My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 104

Under the gaze of the two of them, Ethan took out his mobile phone.

Before he dialed the number, he stopped and looked at Mary.

"Joe has been through it all, and he will be mentally prepared for what he will face next."

"But I'm not sure if you should be involved, after all, you're just a doctor."

Ethan reached out his hand to stop Mary's urge to speak, and continued to her:
"The person who kidnapped Joe may have extraordinary power. The person or organization that can imprison him for 20 years and create the illusion that he killed his wife either has great financial resources or is a highly organized gang."

"If we want to track down these people, we may face great danger in the future.

After speaking, Ethan looked at Mary with his mobile phone.

The room became quiet, only the breathing of a few people remained.

Mary sucked on the cigarette, then threw down the cigarette butt, and stomped it out. "Fuck, it's fine if you don't let me know. Now I have to do my part."

Joe said gratefully to Mary, "Thank you."

"Okay, then I hope you don't have any comments on what I'm going to do next. It's for Joe, okay?"

Under the curious eyes of the two of them, Ethan dialed the phone.

After a while, the phone was connected.

"Mommy Falk, that bastard is waking me up early in the morning."

Ethan took one look at them, turned and walked out of the room "Hey man, I'm Ethan, I need help."

Jia Bo suppressed his furious waking up, "Speak, I'll listen."

"I need a clean car and a bunch of guys."

"Fake, what kind of trouble are you causing? Didn't you go to see a doctor?"

Jaber said helplessly, "I found that you, like Hood, have a lot of trouble getting there."

"Don't talk so much, I need it urgently, I know you must be prepared."

Jabo can rent more than a dozen houses in a city, and live in exchange. He said that he has no backup, but Ethan couldn't believe it.

"Go to this place now, there is what you want there." After Jaber told him the address, he hung up the phone.

Back in the room, Mary looked at him and stammered:

"What are you doing?"

It was another clean car and another group of guys, which made her feel a little scared.

Ethan said with a smile: "Joe is now bare-handed, you are holding anti-wolf spray, what should you do if you find the person who kidnapped Joe, can you reason with them?"

The words left Mary speechless, and Joe stood up neatly, and put the cloth bag in his hand on the shelf.

"Ethan is right, please excuse me."

Ten minutes later, Ethan drove to a parking lot with a wide view, and drove in according to the location provided by Jaber.

After a while, he saw the goth man leaning against the back of a Corolla, wagging his head and chewing gum.

Ethan lightly honked the horn, drove the car forward for more than ten meters, and found a place to stop.

He drew the Python revolver from the underarm holster, pretended to put it in the storage compartment of the car door, and stuffed it into the space.

After turning off the engine, I saw Mary sitting in the co-pilot and Joe behind me still sitting still.

"Here we are." Ethan got out of the car first and walked back.

Mary and Joe didn't know why, so they got out of the car and followed.

The gothic man walked towards him, they both flicked their wrists at the same time, and the two car keys flew alternately in the air.

Ethan clasped his hands, caught the flying car keys, nodded to the goth man, and walked forward.

Mary sees the goth get into Ethan's Dodge Challenger and then walk away from the scene.

She ran a few steps in a daze and walked to Ethan's side.

Seeing her hesitate to speak, Ethan smiled.

"This is a friend of mine."

After coming to the back of Corolla and confirming that there was no one around, Ethan pressed the electronic key, and the trunk popped open.

Inside the trunk, a silver suitcase appeared in front of everyone.

He glanced at Mary, then unbuttoned the suitcase and lifted the lid.

Inside the silver suitcase, there are four Colt M1911s, 4 spare magazines, several boxes of .45 pistol bullets and several translucent soft rubber masks.

Looking at the contents inside, Mary gasped, then asked Ethan excitedly:
"Are you a vigilante? The kind that specializes in fighting crime."

Ethan shrugged his shoulders, let's get himself a little bit of everything.

I took the pistol out of the suitcase and inspected it. The guns were in good condition, and the magazine and the spare magazine in the pistol were full of bullets.

He nodded in satisfaction, Jaber is reliable in doing things.

Ethan handed the gun back to the side, and Joe grabbed the handle unceremoniously.

Ethan looked at Mary again, she hesitated, took the initiative to pick up a gun, pulled off the loose gray blouse, and stuffed it into the waist with delicate skin.

"Can you use it?" Ethan confirmed to her.

Mary took out the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, "When I'm free, I'll go to the gun shop to play."

"That's good, and I hope I don't have the chance to use them."

Ethan picked up the remaining two M1911s with both hands, inserted one into the holster under his ribs, and put the other on his lower back.

After separating the spare magazines and the soft rubber mask, Ethan closed the trunk with a bang, and asked Joe:
"Where are we going next?"

"Bernard Shaggy, my former boss." Joe said in a low voice holding the list: "I screwed up his big client, he has a motive."

Not long after, Ethan drove to a service center for the elderly.

Looking at the old man walking by tremblingly on crutches, Mary shook her head, "How about we go to the next target."

Joe gritted his teeth and pushed the door to get out of the car, "No, I have to witness it with my own eyes."

Ethan said to Mary: "Follow him, the three of them have too big goals, if you find anything, don't be impulsive, come out and find me first."

After watching the two of them approach the elderly service center, Ethan waited patiently in the car.

After coming here for a while, the two of them hurried out, and Mary, who was following Joe, shook her head at Ethan.

"The next goal." Ethan didn't care, things wouldn't go so smoothly.

After that, the black Corolla kept wandering around in New York City. As the names on the list were crossed out one by one, Joe's vision became more and more dim, and Mary became listless.

On my way to my next destination, I drove past Chinatown.

Joe looked at the Chinese restaurant on the street, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he patted Ethan on the shoulder quickly.

"Stop, I have a new idea."

After Ethan found a place to pull over, he and Mary Qiqi turned to look at Joe who was sitting in the back row.

After scratching his forehead with both hands, Joe said with a depressed face:

"When I was imprisoned, I often ate a kind of food, day after day, year after year, and never stopped. I will never forget that taste for the rest of my life."

"What food?" Ethan asked curiously.

Joe gritted his teeth and said:

"dumpling."

(End of this chapter)