, you will be taken to the hospital as soon as possible. Otherwise, if something happens at the police station, you will be blackmailed to death.

Footsteps sounded, and a dark shadow enveloped Karl.

He panicked and quickly shrank his neck.

At the same time, he raised his head with a smile.

"Say you're sorry."

Ethan handed a cigarette to the patrolman next to him, then lit the lighter: "Say you won't do such stupid things again."

A puff of smoke was slowly exhaled.

This expressionless look and cold tone startled Karl, and his eyes that were originally full of wisdom became clear.

He scratched his head and apologized to several people around him.

"You are a man."

Ethan grabbed his head and said in a deep voice: "You must figure out what you can and cannot do."

"Getting into trouble, no problem."

"But you can't be a fool, and you can't make fun of your own life or the lives of others!"

"OK."

Karl nodded and extended his palm to Ethan: "I promise you, you can get into trouble, but you can't be a fool."

Seeing his eyes full of wisdom, Ethan reluctantly held hands with him.

Get rid of this person, and there will be a troublemaker next to him.

"Hey, Ethan."

Monica kept slapping the iron fence and said excitedly: "Are you here to take us away?"

"Great, I've had enough of this place for a long time."

Although he wanted to say no, under Karl's expectant gaze, Ethan could only nod to the male patrolman.

The latter held the cigarette in his mouth and opened the iron gate.

There is no need for any formalities, bail money or anything like that. Even though we are not from our own branch, we are all our own people. A police chief with real power comes to pick people up, so we still have to give him some face.

To put it bluntly, this is not an extraordinary case.

After thanking the patrolman, Ethan led a few people outside. He was still confused and had to figure out what happened.

"Hey, my car."

As soon as she walked outside, Monica, who had been mumbling, thought of something and her tone increased a bit: "I just bought that today. I have to go get the car back. It cost several thousand dollars."

"Waterfa?"

Lip grabbed Monica and asked excitedly: "Where did you get the money? Did you steal it from Fiona?"

steal.

Not only Ethan, but Kevin also cast his eyes on Monica.

"That's my money."

Monica's eyes flickered, and she forced herself to say, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Come on, none of you here are stupid.

Even though he is not a smart person, Kevin can also detect that the other person is lying.

"Let's go."

Ethan looked at Kevin, shook his head slightly and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back. This is not the place to talk about things."

No matter what happened, it was not the right time to ask questions at the door of the police station.

Monica had a lot of money. If she really had it, she wouldn't have to live in a van in the side yard with Frank. She could rent an ordinary apartment nearby for a few thousand dollars.

Combined with what Lip said just now, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

No longer caring about the crashed car, Ethan led a few people to leave the 36th Precinct. Not far after driving out, the stomachs of several people except him all began to growl.

Apparently, none of them had eaten.

The steering wheel turned and I bought a bunch of burgers and fried chicken nuggets at the drive-in restaurant.

Amidst the sound of chewing, the vehicle quickly arrived at Gallagher's house. Monica, who was sitting in the back, became visibly flustered. Her eyes rolled around and the fried chicken in her mouth no longer tasted good.

With this level of cover-up, there is no way to escape Ethan’s gaze.

He probably guessed what happened, sighed secretly, and stopped the vehicle.

Hearing the noise, a group of people immediately ran out from inside.

"Karl."

Fiona rushed forward, held Karl in her arms, touched his forehead distressedly, gritted her teeth and looked at Monica.

No matter what happened, it must have something to do with my unreliable mother.

Under her angry gaze, Monica quietly took two steps back.

Immediately, Fiona looked at Ethan again, her grateful eyes mixed with deep apology.

"sorry."

The two let go, and Karl said very apologetically: "I know I was wrong. Before I grow up, I swear I will never drive again."

"drive?"

Fiona instantly caught the key point and asked excitedly: "Whose car is it and where does it come from?"

"Monica bought a car."

Lip gritted his teeth and spoke word by word: "I bought it today for several thousand dollars, and it has been damaged."

Fiona shook her body when she heard his words.

She opened her mouth and her vision went dark.

"Fiona."

Ethan stepped forward and hugged her.

Exclamations rang out one after another, and people nearby gathered around her, shouting her name nervously.

"Everyone get out of the way."

Ethan yelled and was about to put the person in his arms into the car.

"I'm fine."

After being tortured like this, Fiona woke up quickly. She grabbed Ethan's arm and forced a smile: "I'm just hungry."

There was sweat on her forehead.

The lips turned white and several small blisters appeared.

"low blood sugar."

Veronica's high voice sounded: "Let her eat something and rest for a while and she will be fine."

As soon as his footsteps turned, Ethan hugged her and ran towards the house.

Lip quickly picked up the food he had just packed and followed the noisy people into the house.

Monica's face turned red and white. She stood blankly for a while and then moved towards the house. She pursed her lips as she watched a group of people surrounding Fiona.

Gave Fiona something to eat and drank a few sips of Coke.

A trace of color finally returned to her face.

The fainting just now was entirely caused by being tired, hungry, and anxious to get angry.

"Hey."

Ethan held her hand tightly and comforted in a low voice: "If it's about money, don't worry about it. You can still make more money if it's gone. It doesn't matter."

"that is."

Veronica hugged her best friend: "Don't think so much. In the worst case, I will ask Kevin to do a striptease."

"With his ability, he can make a lot of money in one night."

"Oh~"

Kevin spread his hands in protest.

Under Veronica's fierce gaze, he put down his hand helplessly, feeling annoyed at the current situation, and turned his head to stare at Monica dissatisfied.

When the other people saw that Fiona was okay, they dispersed.