My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 683 The real gift

Outside the police station, a truck was parked on the side of the road.

The car is sprayed with a big Ferrari LOGO, and the passing policemen cast curious eyes from time to time.

With that staff member, there are two other people who are also waiting outside.

"Feel sorry."

Ethan patted Red Hat on the shoulder: "This is a misunderstanding, I thought you were a liar just now."

"It's ok."

The red hat didn't dare to make a face, and quickly waved his hands.

To be honest, he was more curious than Ethan. He didn't expect that the person who could afford the beast in the car actually worked in the police station.

When he received the delivery address, he wondered if he had made a mistake.

Ethan probably guessed who gave him the car, and calmly walked to the back of the truck.

With the work of two other people, the tailgate of the carriage was opened.

A dazzling bright red color appeared in everyone's field of vision.

When he saw the beast, Rusek gasped, rubbed his eyes, and said in disbelief:

"Rafa!!!"

"That's right." The Ferrari staff looked proud: "La Ferrari, which was unveiled last year, is the pearl of super sports cars. It is limited to 499 cars, and the US quota is 120."

"This baby needs 140 million US dollars just for the price, and Ferrari also needs to screen the qualifications of buyers."

While talking, the staff member looked at Ethan from time to time.

During the time he was away, he had helped Ethan make up a lot of identities.

Ethan looked at the license plate on the Ferrari and confirmed who gave it to him.

The number plate is very simple, 89T.

The other party was also born in [-]. A simple T is used to swear sovereignty.

Without saying a word, this guy gave himself such a surprise. I have to say that this is the most expensive gift he has ever received.

With her ability, it is really not a problem to buy such a car.

"Mr. Morgan."

The red hat stretched out the tablet and said respectfully: "Please sign the document, I will take you for a test drive later."

Driving this super sports car requires a certain amount of simple training.

Otherwise, you can't even drive.

The number plates have already been placed, and all procedures must have been completed.

Ethan swiped his fingers, signed each name, and officially named the supercar under his own name.

Red Hat climbed onto the truck bed, lowered the ramp first, and then got into Rafa.

"boom."

As soon as the vehicle started, the red monster let out a grumpy grunt.

Hearing this voice, Rusek felt numbness in his head. He took out his mobile phone and took pictures with trembling fingers.

Ethan picked up a cigarette and watched the vehicle move down slowly and little by little.

The red hat couldn't help being careless, scratching it casually would be a great loss to him. After some tossing, the car finally stopped on the road.

The body of this super sports car is very low, and the red and black color scheme is quite classic.

Two long rearview mirrors stick out, looking a little happy.

"Great gift Shet."

There was a burst of exclamation from the side, Ethan turned his head, Atwater covered his mouth, his eyes widened.

Irene and Orinski also came over in shock.

"Fakyu." Irene punched Ethan hard: "You bought this?"

"$140 million, baby." Rusek said excitedly, waving the phone. "This monster is worth at least $140 million."

"Shet."

Orlinsky originally wanted to pat the car body, but was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Please."

Ethan bit his cigarette and spread his hands helplessly.

"I can't help it." Rusek smiled until his eyes narrowed: "Sorry, sorry, I really can't help notifying them."

Not only that, but the surrounding patrolmen also came over one after another.

The phone beeped.

"Crack." Ethan patted his forehead heavily. It's over. In less than 5 minutes, the Chicago police system will definitely spread. There is a wealthy police detective in the 21st Precinct.

He just hoped that the police union would not target him, but he knew that was unlikely.

He seemed to hear that the card inviting him to the charity dinner was being filled out.

The cutie in the pocket is about to fly away with a huff.

"Mr. Morgan." The red hat got out of the car and waved his palm: "Please get in the car, and I will tell you about the situation of the car."

He has long been accustomed to the reaction of the crowd.

Since Rafa's debut last year, no matter where he goes, he can enjoy this much-anticipated treatment.

So far, it's useless to think about it.

Ethan bit his cigarette and strode towards the rather sharp looking super sports car.

The doors are like wings, spreading upwards.

Sitting in with difficulty, the whole person is almost like sitting on the ground.

