My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 6 The New Sheriff

After dealing with the scene, the two returned to the police station with the suspect.

When entering the police station, the suspect was still struggling: "I didn't do anything, let go of your stinky hands."

"Yes, you are a model citizen, do you want to give you an award?"

Ethan followed behind and kicked his ass.

Siobhan took the white man's arm, moved forward, and pushed him hard onto the table, "You domestic violence man, if you dare to resist again, I swear to God, I will crush your two eggs with my own hands "

At this time, there was a cough from the side, and Ethan realized that there were several people standing beside him, and Brock and Emmett were looking at them helplessly.

"You're the new officer, Ethan Morgan, right? I'm Mayor Danny Kendall."

"Nice to meet you, Mayor."

Ethan felt a little embarrassed, and then acted like nothing happened.

He shook hands with Kendall, the mayor of Kendall looked very young, Ethan felt that he should be about the same age as himself.

After getting acquainted with the young mayor, Ethan turned his head and looked at the man standing next to Kendall.

Jeans, a blue shirt, a beard, and a cropped cut, with a hint of wariness in his sharp eyes.

"This is your new sheriff, Lucas Hood. He will officially take office tomorrow. I will bring him over to meet you."

"Welcome to Banshee Town, Sheriff." Ethan welcomed.

The other party has no conflict of interest with himself, and there is no need to expose his true identity. This is also a miserable person. No one has any secrets in this world.

After several people got to know each other, Hood suggested that Brock take him to familiarize himself with the jurisdiction.

Brock took Hood out with a straight face. After the old Morgan passed away, he thought he could be the sheriff of the Banshee Town Police Department.

Unexpectedly, the mayor hired a sheriff all the way from Oregon. Although Brock had accepted this fact, he still felt a little emotional when his favorite position was robbed.

Siobhan stayed at the police station to deal with the case of the model citizen, and after Ethan said hello to Emmett, he went out to continue patrolling.

After arriving at a remote corner by car, Ethan took out his cigarette and was about to catch fish when the radio rang again.

"Ethan, there is a conflict at the lumber factory, are you nearby?" This time it was Brock.

"Yes, I'll be right there."

Ethan reluctantly put the cigarette back into his pocket, which never stops people for a moment.

When I came to the timber factory, I saw a familiar figure in a yellow coat.

Cole Moody and a few people were confronting Hood and Brock. There were boards scattered on the ground next to the carriage behind, and several Amish men in top hats and traditional costumes stood uncomfortably in the carriage. beside.

Ethan didn't stop the police car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed in directly from the gate of the timber factory. He didn't step on the brakes until the crowd approached. The tires rolled over the gravel and made a screeching brake sound.

"Cole, are you released on bail? What tricks do you want to play again?"

Seeing the car approaching Chi Chi, Cole took a few steps back in fright. Before he could speak, the man in a plaid shirt next to Cole spat on the ground and stared at Ethan viciously.

"Cole, is this the kid who put you in jail?"

Ethan closed the car door and swung the baton away.

"It's me. Am I even more handsome than you imagined? It's a pity that I don't like you. Do you have anything to say to me?"

Although his fighting skills are only at the beginning, he still has no problem dealing with a few bastards.

"Marcus, calm down, come one by one, and get rid of this stinky note first." Cole hugged the furious Marcus to dissuade him.

Hood also reached out and stopped Ethan, "It's okay, Ethan, let me take care of it."

"OK, you are the sheriff, you have the final say."

Seeing his firm eyes, Ethan didn't say anything, and put away his baton.

"What happened?" Ethan retreated to Brock and asked him
When Brock saw Ethan coming, he also breathed a sigh of relief. "You know, the Moody brothers are all in the furniture business, and the Amish have recently had conflicts with them over business."

"Me and the sheriff happened to be driving by here when they were picking on the Amish"

While Brock was introducing the situation in a low voice, Cole looked at Hood and said arrogantly:
"Just now you said that you will only take office, so it's okay for us to play with you today?"

Hood opened his hands: "Don't worry, no one will trouble you, come on, didn't you just say you want to show me some color?"

"Okay, let me explain again, what happened next is not assaulting the police." Cole repeated.

Before the words fell, Hood, who had already waited impatiently, kicked Cole to the ground.

Seeing this, Marcus rushed up from behind, trying to control Hood, but he bent over and dodged, but the man in a black shirt next to him took the opportunity to kick Hood's thigh.

Hood couldn't keep his footing, and staggered to fall.

"Good job, Dex."

"Come on, Mare Falke, get up and continue." Marcus waved his fists wildly.

Hood's reaction was astonishing, he turned around and slashed Marcus's neck with a knife. Marcus snorted and felt his eyes go black.

In the panic, Hood also received a few punches, but they were quickly knocked down by him.

Cole, who was kicked to the ground, grabbed the wooden stick in front of him in desperation, got up and rushed towards Hood.

At this moment, a blond man walked over from the side, grabbed Cole, and shouted at him sharply:
"Stop it, Cole."

"It's not enough for a few of you to beat one, do you still need to copy guys?"

Cole struggled for a while, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately stopped his movements, "Mr. Proctor, why are you here?"

Proctor snatched the wooden stick from Cole's hand, and made a gesture to hit him, which made Cole dodge quickly.

Seeing that Cole didn't dare to say anything, he threw the stick on the ground casually.

"Mr. Proctor, we are going now."

Seeing that Proctor expressed dissatisfaction with their behavior, Cole's other brothers chose to give up and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, these people are still in a hurry, why don't you help them pack the goods." Proctor stopped Cole, and pointed to the scattered wooden boards beside the carriage.

"Okay, sir, no problem." Cole saw Proctor looking at him blankly, and beckoned his brothers to pick up planks in a dejected manner.

Only Hood was left standing there in embarrassment, and the scene could no longer be played.

"It's not over yet, damned German bumpkin." Cole threatened the Amish after loading the dropped things into the car.

Proctor frowned and looked at Cole, without saying anything, turned around and said to Hood:

"You must be the new Sheriff Lucas Hood, nice to meet you."

"I'm Lucas Hood, who are you?" Hood asked back.

"My name is Kay Proctor, and I run a meat business. If you have a chance, come and sit with me. I have excellent steaks."

Proctor showed a slight smile, took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Hood, then turned and left.

After the farce was over, Ethan and Brock greeted Hood, then drove away and continued their day of patrol work.

(End of this chapter)