My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"You and Jia Bo have a drink, we have to go to work in the afternoon."

Ethan took the black plastic bag handed over by Jabber, put his own share of money into the bag, and then tied a knot quickly.

"Okay, you can come over again tonight. Your consumption today will be counted as in the store." Candy stroked the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile.

"Are you sure?"

Jabo showed a smirk and looked at Ethan.

Last time the three of them stole a body and went to the Savoyard Gentlemen's Club for two hours to have fun. When they returned to Ethan's house, this guy drank two bottles of whiskey by himself and his face turned red. His memory was fresh.

"Of course he is sure that Candy is a good and hospitable bartender."

Hood also cheered up and started cheering along with Jiabo.

Last time these three bastards went to the strip club and had a great time, causing his wallet to bleed, and now of course they want revenge.

"I am sure."

Candy looked at Ethan who was smiling at him and closed his eyes in distress.

"Okay, it's just a joke. Everyone, pay attention. Please give me some time to relax during this period. Don't let me see you driving a sports car in two days. We can't take risks."

Jia Bo put away his smile and said seriously.

"Don't worry, there are no idiots here." Candy nodded.

At this time, Jabber looked at the last pile of money left on the pool table and asked, "When will Carly come over?"

Hood shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"But she's coming. Today she has to say goodbye to her family. Tomorrow I will send her to the Mercer County State Women's Prison. You can help her hide the money. You can give it to her when she comes out."

Jiabo nodded and put the remaining money back into the bag.

When he was about to leave the bar, Ethan suddenly remembered something and stopped.

He let Hood go first and then returned to Jabber.

Jiabo had just sat down and turned on the computer when he saw Ethan coming over and looked at him curiously.

"Is there anything else?"

Ethan pulled up the chair and sat down, and said to Jabber:

"I see that your computer skills are so good. I have some questions and I want to talk to you. See if you can help?"

Jabo closed the laptop and said, "It depends. I don't know what you want to ask?"

"I want to improve the security facilities. For example, upgrade the guardrail around my house and install a surveillance system outside the house. Can you help?"

"To upgrade the guardrail, you can just find a construction team in the town. As for the monitoring system."

After Jia Bo pondered for a while, he said, "I need to go to your house to take another look. When are you free?"

"Now." Ethan said decisively.

Jabber had no choice but to nod, pack his things, say hello to Candy, and leave Davis Bar with Ethan.

They soon arrived at Ethan's residence. Jabo walked around the house, thought for a while and then said:

"I need to get back to New York and find you something good."

"To put it simply, a monitoring system will be installed on you and then connected to your mobile phone. As long as the monitoring mode is turned on, as long as someone appears in the monitoring range, an alarm will appear on your mobile phone and you can view Live footage.”

Ethan's eyes lit up, this was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve. He quickly said to Jia Bo:

"Yes, that's it. I don't understand any of this. Just ask about the cost."

Jiabo said nonchalantly: "The equipment doesn't cost much. Fifty thousand is enough. It's mainly technical, but don't worry, I can handle it."

Ethan immediately opened the black plastic bag in his hand, counted out 60,000, and handed it to Jiabo.

"Thank you, I'll trouble you to make a trip."

"Fayo."

Jia Bo threw back the extra ten thousand and said, "Will I earn this money from you? If you hadn't given me a hand in the deposit car, I would have been a mess."

"Okay, then go to Savoy when you have time. It's mine."

Ethan stopped being pretentious and put the money back into the bag.

"That's easy to say. If I have the chance, I'll take you to New York for a visit. That's my home court."

Jiabo hid the money in the car, waved his hand, and his yellow convertible spewed a puff of smoke and left quickly.

Ethan shook his head, this guy always does things so simply.

He threw the remaining money back into the space, and after finishing the surveillance system, he thought that the guardrail needed to be upgraded, so he got into the police car and drove towards the town.

With Siobhan's introduction, Ethan found another construction company.

After a discussion, the construction company will heighten the guardrail according to its own requirements. In order to improve safety, a remote-controlled electric wrought iron gate will be installed not far from the private road entering the house.

Although the friendly price is much cheaper, the high labor cost still makes Ethan stunned.

However, after some arrangement and arrangement, I can live more peacefully.

At Ethan's urging, the renovation project was quickly completed a few days later.

At the same time, Jiabo also came back from New York and installed a surveillance system on him.

After settling his mind, Ethan returned to work, Carly was imprisoned as scheduled, and Hood finally returned to normal after being lost for a few days.

On this day, Ethan and Brock patrolled next to Proctor's slaughterhouse.

Proctor and Boden were standing at the entrance of the slaughterhouse receiving cattle, and moans came from outside the car window from time to time.

Seeing the police car appear, Proctor nodded to them with interest. Then he looked at him, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and answered the call.

Ethan sat in the passenger seat and waved casually in response.

Brock held the steering wheel, turned his head and said to Ethan:

"Proctor's business is getting bigger and bigger. Look at these cars of cattle. How much do they cost?"

Looking at several transport trucks parked outside the slaughterhouse, Ethan responded casually:

"Why does he care so much? How are you and Emily doing?"

This is the advantage when two people are patrolling. There is someone to chat with, and they talk about trivial matters.

So generally speaking, the relationship between colleagues in special professions like them will be deeper. After all, they get along day and night and understand each other very well.

Emily is Brock's ex-wife. Because Brock was busy with work for a long time, Emily, who was unwilling to be lonely, chose to have an affair.

The two divorced because of this, but it was learned from Brock that Emily seemed to want to remarry.

"I'm not that stupid. It's nice to be alone now. No one will nag at me all day long."

Brock said harshly, then stepped on the accelerator.

Looking at the donuts placed in the middle storage compartment and Brock's belly, Ethan shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the car body vibrated violently. Brock was so frightened that his arms shook, and the car swayed randomly.

He hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the police car came to a swaying stop.

The frightened two people were about to get out of the car to check what was going on. It was like rain outside, with a crackling sound, and blood dripping on the car like raindrops, instantly staining the glass red.

There was another bang, and the windshield was shattered. They reflexively raised their arms to block the flying glass shards.

When the movement disappeared, Ethan lowered his arm.

At this time, a huge bloody bull head was embedded in the windshield in front of them.