The steering wheel is also very characteristic, a bit square, with a yellow circle in the middle, and a silhouette of a horse prancing on it.

Under the guidance of the red hat, Ethan flicked off the cigarette butt and quickly started the vehicle.

"boom."

The V12 engine starts to work, and a circle of sound waves vibrates outward.

The next moment, a red phantom quickly drove forward, watching Rusek feel refreshed.

This is the first time to get started, but Ethan doesn't feel restrained, he accelerates and turns generously, getting familiar with this big toy.

The red hat was a little surprised, he had done many handovers.

Many car owners who are new to the car drive carefully, and it is still rare to drive wildly like this.

He collected himself and quickly explained the various functions and operating skills of the vehicle.

Rafa turned around and stopped in front of the police station.

Red Hat got off the car happily with generous tips from the three of them.

"It's my turn."

Irene took the first step and flew into the car.

Rusek jumped angrily at the back, looked at Irene resentfully, and would not have asked her to come down if he had known.

This is Rafa, this is the king of horses!
"Shh."

A bunch of keys flew out of the car window and landed in Rusek's hand.

"Drive my interceptor back to Hyde Park." Ethan leaned over and confessed, "I'll wait for you at home."

"In exchange, I'll let you take pictures in the car later."

"Let me come." Hearing that, Atwater stretched out his hand to snatch the key, but Rusek dodged it. He excitedly ran to the place where Ethan parked: "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

This car won't stop here by itself.

It's too eye-catching, and it's not good to be scratched or rubbed by others. It's not because of money, but because of trouble.

Ethan's first reaction was to drive the car back and put it away.

Under his driving, the Ferrari Rafa moved forward slowly. Irene put on her seat belt, quickly took out her mobile phone, and started to take crazy selfies.

Not long after driving out, it attracted admiring eyes from passers-by.

Many cars on the road even lowered their windows to take pictures of this beast that just came out.

Just then, an empty road appeared ahead.

Ethan stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the red beast roared and galloped forward like a bolt of lightning.

The roar of the engine made Irene's adrenaline rush.

"what!!!"

She let out a high-pitched scream, and the place where she was restrained by the seat belt trembled with the vehicle.

"Whoosh whoosh."

The supercar quickly shuttled left and right, leaving cars behind.

Sitting in the car, very low.

The feeling of sticking to the ground brought a stronger sense of speed. Irene's legs were tightly clamped together, and she cheered loudly.

After another distance, the speed of the car slowed down.

Irene patted her chest excitedly, turned her head to look over: "Did you suddenly drive so fast just now, did you do it on purpose?"

"Yes."

Ethan didn't deny it, and answered with raised eyebrows.

With this operation, he also had enough of the supercar addiction, and by the way, he frightened Irene, but he didn't expect this guy to be more fun than himself.

"You are bad."

Irene punched Ethan, laughed and said, "But I really like it."

Few people can resist the charm of speed and passion, and she is no exception.

The vehicle quickly returned to Hyde Park. Ethan opened the garage, parked it slowly, and leaned against the black Dodge Challenger.

A red high-tech supercar and a black retro muscle car.

The two cars were parked together, but they were unusually coordinated.

The two lifted the car door, turned over and got out of the car, but they didn't close the door in a hurry. Ethan also took a few photos of the car and sent it to Taylor: "Don't tell me, this is not what you did!"

"Hahaha, did you receive it?"

Taylor replied very quickly, with several laughing emoticons in the message: "This is a gift for you, do you like it?"

"Who do you take me for!"

Ethan moved his fingers quickly: "I don't even say hello, do you think I will covet your money?"

"Use money to buy my happiness?"

"No." Taylor was obviously flustered, and she quickly sent a series of tearful emoticons: "I didn't mean that, sorry, don't get me wrong."

"I just thought it was a beautiful car and thought you might like it."

"I didn't misunderstand." Ethan chuckled and continued to reply: "For this kind of thing, please step up your efforts next time."

"It's best to bring you with me, that's the real gift."

"Money plus your sexy body, I think, I will like it even more."

"Crack."

He grinned his white teeth, took a photo of himself and Ferrari Rafa, and sent it to Taylor.

