My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Looking at Jenny leaving in a hurry, Ethan touched his pocket.

At this time, footsteps sounded and a cigarette flew over.

Ethan raised his hand to catch it, and the strangely dressed man in black leather pants and boots was walking towards him.

He wore a white shirt on his upper body, tied a black girdle around his waist, wore sexy eye shadow, and wore a braid similar to a mohawk on his head.

Ethan took out a lighter and lit it, and also helped the other party light it.

"Don't worry, there won't be any judgment. I don't care about these bullshit things." The weird man said with a nonchalant look on his face.

Ethan tapped the cigarette with his finger, and the butt of the newly lit cigarette did not flick off any ash.

"I remember you. Last time you were driving a motorcycle and wearing a leather jacket, right?"

"I remember you too, just call me Jiabo." After Jiabo looked him up and down, he asked, "How do you keep your skin so good? What kind of cosmetics do you use?"

Ethan was speechless. He didn't expect Jabo to say such a thing.

Since taking the self-healing potion, he can feel that the condition of his skin is getting better day by day, and the rough pores have become finer. Siobhan also asked this question several times, and his eyes glowed green with envy.

But this was the first time a man asked him this question.

Ethan coughed and said quietly:

"I'm straight."

"Fayou, I don't care whether you are straight or curvy, you are not my type."

"What happened to your hair?"

Ethan quickly changed the subject and pointed his finger at the top of his head. The last time he saw him, he was still bald.

"Don't you know what a wig is? Or are there such magical things that don't appear in this country place?"

Ethan was choked immediately and didn’t know what to say.

Jia Bo didn't speak anymore, silently looking at Hood not far away, and then shifted his gaze to Carly further away, his cigarette butt flickering, and his eyes became fierce.

Carly and Gordon were together, hugging each other with Tifa, completely unaware of Jabber's gaze.

Jia Bo secretly cursed the female cousin and threw the cigarette to the ground.

Ethan pretended not to hear anything and smoked silently.

Hood finally dealt with FBI agent Dean Xavier, and when he saw the two of them standing together, he walked over with a tired look on his face.

"Ethan, this is my friend Jabber. Jabber, this is Ethan."

Hood stretched out his hand and made a casual gesture, introducing the two of them to each other.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, and there was a circle of purple scars on Hood's waving wrist, which was the same on both wrists.

According to his experience, this kind of injury to the wrist is caused by being handcuffed to something and struggling for life. It is often seen in some prisoners suffering from drug addiction.

"We have met a long time ago. You are a good friend and you dress very tastefully."

"I didn't expect that besides being handsome, you are also good at talking." Jabo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ethan with admiration.

"Can you tell me what happened to your hand?"

Ethan raised his hand to signal and asked.

Hood's eyes flickered, and when he was trying to find a suitable excuse, Jia Bo pursed his lips and couldn't help it, "What else could it be, that female cousin..."

"Jiabo, shut up."

Hood shouted in a low voice, and the atmosphere became colder.

Jiabo had no choice but to grit his teeth, cross his arms, and look in the direction of Carly angrily.

"I'm leaving first." Hood didn't bother to make any excuses, waved his hand, turned and left.

"You are a nice person. Let's have a drink together if we have a chance."

Seeing Jiabo also leaving, Ethan shouted loudly. Jiabo waved back and gave him an OK gesture.

Hood and the two got into a light yellow convertible classic car. Jabber patted the car to let Hood leave. At this time, Carly walked to the side with Tifa in her arms. When she saw Jabber, her steps suddenly stopped.

Jiabo looked at her with a mocking expression, and then waved his middle finger.

Hood pressed the accelerator without raising his head, and a stream of car exhaust sprayed out to Carly, who was stunned on the spot.

The next day, Ethan unexpectedly received a phone call.

Jenny Kendall called and invited him to dine at her house that evening.

Ethan couldn't resist after several attempts, so he had no choice but to agree.

After a busy day's work, he drove to Kendall's house in his Dodge Challenger, which would take several days to be repaired.

This is a villa with some history. The exterior walls are built with stones. There is also a small fountain installed in front of the house. From the scenery around the house, it can be seen that the economic conditions of the mayor of Banshee Town are very good.

Ethan honked the horn, the electric fence gate opened, and he drove to the fountain and stopped.

"Ethan, welcome to my home."

Dan Kendall stood at the door and smiled at Ethan, with eight teeth exposed, very standard.

"Thank you, you are so kind."

When Ethan approached, Kendall shook hands with Ethan and welcomed him into the house.

Jenny heard the noise and came out of the kitchen. She pushed her hanging hair behind her ears and greeted Ethan happily.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Ethan also smiled and handed the red wine in his hand to Jenny.

After a few polite greetings, Kendall took Ethan to the living room to sit down, and Jenny returned to the kitchen to continue her work.

"Come and try this cigar. My friend brought it to me. It's an authentic Cuban product."

Kendall took out a cigar from the humidor, handed one to Ethan, and then demonstrated it to him.

After going through a tedious process, Ethan took the cigar and wanted to crush it in the ashtray. This kind of thing that needs to be tasted slowly to be enjoyed is really not suitable for a country guy like him. Cigarettes are more enjoyable. .

After listening to Kendall talking about Banshee Town's policies for more than ten minutes, Ethan, who was restless, finally waited for Jenny's voice to announce that dinner was ready.

The sky outside has turned dark, and the huge crystal lamp illuminates the restaurant brightly. There are three beef ribs and a large plate of attractively colored Italian pasta placed on the marble dining table.

After Ethan sat down, Jenny put a small plate of macaroni in front of him.

Kendall also opened the red wine brought by Ethan. He raised the red wine glass and smiled at Ethan and said:

"Ethan, welcome again, thank you for helping Jenny."

"Thank you. I actually didn't do anything. This looks delicious. I'll start it first."

Ethan didn't want to continue with the red tape, so he took a sip of red wine, grabbed the fork, rolled up the macaroni and put it in his mouth.

After chewing it for a few times, Ethan's eyes lit up, Jenny's cooking was good, and it was unexpectedly delicious.

Over dinner, Kendall continued to talk, but the conversation shifted from policy to Proctor.

Ethan listened to Kendall gushing about Proctor's evidence, and smiled at Kendall from time to time, and never stopped eating in his hands.

Jenny peeked at Ethan from time to time, and the atmosphere was peaceful.