My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

The phone beeped several times and was quickly answered.

There was a heavy snoring sound on the other side, which sounded very oppressive.

Ethan didn't say anything. After pressing the sound button, he started smoking a cigarette, puffs of smoke spraying onto the phone.

"I didn't expect you had the courage to call me."

A few seconds later, a voice with a strong Eastern European accent sounded: "I thought you had already found a way to escape from New York, but it doesn't matter, I will definitely find everyone you know before that."

"The video I just sent you is not the end, it is just the beginning."

"You will pay the price for what you do."

Listening to these threatening words, Ethan took a sip of whiskey and asked silently:

"Julian?"

"That's right." The other person on the phone looked a little surprised and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not an ordinary person. You found my name so quickly."

"But it's no use."

"No matter who you are or where you escape to, I will definitely kill you!!!"

His tone suddenly became extremely angry, and Julian roared: "That's my biological brother, and you two bastards actually destroyed him. Who gave you the courage, ha?"

"where are you?"

Ethan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and directly interrupted the roar on the other side: "You hung those people up because you probably wanted to see me appear. No problem, I will grant your wish."

"Of course, I also have a small wish."

"Before I arrive, I hope they are all alive, otherwise you will use the bodies of those people to vent your anger, and I have no objection to that."

"Hahaha."

There was a burst of wild laughter on the phone.

After a few seconds, the laughter stopped: "Very good, you still have eggs. I promise you, the four of them will definitely die after you. I will wait for you here!"

"If you don't show up."

"I will find everyone involved with you, and those people will have to bear the consequences."

After giving an address, the phone beeped and hung up.

Weighing the phone, Ethan put it into his pocket with a sneer, picked up half a glass of whiskey on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Mayor Morgan."

Harold stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "Now that you know what happened, and you know where the kidnapped people are, maybe what you should do now is call the police!"

Faced with dissuasion, Ethan slowly stood up.

"By the time the NYPD is deployed, those people will already be dead."

Narrowing his eyes, he put away his smile and said unceremoniously: "You have your own way of saving people, and I have my own set of procedures for doing things. How about we don't interfere with each other?"

At this moment, Ethan's cell phone rang again, this time it was a call from Phillips.

"Listen, I've got information on that guy."

The special agent looked at the information he had just obtained, raised his eyebrows and said: "This guy named Julian is a typical antisocial element. Not only does he control a gang, he is also the caretaker of Obshak."

"Obshak?"

Ethan was a little confused, what was this?

"That's the code name for a plan. You can understand it as the 401K plan of all Eastern European gang leaders in New York City." Phillips continued to explain, "Urian is responsible for taking care of these huge amounts of money."

"So no matter what you do, I can only tell you that the other party is extremely dangerous."

"At the very least, there will definitely be no shortage of people with guns!"

401K is a pension insurance system in the United States. After Phillips explained it, Ethan also knew what it was about. How can a person wander around the world without getting stabbed?

No one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

Therefore, the leaders of various Eastern European gangs in New York established a plan called Obshak so that if something unexpected happens to them, they can still leave a sum of money for their families.

It will not be cleared by the enemy.

As for Julian, he is the latest caretaker of this Obshak project.

With such a large sum of money in his hands, what he naturally lacks most is armed forces and desperadoes.

"I won't ask where you are!"

After Phillips explained some of Julian's situation clearly, he scratched his bald head and said, "I decided to turn off my phone and go to sleep tonight. The call I just had with you didn't happen."

No one who is inquired about by this guy will end up well.

Given his status as a law enforcement officer, Phillips could only pretend that he knew nothing.

"Thank you, I owe you one."

Ethan smiled slightly and hung up the phone.

The address given by the other party was consistent with the one he had just received. If Julian hadn't taken the initiative to contact Jia Bo, this information would definitely have been of great help to him, but it also updated some of the Eastern European leader's situation.

It is a matter of personal preference to prepare yourself mentally.

"Jesus."

Seeing him put his phone away, Harold was anxious and tried to dissuade him: "It turns out that Julian is very difficult to deal with. I sincerely suggest that you think about what you want to do."

“Let’s be honest, you’re only one person and God is not on your side.”

"Shu~"

The cigarette butt hit the ashtray hard, and the scarlet color was instantly wiped out.

"You're right." Ethan let go of his hand holding the cigarette butt, stared at Harold and grinned: "God will bless the person standing opposite me, but the effect can only be decided by me! "

This arrogant smile made the man with glasses sit down on the sofa in fright.

The warning is very obvious.

Don't call the police, and don't sabotage what he wants to do, otherwise you will be standing against him. Even God's blessing will not help!

"guys."

Ethan nodded to the other two people again: "Nice to meet you, I hope there will be a chance to meet again!"

"and many more."

Reese finally made up his mind and took out a key from his pocket: "Mayor Morgan, don't you want to use a pistol to save people? I just have something here that you might be able to use."

"Gudu."

Xiao drank up the whiskey in one gulp and dropped the glass on the table with a clang: "Wait for a while while I change my clothes."

"Ms. Xiao?"

Harold's eyes widened and he looked at him in surprise.

"Everything we are doing here is to save people, isn't it?" Xiao spread his hands and said in confusion: "In that place, there are four people waiting for us to rescue!"

"By the way, I'm not here to help you."

The mixed-race girl glanced at Ethan again and said in a calm tone: "I just want to give that daughter-in-law a chance to see her child again."

Pouting her lips, she quickly pulled up her ponytail and walked out of the room quickly. (End of chapter)