My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

"After returning to Banshee Town, I also looked for you several times."

Rebecca took a sip of whiskey, her eyes playful: "But I only saw that policewoman coming in and out of your house."

"You know, it's impossible for me to ask them about you."

Ethan didn't want to ask her what kind of business she was in, it was pretty much the same, that is, those things.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"You've changed a lot."

"Really?" Rebecca stood up and turned around: "Is it the clothes or the temperament?"

"All of them." Ethan looked carefully and raised his eyebrows:
"You seldom wore black clothes before, but now you seem to be a different person."

"Hehe." Rebecca chuckled twice, picked up the wine glass and walked towards Ethan step by step, and said brazenly, "Do you know how difficult it is for a woman to survive in this man-eating world?"

"Do you know how many times I've been injured during this time?"

"Do you know how many people I killed?"

"After all this, how can I not change?"

She drank the whiskey in one gulp, threw it away, and the crystal glass rolled on the carpet.

Seeing Rebecca pulling up the short skirt and sitting heavily on her lap, Ethan's breathing also became rapid.

"I haven't been here for a long, long time."

She pulled the hair tie, spread out her hair, hugged Ethan tightly, and roared in a low voice:

"Fakemi!"

Rebecca was like a volcano that had been silent for a long time. It took more than half an hour to burst out all the energy that had been accumulated for a long time.

With the eruption of magma, she leaned back.

Goosebumps appeared on the thighs, and the body also twitched.

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed, and the clear spring slipped down.

Ethan's pupils contracted violently, and a flash of light shot straight at his neck.

In the situation where a normal man's vigilance is the lowest, let him react, his body bounces up suddenly, and lifts Rebecca onto the table.

"Boom."

Grab her wrist tightly and hold it down firmly.

Looking at the flickering dagger, Ethan grabbed Rebecca's neck excitedly: "Water hair?"

"Hahaha."

Rebecca laughed loudly, her body trembling: "As expected of you, it seems that I have experienced this, but in this special situation, there is nothing I can do about you."

"Let it go, it's just a toy."

As soon as she let go of her palm, the dagger fell, and when the blade hit the table, it shrank back suddenly.

"damn it."

Ethan let go of her neck and wrist angrily, turned to another position and grabbed it hard: "You are making such a joke, I will crush you to death."

"No, I'm sure you won't."

Rebecca was suffering from pain, and lifted her feet and hooked Ethan's waist vigorously:
"It's just a joke, don't be angry."

"Come back and help me."

Rebecca raised her head and said seriously: "30.00% of the money I earn is yours."

"It's a lot of wealth, you can't even imagine it."

"I need someone I can trust. You are my only friend. I need your help."

These words of hers were not false.

Ethan knew that as long as he agreed, Rebecca would definitely be able to do it.

Doing that kind of business with one's own ability, the money earned must be astronomical, and it is definitely better than what Rebecca is doing now.

But I can do anything, except for that kind of business, I don't even want to touch it.

"Stop it." Ethan looked into Rebecca's eyes, touched the scar on her body and said, "Few of you do that kind of thing will end well."

"I can buy you villas, luxury cars, and gorgeous clothes."

"Follow me, I will support you in the future."

Rebecca had tears in her eyes and a big smile on her face.

She let go of her foot and kicked Ethan back on the chair.

"This is my uncle's career, and I will definitely inherit it and make it better." Rebecca sat up and said with a blank expression, "I was born and died several times before I achieved what I am now. "

"I'm Ms. Bowman now, not Rebecca the Amish girl."

"Don't be stubborn." Ethan said helplessly: "This kind of thing is not something you can handle. Maybe Proctor's previous relationship just wanted to treat you as a black glove."

"Shut up." Rebecca gritted her teeth:

"In the zoo, there are lions, tigers, and wolves, but I can never be that rabbit."

"But you're in a dangerous jungle now." Ethan pursed his lips, and continued, "You're surrounded by top hunters. Even a lion may step into a trap one day."

"At least I have experienced the splendor of a lion." Rebecca shook her head:

"You come to me, there must be something, tell me."

Seeing her like this, Ethan knew that it was useless to say what he said now. Few people in the world could let go when the business was going smoothly and the fire was burning.

The words I said were in vain.

"As I said just now, I'm in Chicago." Ethan sighed and said in a deep voice:
"I'm still a Chicago cop."

"Chicago?" Rebecca's eyes blinked quickly: "Chicago police?"

"Why did you run so far to be a police officer, wait a minute, you came here for Hector?"

"Damn it, it must be."

She patted the table heavily, and said angrily: "I warned him, don't face so many people at once, come one by one, those trash are definitely not his match."

Rebecca squeezed her hands and stared at Ethan: "You want me to hand over Hector?"

"That's right." Ethan nodded:
"Two of my colleagues died, you know my character."

Rebecca became silent, sat blankly for a while, and then straightened her clothes.

She suppressed the feeling of reluctance, jumped off the table and said coldly: "You go, we won't meet again in the future."

"Rebecca!" Ethan said in a deep voice:

"I was also shot in the chest. Even if I hadn't been shot, you know that I would not give up."

"Shet."

Rebecca cursed, this damned Hector, it's not good to provoke anyone, but this bastard.

"Sorry, I can't do that."

She hesitated for a while, but shook her head firmly: "Hector has helped me a lot, and his Salvadorans are also a very important force under my command."

"You don't understand, I need to keep some things in balance."

"Even if it's a request between friends?" Ethan looked at her with some disappointment.

"You are my friend and will always be." Rebecca gritted her teeth and said, "Others are fine, but Hector is not. As I said, he is very important."

"Also, we won't meet again in the future."

"My identity is no longer appropriate."

Everyone's position is different, and the things they think are naturally different.

Since she refused to say anything, Ethan would not criticize anything. He pursed his lips and took out his mobile phone: "Since you said we are friends, please leave a number."

"Also, don't say anything about never seeing each other again."

Rebecca sighed softly and gave out her phone number.

At the same time, she also picked up her mobile phone and wrote down Ethan's number. In her opinion, this was just a thought for herself, and it would eventually drift away in the future.

Ethan calmly sent the number to Jaber, and at the same time sent a text message:
"Track, eavesdrop, immediately!"

Turning to mute again, he looked at Rebecca with apology: "Help me tell Hector, I will definitely find him."

Rubbing his chest, Ethan said in a deep voice:

"He didn't shoot this shot, but I credited it to his account."

Looking at Rebecca who was sitting behind the office chair, he lifted his pants and strode outside.

And Rebecca looked at the closed door, tears slipping down quietly. (end of this chapter)