My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 44 043+1 Black Spider

After dinner, Ethan drove home

Turning on the TV and watching it for a while, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing that it was still early, he decided to go out and find something to do.

Putting on casual clothes, he came to the long-lost Savoy Gentlemen's Club. After buying the tickets, Ethan walked straight to the side of the stage.

He found a place to sit down at random, and the performance soon began.

Ethan's eyes widened as he watched the astonishingly difficult moves in front of him.

Unexpectedly, a steel pipe could produce flowers. With the hard work of the strippers, the stack of small bills he exchanged in advance flew out after a short time.

After finishing his addiction, Ethan was about to leave the club when a tall, broad-minded blonde walked by.

Ethan only glanced at it, and his memory immediately came to life.

This physical feature is so recognizable that she even took a puff of smoke when she came here last time.

The blond noticed Ethan's gaze, smiled and grabbed his hand to take him away.

Ethan hurriedly wanted to refuse, but for some reason, his body stepped forward and followed.

"Well, it seems that I am a natural gentleman and will not reject women."

Ethan sighed and came to a hidden corner with her. The enthusiastic lap dance of the blonde made him very knowledgeable. Who said Lao Mei couldn't play.

It's a pity that they can't move their hands, so they can only sit obediently. They are also afraid of being phished and enforced. If they are not regular customers, they will only have normal services.

Ethan stood up regretfully, opened the half-covered curtain and walked outside.

Just a few steps away, his footsteps stopped.

Brock was smoking a cigar with a face full of enjoyment, sitting in a corner with a wine glass in his hand, and a red-haired girl was dancing slowly on his body.

Look at the posture, old customers!

The two looked at each other, and Ethan gave Brock a thumbs up. This little waist twisted, and it looked more energetic than his own.

Brock angrily grabbed a handful of nuts from the small plate next to him and threw them at him.

Seeing this, the redhead quickly stood up and walked over.

When she closed the curtain, she gave Ethan a wink.

Ethan laughed, and left Savoy Gentlemen's Club amid Brock's curses.

Having been teased just now, Ethan got in the car and drove towards Miles Restaurant. He didn't know if Dalia was at work. As friends, Ethan felt that he still didn't care enough.

Parked the car outside the restaurant, and through the huge glass window, one could see Dalia sitting at the bar counter of the restaurant. It was very late now, and only one or two people were dining in the restaurant.

Dahlia is enjoying a rare quiet time. She supports her head with one hand, flipping through the magazines spread on the bar, with a smile on her face from time to time, and the atmosphere in the store is extraordinarily quiet.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ethan's restless mood also calmed down.

He smiled and pushed open the glass door of the dining room and walked in. Dalia stood up when she heard the movement, saw that it was Ethan, and greeted him happily.

"Why did you come here?"

"I can't sleep at night, come out and look around, what magazine are you reading?"

Ethan sat down on the chair opposite Dalia, and took a bottle of beer from her.

The two of them were lying on the bar counter discussing the gossip news in the magazine, laughing from time to time.

While the two were discussing gossip intensely, someone pushed the door open.

Dalia quickly stood up from the stool and walked over to greet the guests. Ethan ignored her and continued to read gossip magazines to eat melons.

"Need some cake? I made these myself."

"Strawberry, walnut, and the last one is rich chocolate." Dalia introduced the cakes on the bar covered by glass to the guests one by one.

"Give me a piece of chocolate."

A deep voice sounded, and that strong accent reminded Ethan of the Ukrainian girl just now.

Dahlia smiled and opened the glass cover, cut a piece of chocolate cake and put it on a plate.

"I can see that you are not a local, are you?"

After he sat down, Dahlia pushed the plate with the cake in front of the guests, "After all, everyone in the town has eaten at my place, and I haven't seen you before."

The man in the suit in front of him smiled, but didn't speak.

"Judging by your accent, I don't know where you come from?" Dahlia was still curious.

The man in the suit didn't answer Dalia's question. He fiddled with the cake in front of him with a stainless steel fork, and instead of eating it, he put his hand back into his arms.

When he pulled his hand out, there was a Franklin in his finger.

"This is the meal fee, and the rest should be tipped."

"I want to ask you something, if you don't mind." The man in the suit pressed Franklin on the bar with a strong accent, and pushed him in front of Dahlia.

"Of course I don't mind, what do you want to ask?"

Dahlia's eyes lit up, and she quickly put away the money.

The man in the suit nodded in satisfaction, and tapped his fingers on the countertop.

"For example, you can tell me about the situation of the Banshee Town Police Station and their sheriff."

Ethan stopped his hand that was turning the pages, and looked sideways, his eyes became sharper.

The man sitting in front of Dalia had a cropped head and a burly figure. The suit seemed to be stretched open on him. On his neck, he had a hideous black spider tattoo.

The man in the suit noticed Ethan's movement, and he also turned sideways to look at Ethan.

The money came so easily, Dahlia laughed happily
"Here, this is Ethan. He works at the Banshee Town Police Station. If you have anything you want to know, just ask him."

"I'll make you a milkshake, it's a gift from our store."

Dalia was afraid that Ethan would split up with him, so she snickered and ran into the back operation room.

What she didn't notice was that both Ethan and the man in the suit were sitting still without blinking their eyelids. After she left, there was only the sound of the overhead fan turning.

The last customer in the restaurant finished his meal, opened the glass door and walked out.

The glass door recovered naturally and closed with a bang.

With his hand on the stage and the gun in his clothes, he didn't have time to touch the gun. The moment the sound sounded, Ethan jumped up like a tiger.

The man in the suit also grabbed the fork and rushed over, and the two scuffled together in an instant.

The fists and feet are flying, the man in the suit moves fiercely, the fork in his hand is like a poisonous snake, stabbing from time to time with the sound of piercing the air

Ethan avoided the fork that was going straight to his throat in a thrilling manner, and lunged forward sideways.

Then the knee popped up.But it was firmly blocked by a pair of thick hands.

The man in the suit broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't expect the town policeman to be so vicious. Although he protected the people below, he was thrown into disorder by Ethan's momentum and took a few steps back.

Ethan didn't stop, and his elbow slammed into the rib of the man in the suit like a knife.

The man in the suit hurriedly blocked it with his hand, his arm was numb when he was gouged, and the fork he was holding loosed and fell off. Ethan reached out to catch the fork with quick eyesight and quick hands.

With a flash of cold light, the fork pierced the suit and penetrated into the flesh.

He quickly backed out again, bringing out a wisp of blood.

　On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I wish book lovers a happy new year and Gong Xi Fa Cai~
　　I went to drink earth cannon, see you tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)