My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 109
After taking a sip of beer, Joe put down the bottle and said to them seriously:
"Thank you very much for your help. Although I didn't find that person today, I got some clues and destroyed the place where I was imprisoned. I was relieved."

"You don't need to talk about this, those people should be damned." Mary was quite like a heroine, blowing the beer in the bottle in one go.

Chucky turned on a small radio in his hand, with headphones connected to it, and he was constantly tuning the channel.

"what are you doing?"

Mary lit a cigarette and asked Chucky, she was more addicted to cigarettes than herself, and Ethan unceremoniously took the cigarette from her mouth and put it in his mouth.

She glared at Ethan, then skillfully lit up the lighter.

"I'm listening to the news broadcast in the city today. According to what you did today, it should cause overwhelming news reports.

Chuck took off his earphones and said solemnly: "Every channel is calm now, and there is no report about today's incident."

"It seems that the people behind the private prison suppressed what happened. Don't doubt the energy of those people."

Ethan exhaled a puff of smoke and continued: "We were lucky today. They haven't had any problems for a long time, and the defense has relaxed."

"Then you shouldn't be traced, right?" Chucky looked at them worriedly.

After taking a look at Mary, Ethan said calmly, "We have destroyed the surveillance video. There are not many guards alive, and all the imprisoned people have been released. It's not a big problem."

Hearing what Ethan said, Chucky couldn't help shivering.

The person in front of him looked gentle and gentle, but he didn't expect that what he did could be described as cruel and ruthless, and he didn't care about it when he said it.

On the contrary, Mary lifted the lid of the beer with a face full of indifference, "This is New York, which is half heaven and half hell. I can conclude from my growing up that some people should go to hell."

Joe looked out of the window. Night had fallen, and he got up and said:

"That's it for today, everyone is tired, let's continue tomorrow."

After speaking, he looked at Ethan. Ethan's performance today surprised him. He didn't look like a small town policeman at all. If it wasn't for him, he would have gone in and escaped by himself.

After Ethan nodded, Joe walked up to the second floor with tired steps.

Chucky also returned to the bar, continuing his work.

There are only two people left at the small round table, Ethan and Mary. Ethan made a fortune today and is in a good mood. After taking a sip of wine, he said to Mary with a smile:
"I wonder if I have the honor to have dinner with you?"

Mary stretched lazily, "I like to eat Italian food."

Ethan's looks are not bad, after knowing about Joe, he did not hesitate to stand up for Joe.

Through Joe's narration, she knew what happened in the factory. For such a handsome, upright, and powerful man, Mary had long liked him, and she also wanted to discuss with him.

Under Mary's leadership, Ethan went to an Italian restaurant for dinner. Ethan insisted on sending Mary home because he was worried.

Mary pretended to evade, and then readily agreed to Ethan's request.

After driving to a small community on the outskirts of the city, Ethan looked at a small house on the lawn after parking the car.

The location here is remote, and the nearest neighbors are tens of meters away.

"Would you like to come in for a drink?"

During the meal, Mary drank some wine and was feeling a little drunk at this time.

She stroked her arm, put her hands on her chest, and looked at Ethan.

Although Mary was wearing a large gray T-shirt today, Ethan, with sharp eyes, had already seen that there was a universe inside her. With her arms around her, the universe seemed even bigger.

Without any hesitation, Ethan raised his eyebrows at Mary and said:
"One cup is not enough, my needs are quite big."

"Is that right?"

Mary raised her glasses, bit her lip and said, "Then we have to have a discussion about drinking.

When it came to the word capacity for alcohol, Mary emphasized her tone, then opened the door and got out of the car.

Ethan hurriedly followed, put his arms around Mary Fengyun's waist, and picked her up. Amidst Mary's chuckle, the two entered the room.

An hour later, Ethan lay on his stomach in the bathtub, feeling the softness behind him with a face of enjoyment.

Sweat rolled down Mary's cheeks, and she slapped Ethan hard.

"It's my turn."

Half an hour later, Ethan asked Mary vigilantly:

"Didn't you just say that you live here?"

Mary said: "That's right, my mother's mental condition is not very good, and she is now in a care center for the elderly."

Ethan let go of Mary's long orange-red hair, "Then have you dated any friends?"

Mary looked at him inexplicably, and quickly shook her head, "What happened?"

Ethan watched the car lights coming through the blinds next to him, and stepped out of the bathtub.

He came to the shutter, put his fingers in and swiped down.

Through the car window, a car could be seen stopping in front of Mary's house. Three men in black opened the door and got out of the car. After looking around, they walked towards Mary's house.

"We have guests."

Feeling the oppression of Mary behind him, Ethan said to her without looking back.

"What are we going to do now, call the police?" Mary said in horror.

"No, we can't explain many things like that."

Ethan turned around, walked to the washroom, and threw away his clothes, throwing all his belongings on it today.

He picked up a handful of M1911 and handed it back to Mary.

"You stay inside, as long as you don't hear my shout, and someone opens the door, you shoot directly."

Mary put the baggy T-shirt on and hurriedly took the gun.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Ethan smiled at her, then put on the soft rubber mask, picked up the other two pistols, and walked out of the bathroom naked.

No matter who interrupts your good deeds, then stay here.

Ethan suppressed his anger and walked quickly against the wall, his bare feet stepping on the carpet silently.

Walking down the stairs, he poked his head out quickly and found that the door lock was shaking slightly.

He saw a utility room with the door ajar on the opposite side of the stairs, and dodged in a flash.

Soon, the door lock was unlocked and footsteps sounded.

"No one," said one in a low voice.

Another low voice said, "There's a car parked outside, upstairs."

The first person said obscenely: "It seems to be taking a bath, can we have a good time later."

"Pa" sounded a crisp slap on the face, and a third voice came, "We are working, can you be more professional."

Then came the aggrieved voice of the first person, "It's just a woman, what are the three of us afraid of?"

After a pause, the third person said helplessly:
"Wait a minute and I'll come first."

(End of this chapter)