My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

After the two pickup trucks staggered away, Brock stuffed his gun into the holster.

He turned around and looked at Ethan with complex eyes.

In fact, along the way, Brock felt that it was a bit unrealistic, and he did not seriously regard Ethan as a superior or boss. After all, we were colleagues before, and the other party was his subordinate for a short time.

When he joined the company, he entered the Banshee Town Police Station under his leadership.

Watching him grow from rookie to veteran.

It was impossible to accept this identity naturally, and Brock mostly treated him as a former colleague.

But after experiencing the confrontation with Watts just now, some mentality began to change.

This level of thing is far beyond what I can do.

"Walter?"

Ethan didn't understand why this guy was looking at him like this, and spread his hands in confusion.

"nothing."

Brock shook his head slowly, stretched out his hand and said seriously: "Mr. Mayor, I think old Morgan will be very happy to see you like this. You did a good job just now."

Looking at this guy's hand, Ethan smiled and held it firmly.

This was the first time that Brock officially called himself this, and it felt really good and flattering.

Even without Carly's persuasion, the construction workers at the site took the initiative to get busy, without mentioning words like strikes, and even worked harder than before under the psychological guilt.

It is not easy to find a well-paying job at this time.

If not for being frightened by what happened before, who would be willing to give up the job at hand.

And risk offending people.

It is precisely for this reason that when Ethan saw the busy workers, he just pursed his lips and did not do anything to settle scores. They were all ordinary people and there was no need to take it out on them.

"I won't be able to go to your swearing-in ceremony for a while."

Carly waved her hand and strode forward: "The machine needs to be repaired, and the injured workers also need to follow up."

After saying a few words, she left in a hurry.

Although she is said to be a designer, she is actually responsible for coordinating the entire construction site.

Even friends should do their best, not to mention that Ethan has given such a big opportunity. Of course Carly has to find a way to get things done, and she can't mess around with her work.

The construction site returned to normal, and the ambulance took people away.

After Raven put the other kid into the police car and took him away, the other people gathered around him.

"Whoo~"

Siobhan pretended to wipe his forehead with a smile on his face: "You did a great job just now. Fortunately, Cruz arrived in time to stabilize the situation here."

"I just did what I had to do."

The tall policewoman with a bit of Latin flair waved her hand, indicating that it was not worth mentioning.

"Anyway, thank you."

After all, the other party was trying to solve his own trouble. Ethan handed Cruz his personal business card: "Be careful during this period. If someone from the Aryan Brotherhood gives you trouble, call me at any time!"

For her, this was a problem.

After injuring Watts' men, there's no telling what kind of revenge those people will take. Even if you're wearing a police uniform, you have to be careful.

I really didn't expect that just a few days after the other party expressed that he wanted to serve him, Cruz would show off his skills in front of him. Ethan quite appreciated this simplicity.

"Hmm~"

There was a slight cough from the side in protest.

"Hahaha." Ethan patted Brock on the shoulder, shook his head and smiled: "I must report it to your chief immediately. After all, he is the most powerful man in Banshee Town."

"Of course."

The sergeant raised his duty belt and proudly puffed out his belly.

This move caused a burst of laughter. Cruz, who always likes to keep a straight face, also broke into a smile and firmly grasped the business card handed over by Ethan in his hand.

Banshee Town Court.

A place that was usually extremely quiet now seemed extremely noisy.

Dozens of people were whispering in this small space, like a swarm of flies buzzing, but as the time approached, the voices quickly became quiet.

After a burst of applause, Gordon slowly walked out of the crowd with mixed emotions.

His last speech sounded.

It was very simple, without any bells and whistles. Gordon knew that he was not the protagonist today and there was no need to steal the limelight here. After briefly talking about the results of his work in the past few years, he held up the microphone with one hand:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Ethan Morgan!"

Having said that, Gordon retreated.

He put his complicated emotions together and clapped his hands together.

Under the leadership of the former mayor, dozens of people standing in the hearing room and surrounding areas suddenly burst into brisk applause. The momentum was much livelier than before, and everyone looked at the small wooden door that was ajar next to it.

The moment the applause started, the wooden door was opened.

With a smile on his face, Ethan waved and strode out from inside. At this time, the applause increased a few degrees.

The handsome suit made the women in the crowd admire him repeatedly.

With vigorous steps, he first shook hands with the judge standing at the legal table, then met Gordon and shook hands with the former mayor.

"Congratulations."

Gordon looked emotional.

I am not too old. In fact, my forties are the time when I am in the prime of my life.

But compared with the other person, he actually looked a bit old. The young man in front of him was full of strength and vitality, giving people a feeling of vitality.

"Thank you."

Ethan shook his hand and smiled: "Thank you very much for your contribution to Banshee Town. I think everyone will never forget it."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Gordon's hand and raised it.

The old and new mayors raised their arms together, immediately receiving warm applause. The part-time reporter of Banshee Town Daily also pressed the shutter at the right time, and the flash light kept lighting up.

The American people like to see this kind of drama the most, and everyone enjoys it.

No matter how the fight went before, we just need to be in harmony now.

The older townspeople nodded with satisfaction, and Gordon did not resist this move. After all, the other party was making himself look decent, which would also be very beneficial to future business.

After Gordon left the stage, Ethan held on to the one-meter-high podium with emotion.

Finally this day has come.

I still feel a little dreamy in my heart. There is a thick Bible placed on the 40-50 cm wide and mottled podium. I will use this thing to swear oaths in a while.

He raised his head and looked in front of him.

There were many familiar figures in the dark crowd. Several people from the Banshee Town Police Department were scattered in the corner, watching the ceremony and maintaining order. Siobhan blinked at him.

Jenny was wearing a black Chanel suit and was giving a thumbs up.

Behind the crowd stood several Amish men in traditional costumes, including Rebecca's father and grandfather, who took off their hats to show respect.

In the other direction, Nora also came wearing traditional Indian clothes.

The female chief had a cold face, but her eyes were full of smiles, and there were several aboriginals following behind her.

Candy hugged his bucket hat to his chest with a simple and honest face.

Moving his eyes again, the little guy Alice was waving her arms excitedly. Not far away from her, two sisters, Rivera and Dahlia, were standing together. They also came to express their support.

Dalia also took photos with her camera, looking quite excited.

The sun shone in from the window above the courtroom and warmed his body. The smile on Ethan's face became even wider. He looked at the beautiful women below and enjoyed this moment of his own. (End of chapter)