My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Two on the left and one on the right.

Three cars arrived at almost the same time.

A quick stop in front of the original Savoyard Gentlemen's Club broke the long silence here.

After the club closed for a period of time, the parking lot was empty. A breeze blew by, causing the fallen leaves to move around, making it look particularly deserted.

bump.

Brock jumped out of the car first.

He lifted his duty belt and looked at the club door with emotion.

I miss you so much!

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the car coming from the other direction.

Shet.

Seeing several people getting off the bus one after another, the sergeant couldn't help but curse, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the belt.

The Aryan Brotherhood has just been destroyed, is Banshee Town about to cause trouble again?

Feel his gaze.

Boden, who had just gotten out of the car, turned his head and looked over, his eyes looking calm under his flat glasses.

Brock pursed his lips and kept his gaze steady.

Next to Boden, Rebecca didn't notice the Sheriff's gaze at all. All her attention was on the club, and she was filled with emotion. She didn't expect that there would be a day when she could come back.

Being in the mountains for so long.

Listening to the sound of horns not far away, smelling the slightly turbid air.

Her heart beat faster.

I couldn't believe it when I received the call just now, and now I'm still a little dizzy.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded.

Bunker quickly stepped forward from behind and hugged Maggie in surprise. He did not expect that the other party would also appear here.

Cough~

A soft cough sounded.

Ethan swung the car keys and stood between the two groups, spreading his hands slightly towards Brock: Actually, everyone knows each other, so I won't introduce them. We will still have a lot of time to get acquainted with each other in the future.

About that.

Before the Sheriff could speak, Rebecca hurriedly walked up to Ethan: Have you done it?

There was a hint of anxiety on her face.

More of a surprise.

Um!

Ethan knew what she was asking and smiled and nodded.

The fragrant breeze suddenly hit me.

Rebecca, who was wearing a white dress, hugged him tightly. The Amish girl was so excited that she couldn't contain her excitement. Passionate kisses fell like raindrops. Dealing with the senator meant that she no longer had to hide in the future.

Can appear openly in the sun.

Thinking of this, her happy laughter echoed through the door of the club.

Brock's eyes widened at first, then he scratched his forehead and cursed secretly.

no doubt.

This Amish girl was smitten by her boss.

Okay~

Noticing Brock's expression, Ethan patted Rebecca's butt and put it down: Actually, I have to reintroduce him. This is the owner of the Savoy Gentlemen's Club, Bowman Slaughterhouse and Bowman Restaurant.

in addition.

He pointed to the side again: Mr. Boden is the manager of these three industries.

The above.

After a pause, Ethan stared at Brock and emphasized his tone: This is the whole business of the two of them, do you understand what I mean?

Some things had already been discussed with Rebecca.

One of the conditions for helping the other party get revenge is that the latter can never touch the pill business again.

In fact, the wealth that Proctor and these two guys accumulated before was enough for Rebecca and Boden to enjoy endlessly. They took back these businesses because of their inner obsession.

Another thing is that I have a career.

Don't look so useless.

So Rebecca had no problem with that.

As for Boden.

Although this guy is a paranoid and violent man, after so many years of ups and downs, his ideas have also changed, and now he only wants to continue Proctor's career.

Both of them have a bit of a desire to change their ways.

Chief Lotus.

Rebecca smiled and extended her hand to the Sheriff of Banshee Town.

Miss Bowman.

Brock breathed out gently, held the other person's hand, and squeezed out a smile on his face.

Of course he understood the meaning.

The other party will never touch that kind of thing again in the future. This is the promise given by Ethan, and he does not have any evidence of these two people. The other party is an ordinary civilian, and to be honest, even if there is evidence.

For the sake of Boss, I have to put things down.

okay.

Ethan waved his hand, threw a cigarette into his mouth, and strode towards the Savoy Gentlemen's Club: Let's go in and have a look. There is no need to arrange for patrol cars to come and guard the place in the future.

I believe Miss Rebecca and Mr. Borden have the ability to protect their industry.

There is no need to waste police resources anymore.

If not for the fear of facing endless pursuit.

As long as Boden fights, he can overthrow the Aryan Brotherhood alone.

The white supremacist organization has disappeared. It is easy for Borden to protect the industry. He only needs to contact those who were marginalized by the Aryan Brotherhood in the past and form a team at will.

He said it was the other party's property, but Ethan had no intention of being a customer and took the lead into the strip club that had been shut down for a long time.

Savoyard Gentlemen's Club is a good name.

No need to change.

You can keep using it.

Brock waved to the patrol car in the distance, signaling the other party to leave.

Although he was confused now and didn't know why Ethan pulled him here, he just took it as he came and walked in quickly.

Inside the club.

After some tinkering, the lights came on one after another.

The magnificent strip club is in full view of everyone. Watts has basically bought in the last bit of the brotherhood's wealth, and the facilities are not much worse than those of large clubs in New York.

Everyone present is well-informed.

But he was still amazed.

I could have been a hen that laid golden eggs, but now I am getting all advantaged.

Fortunately, Ethan had the foresight to ask Brock to arrange manpower to control the place in time to prevent looting and destruction, so it was kept very intact, but the mess in the place was inevitable.

bump.

Ethan swept away the empty wine bottles on the ground and jumped onto the dance floor in the middle.

He grabbed the steel pipe curiously and turned awkwardly on it. With the blessing of strength, he looked quite impressive.

Hey~

Rebecca, who was in a good mood, blew her finger whistle.

I hurriedly touched my body again, but unfortunately I didn't find any cash.

On the other hand, Brock laughed loudly, took out a crumpled five-dollar bill, and kept shaking it in his hand. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the mayor's performance.

Bunker put his arm around Maggie, and they smiled and clapped their hands.

OK, OK.

Ethan let go of the pole and laughed at himself as he walked to the edge of the dance floor: This kind of thing has to be done by professionals.

Bunker.

He knelt down and said with a smile, Do you mind going to the back and taking a stroll first?

The Youtou Town policeman understood and immediately asked Maggie to go back.

Make room for them to talk. (End of chapter)