My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 97 New York
New York is not far from Banshee Town. Ethan packed his things after get off work and started the journey in a Dodge Challenger.

After night fell, he came to this world's largest metropolis.

From a distance, you can see this brightly lit city that never sleeps, also known as the city of the Big Apple.

There are many high-rise buildings and traffic, and it is a bustling scene.

Similarly, endless evils breed behind the prosperity.

Looking at the fashionable men and women on the street, Ethan glanced at the canvas shoes and jeans he was wearing.White shirt, smiled and shook his head.

No wonder Jabo kept saying that Banshee Town was just a country place, full of cow dung.

After traveling through the traffic for half an hour, I finally came to a secluded neighborhood.

Fortunately, there are no homeless people on the street here. When I got off the car, I saw a police car passing by. Otherwise, Ethan was very suspicious that his car would disappear the next day.

After closing the car door, Ethan called Jaber.

After a few rings, the phone hung up.

He was dialing out again when Jabor's voice came over his head.

"Hey, above, here."

He hurriedly looked up, and Jia Bo leaned out from a window on the fifth floor above and waved at him.

Ethan spread his hands, "Where do I go up from?"

Jabo pointed to the side and shouted:
"Go around to the front door of the building, take the elevator, or fly up if you're too stupid to find the front door."

When the voice fell, he closed the window.

Ethan had no choice but to lock the car, and arrived at the fifth floor in a short while.

Glancing at the room number, he knocked on the door a few times, and soon there was a commotion inside, one, two, three, and Jia Bo unlocked three locks before opening the door.

"I said what about you?"

Ethan bumped fists with him and walked into the house.

Jia Bo closed several door locks again, "Sit whatever you want, you don't understand, it's never wrong to be careful."

Ethan actually knew that Jabo's financial situation was quite good, but he didn't expect his residence to be so exaggerated.

Outrageously simple, with barely any decoration.

In the living room, there are several lazy bean bag sofas, surrounding the glass table in the middle, and above the glass table is a strangely shaped Arabian hookah.

The inside of the apartment is just rough, with a concrete floor, and there is a wine cabinet and refrigerator next to the wall.

Jaber opened the refrigerator and threw him a bottle of mineral water.

"How many days are you going to stay?"

"I don't know yet, about 2-3 days."

Ethan didn't tell Jaber specifically what he was here for, it depends on the situation anyway.

"Okay, then you can live here with me."

Jaber opened a door, and a brand new mattress and two quilts were thrown on the floor in the room.

"I bought all of these today, and you can use them as you go. The same goes for my room."

"Thank you." Ethan raised the water bottle.

"Fayu, of course you have to thank me. Don't forget that I stayed at your house for the first time. I slept on the floor with Candy."

Jia Bo crossed his arms and looked like I was serious about entertaining you.

Ethan chuckled, went back to the living room and threw himself into a blue bean bag sofa, and said to Jaber:

"Although I really want to be polite, I have to say that your place is really beyond words."

Jia Bo also found a bean bag sofa to sit down, and said indifferently:

"I rent a dozen places in New York. I change places every week. Guess how much it will cost me to decorate all the places?"

"By the way, I have a rule here."

While talking, Jaber fiddled with the Arabic hookah in front of him.

"Tell me." Ethan said indifferently.

"You are not allowed to comment on my private life, forget it, you are a bastard anyway, maybe you are more messed up than me."

After a while, he took a few puffs in a row, and the smoke with mixed fruit aroma came out.

"Fayu, am I pure? I don't even have a girlfriend." This was slander, and Ethan said he couldn't stand it.

"Really? How does your mayor's wife taste?"

After taking a few puffs, he raised his head and signaled Ethan to pick up the pipe.

"She's just a friend, we're pure." Ethan lay still.

"Yes, I believe you, and I also believe that Clinton and his female secretary are innocent." Jaber exhaled a puff of smoke and continued:
"Don't worry, I won't touch those things."

Jaber nodded his head with a pipe, "It's smarter than all of you combined."

IQ was despised again, and Ethan was used to his complaints.

Ethan got up and took the disposable cigarette holder in the desktop box, removed the plastic packaging, put it on a red cigarette pipe, and took a deep breath.

A fruity fragrance rushed straight to my heart, and when I sprayed it hard, the room was filled with smoke.

"Do you have any plans for the evening?" Jaber asked.

Ethan nodded, "Yes."

Jia Bo raised his legs, "What's the plan?"

Ethan shrugged his shoulders, "waiting for your arrangement."

Jaber was choked for a moment, and said with flickering eyes:
"It's been prepared a long time ago. You should take a rest first. It's still early. In the evening, go to a club I often go to."

"Let me explain first, I have no problem with the rainbow flag, but if you dare to take me to a nightclub with pure rainbow flag..." Ethan grinned, his knuckles crackling.

Jia Bo shrank his neck and said with a forced smile, "Why, I'm not that kind of person. By the way, why don't we go to another store, where the girls are of higher quality."

Only then did Ethan let go of his hands, and walked out the window in satisfaction to watch the night view of New York.

In the middle of the night, it is the time for ordinary people to rest, while night owls are just around the corner.

Jabo changed into a coquettish outfit, with a black leather skirt, a white shirt, a wig that goes straight up to the sky, and bright purple eyeshadow. When he saw that Ethan was still dressed in the same daytime outfit, he swears directly.

"Falke, oh my god, if you are dressed like this, stay away from me later."

"Please, we're not going to a catwalk, just for fun." Ethan put on a leather jacket indifferently.

"Style, do you understand? Style, can you study it." Jaber said through gritted teeth.

"My face is style and style."

Ethan laughed loudly, and walked out the door first, while Jia Bo angrily slammed the door to follow.

Because he was going out to play, he didn't drive. Jaber called a taxi and went straight to Brooklyn.

Ethan couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and watched the night scene outside constantly changing.

Not long after, they came to another remote neighborhood.

After getting out of the car, Ethan saw a long queue in front of him. He didn't know how many people were lining up here, anxiously waiting to enter.

He followed Jabo along the line, feasting Ethan's eyes on all kinds of beauties in cool dresses.

"Fayu, you bitch, line up in this damn team." Many people challenged Jia Bo.

Jia Bo didn't care at all, he was as unhurried as he was walking on a red carpet, enjoying the provocations from passers-by.

(End of this chapter)