My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The night is dark, and the buzzing of police sirens adds a lively atmosphere to the South Side of Chicago.

The front door of Aleb's bar opened, and two people stumbled out.

From time to time, laughter burst out from his mouth.

A man and a woman were walking around, stopping every once in a while to hug each other, like young lovers in love.

Not far behind, a car slowly drove out from the shadows.

Inside the windshield, a little scarlet lights up.

This light illuminated the face of the driver inside, making it look a bit ferocious.

A few minutes later, we came to a lonely street.

Not to mention there are no people here, not even homeless people. The rats are laying down in the trash can, making squeaking sounds.

"Boom~"

The sound of the engine suddenly amplified and the vehicle quickly approached.

This movement startled the two drunkards, and they were about to run away.

"Please."

The car window glass slowly lowered, and Ethan asked with a smile: "Am I so scary?"

"Hey."

Frank patted his chest and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Damn it, you don't even know, you thought who came to see me."

While walking on the road, I was kidnapped.

Beat him up and throw him into a corner.

He had experienced this kind of thing once or twice, so he was still frightened.

But when he saw it was Ethan, not only him, but also Monica behind him was happy.

Not only did he make a lot of money from this guy, but Ethan also treated them to a drink in the past two days. This act of repaying evil with kindness made Frank feel a little guilty.

Why didn't I find it before?

This is a good man.

"Why are you here?" Frank scratched his face and looked into the car curiously: "Are you looking for Fiona?"

In the car, there are some sundries.

No one else but Ethan.

"no."

Ethan stepped on the brakes and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers: "I'm just looking for you two and want you to prepare some surprises for me."

"You know, she's been in a bad mood lately."

Looking at Frank's slightly reddened rosacea, he emphasized:

"Of course, I can't blame you."

"To be honest, I bought a boat and I want you to accompany me to take a look at it. How should I put it? Help me see how to decorate it. I'm going to have a surprise party for Fiona."

When they heard a ship, the eyes of the two people outside the car lit up.

Party, more like.

"correct."

Ethan winked at the two of them again: "I'll also prepare a lot of wine on the boat, including whiskey, brandy, vodka, and rum."

As each name came out, Frank's eyes seemed to light up.

"all of these."

Ethan shrugged and said with a smile: "You can all enjoy it later. We had some small misunderstandings before, so this is an apology."

"There are some bugs and they need to be fixed."

"This way we can better move towards the future, don't you think so?"

"That's right, that's right."

Frank nodded quickly in excitement. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and got inside: "It needs to be repaired. It must be repaired. You don't have to be so polite. We are all friends!"

Monica was not willing to lag behind and quickly got into the car.

"bump."

The car door closed, and there was chatter and laughter.

Ethan smiled and chatted with the two guys, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly left the place.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the marina.

"Shet."

Seeing the yacht floating in the lake below through the car window, Frank's head, which was slightly groggy from drinking, suddenly became sober. He stammered and asked: "Are you sure this is here?"

"This is a yacht, not a boat."

"What's the difference?" Ethan smiled and parked the vehicle in the shadows: "You guys wait a minute, I have something to deal with."

"Ok, no problem."

Frank slapped his chest, acting like he was obligated to do so.

When Ethan walked away, he and Monica glanced at each other. They both covered their mouths excitedly, and the smiles in the corners of their eyes were about to fly to the sky.

"listen to me."

He glanced out the window and said excitedly to Monica: "Now it seems that Ethan's net worth is much richer than we thought. We must treat Fiona better in the future."

"correct."

Frank's eyes lit up and he said, "Let's start with Carl and Debbie."

"The two of them are young and don't hold grudges."

"As long as we catch those two people, we won't have to worry about anything in the future."

Hearing this, Monica nodded repeatedly.

She looked at Ethan's figure outside, feeling satisfied no matter how satisfied she looked, and she didn't know what kind of bad luck Fiona had that she got to know such a rich man.

On the trestle, Ethan didn't know what the two people in the car were thinking.

However, he doesn't care.

Turn on the radar and search around.

There were a few people on the dozen or so yachts that passed by, and the murmuring sounds that made people feel restless followed the sound of the waves. These people didn't have to worry that they would do anything bad.

"That's it."

Returning to the top, he opened the tailgate of the Cadillac and said to the two people inside: "If it's convenient, come here and get something for me."

While talking, Ethan picked up several large bags.

Contained inside are some bedding and daily necessities purchased today.

Anyway, I will come and stay here whenever I have nothing to do.

This is also my home.

The bedroom, kitchen, and living room are all fully functional, and all kinds of electrical appliances are available. There is nothing missing. If you get bored at night, you can even go out for a swim in the boat.

That feeling is so comfortable.

Hearing Ethan's greeting, Frank and Monica quickly got out of the car and walked quickly behind the Cadillac.

When they saw the remaining items, both of them were a little stunned.

A large round red gasoline barrel appeared in front of the two of them. What does this thing have to do with the party?

"You'll find out later."

Ethan winked at the two of them and gestured to the items in his hands: "I'll ask you to carry this gasoline barrel together."

"Some things are hard to say."

"It's a surprise."

"I believe you will like it very much."

Although they were confused, Frank and Monica happily reached for the gasoline barrel.

I thought it was extremely heavy, but once I got my hands on it I found it was empty.

I don't know what to use it for.

With a trace of doubt, the two of them lifted up the gasoline cans and followed Ethan to the yacht parking area below. Seeing the luxury yachts, they were filled with excitement. They never thought that one day they would be able to live the life of a yacht.

"Come up here, you're welcome."

Ethan carried two large bags of groceries and walked up to the aft deck.

The two people behind quickly followed.

At Ethan's greeting, they came to the front deck, put down the gasoline barrels, and visited in a familiar manner.

Looking at the two excited people, Ethan smiled and started the yacht.

In just a moment, the Morgan slowly sailed toward the depths of Lake Michigan and gradually disappeared into the darkness. (End of chapter)