My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 253

Jabo put down his glass after taking a sip of wine, and looked at Ethan:

"Mommy Falke, next time you keep me entertained like this, I'll ask some strippers to dance outside your house for a day."

Ethan grinned and bumped fists with him: "As long as they are not afraid of death, I don't care."

"Is there another bitch?"

Jaber looked left and right, but he didn't find Carly.

"She is still on duty in the restaurant, and now I need you to take the first step." Hood knocked on the table.

"Let's talk?" Jaber asked enthusiastically, "How many millions of dollars?"

Hood said with a smile: "Just today, Ethan and I saw with our own eyes a pile of cash piled up in front of us."

"I'm curious, why didn't you two motherfuckers grab it right away."

Jaber's eyes lit up when he was stimulated by what Hood said, he raised his glass and drank it: "Tell me, what is our goal?"

Candy continued to pour the wine, and also had a glass for himself. He raised the glass:
"Gentlemen, a toast to the Genoa base."

"A toast to the Genoa base." Everyone toasted and drank up the wine.

After Jabo hiccupped, he came to his senses: "Waterfa, military base?"

"That's right, the Marine Corps training base."

This time it was Ethan's turn to look at Jabo with a smile, his jaw-dropping expression seemed to fit an egg into his mouth.

After Jiabo slowed down for a while, he swallowed with difficulty:
"Okay, for the sake of millions of dollars, is there anything else I need to know?"

Hood shrugged: "There are still mercenaries?"

"Waterfa?"

This time it was Candy and Jaber who said in unison.

"Why are there still mercenaries?" Jabo said excitedly, "Are you out of your mind? What kind of mercenaries are you?"

"The top one." Hood took a sip of wine:

"If I had to guess, ex-Navy SEALs or something."

"Captain Murphy?" Ethan looked at Hood.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be." Hood nodded: "I have fought against those people before."

When Jaber heard the name of the former Navy SEAL, he immediately lost his composure: "You really are a fucking Fuck, why do you always let me die with you?"

Hood smiled: "There's a lot of money in there."

Jia Bo gritted his teeth: "There are heavily armed soldiers on the opposite side, and they are from the special forces."

Hood raised his eyebrows: "There's a lot of money in there."

"Shet."

Jia Bo was momentarily at a loss for words, picked up his wine glass, and drank silently, with a complicated expression on his face.

Now everyone is waiting for him to make a decision. After all, without him, it would be impossible to get close.

After Jia Bo finished drinking, he said in a thirsty voice:

"Fakyu, tell me about the money again."

A smile appeared on the corner of Hood's mouth: "It's a big vault, and there are layers of cash on the ground that are more than one meter high."

"It's not just on the ground." Ethan took the words: "There are three shelves in the back, which are also full of money."

Not only Jaber, but also Candy's eyes sparkled.

"Mother Falk."

Jia Bo slapped the table heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a day to investigate the situation and study it."

After speaking, he carried his satchel and walked out of the bar.

Candy stood up: "Hey handsome guy, haven't you paid for the drink yet?"

He responded with a raised middle finger.

Candy rubbed her palms excitedly: "Military base, you guys are too crazy, but I like it."

With a few million cash, as long as this vote is made, he can retire on the spot. This period of time is finally not in vain.

"Don't be happy, it's not that easy."

Ethan put down the empty wine bottle, reached into his pocket, and took out a small wad of cash.

"It's okay. If you have a direction to work hard, you may succeed. This risk is worth taking." Candy tried to comfort himself. After seeing Ethan take out the money, he waved his hand quickly:

"No, it's mine tonight, and mine tomorrow night."

Ethan shook his head with a smile, and slapped the money on the table: "It's all mine tonight."

"Relax, Candy, you're an important part of us too."

He understood Candy's mood very well at the moment, and felt that he hadn't played any role and could only try his best to please her, but this was not what he wanted to see.

"Ethan is right, you are also a very important person in our team."

Hood stood up and patted Candy's arm vigorously.

Candy grabbed the towel tightly, pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, her nose felt sour.

Since they could only wait for Jaber to search for information, they left the bar first and waited to get together the next day.

When he drove his motorcycle back to his residence, his Dodge Challenger had already parked in front of the porch, and the lights were on inside.

Noticing the movement from outside, Nora opened the door and walked out.

She was wearing just tights and a small vest, and held a bottle of wine in one hand and a gun in the other.

Nora stepped barefoot on the wooden boards of the porch, her slender legs were smooth and delicate.

"There is surveillance in my house, haven't you noticed?"

Ethan walked out onto the porch, dangling the key, and flung himself into the rocking chair.

"I still think the gun in my hand is more reliable." Nora came over, lay directly in his arms, stretched out her feet, and the reclining chair shook.

"So George is dead?"

"All I can say is he's missing."

Just thirsty, Ethan took the beer bottle in her hand, feeling cold to the touch.

"I just hate that I can't do it myself, I have to deal with those old men, but now that George has disappeared, my position has been stabilized."

Nora adjusted her posture: "After becoming the chief, taking over the casino is a incidental thing."

She said again in a cold tone: "Next is Proctor."

Ethan smiled, brushed her hair back, put the wine bottle in front of her, the mouth of the bottle was tipped over, and the beer dripped drop by drop onto Nora's collarbone socket.

Goosebumps arose from the cold liquor, which was soon dripping with a small puddle of beer.

Ethan leaned over and drank the wine in one gulp, causing Nora to chuckle.

Soon, the recliner began to shake violently.

The next morning, several police cars came to the police station at the same time.

Ethan greeted them refreshedly, and walked to the gate of the police station.

Alma hadn't arrived at the police station yet, the glass door was locked tightly, and a man with a Mohican back was sitting on the steps.

Seeing them appear, Mohigan quickly stood up, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Fakyu."

As soon as Emmet saw the man, he reached out to touch the baton on the duty belt.

"Calm down, Emmett."

Siobhan quickly blocked him, and looked at the man: "What are you doing?"

Mohawk was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes with a small back, trousers on his lower body, and a long-sleeved blue shirt on his upper body. He was [-]% to [-]% as handsome as Ethan.

What makes Emmet so angry is because of the swastika tattoos on the corners of his eyes and neck, under the tightly covered shirt, not to mention more.

This is undoubtedly a stimulus for Emmett.

Hood stepped forward and looked at him: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Sheriff."

Mohigan turned his head back and said seriously: "My name is Curt Bunker, and I'm here to apply for the position of police officer."

Emmett looked annoyed, gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard is here to tease us."

(End of this chapter)