The opposite side also quickly sent a photo, Taylor's mouth puffed up, looking annoyed, but her eyes were full of smiles, looking at the background, she was in the dressing room, and seemed to be busy with something.

"I'm going to rehearse, so enjoy yourself."

Taylor sent a few more bayonets and threatened, "You are not allowed to strike up a conversation, or I will kill you."

Ethan put away his phone and looked at the excited Irene beside him.

He scratched his chin, it seems, maybe, maybe, this is not a flirt.

Ruzek soon drove the Ford Interceptor to Hyde Park, and not only him, but also Atwater and Horstead jumped out of the car with a whoosh.

Ethan was stunned for a moment, whether this counted as collective skipping work.

After grinding for more than ten minutes, they were finally willing to leave, and the five of them returned to the police station in a car.

The others went upstairs happily, but Ethan was stopped by enthusiastic policewomen.

Some asked how to get to the toilet, and some asked how to get to the parking lot.

These are reserved, while those that are open, just unbutton the top buttons, the scenery is not to mention looming, it is simply welcome, and the limbs are rubbed against each other, which makes him feast his eyes and suffer a lot at the same time.

There are too many ways to make appointments for dinner and travel.

He was handsome at first, and now he has a super sports car, which made him shine in the eyes of those policewomen.

"Okay." After getting rid of a graceful policewoman, Ethan wiped his sweat and asked, "Why, I didn't realize that there are so many policewomen in the 21st Precinct?"

"Don't worry, this is only a small part."

Pratt looked at him with a smile on his face, "Other bureaus, the female policemen who have some pretty looks, are all looking for excuses to come here."

"25 years old, detective."

"He is handsome and drives a Ferrari worth more than 100 million yuan."

"Congratulations, you have become the best golden bachelor of the Chicago Police Department."

"Shet."

Ethan cursed secretly, turned and walked upstairs.

With this iron gate blocking, these Yingyingyanyans can never fly up.

Before walking into the Datong room, the mobile phone received another text message:

"Ferrari, more than 100 million!!!"

"I'll take you for a ride when I have time." Ethan replied calmly to Burgess.

"Okay!"

The other side quickly replied with a happy expression.

Well, this can't be called flirting.

Already got it, don't count, don't count.

Ethan put away his mobile phone and walked quickly to the Chase room. Several people inside were busy posting the photos they took on social platforms. They watched the number of fans increase and laughed from ear to ear.

"Dong dong."

Ethan knocked on the table, took out a dozen notes from his pocket and threw them on Atwater's desk:

"These are girls, whoever needs them can take them by themselves."

"Can I borrow a car?"

Atwater looked at the note, rubbed his hands, and looked at Ethan with bright eyes.

Not only him, but everyone else looked over in unison.

"cannot!"

Ethan spoke calmly, cutting off their thoughts.

"Ok."

Atwater waved helplessly and swept the notes into the trash can.

Everyone is smart and knows what these women are here for.

"Ethan." At this time, Hank opened the office door and walked out quickly: "We're going to meet an informant."

It was fine just now, just make trouble with these people.

Now that you have something to do, it's time to get moving.

"who is it?"

If you can call to go there together, maybe you know him too, and the two walked downstairs together, Ethan asked curiously.

"Teussel."

Hank said in a deep voice, "You should remember this person, right?"

Of course, I have the impression that Teisel is the leader of a small black gang. At that time, Hank wanted to pull a little black guy out of the gang and negotiate with him.

In the end, he refused, and Ethan and the others kidnapped him and cleaned him up properly.

Until now, they are still collecting protection money from Teisel.

The two, one in front and one behind, drove towards the North District. Looking at the route, they were headed to Lake Michigan.

Half an hour later, Hank's Range Rover turned into a wasteland.

His Cadillac had been beaten to pieces last night, and now he had replaced it with a big one.

The vehicle swayed and slowly came to the shore of the lake.

Looking at a red Mustang in front, both of them stopped the vehicle slowly.

On the lake embankment, an old black man wearing a blue hat was pacing back and forth, vigorously pulling the leaves in his hand.

The big gold medal on the chest dangled and shone brightly under the sunlight.

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