My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After Ethan finished speaking, the scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Both Jabber and Candy focused their attention on Hood, wondering what his plans were.

After a while, Hood looked at the photos on the wall and said calmly:

"I used to work for Rabbit, and Carly was Rabbit's daughter."

"She and I are working partners, and while we were doing work, an accident happened."

"When I left the scene, I diverted the security personnel and was arrested. With the help of Jiabo, Carly changed her name and fled to Banshee Town with the results of our work."

"Then she and Gordon got married and you know the rest."

"Rabbit has always wanted to find Carly's whereabouts and recover what we took away."

Hearing that Hood finally told the whole story, Ethan raised his eyebrows: "So where is the real Sheriff Hood?"

"He's dead." Hood said simply:

"When I first came to town, I came to Davis' bar to drink because I was in a bad mood. At that time, he had a conflict with Munson and Randall, Proctor's men."

"All three of them died in the conflict, Candy was also at the scene and he can vouch for that."

Candy looked at Ethan solemnly and nodded heavily.

Ethan asked: "Then why did you tell me these things?"

"I need your help. Orek must have run back to New York. When he shows up again, he won't be alone." Hood exhaled and continued: "Help me protect you these two days. Just Carly, leave the rabbit to me.”

Jiabo slammed the table anxiously: "Fayou, have you forgotten me?"

Candy also took out a double-barreled shotgun from under the bar: "My old bones are not in vain. If they really dare to come, I will let these bastards know whose territory this is."

"Wait a minute, did you make a mistake? Even if you didn't kill the real Lucas Hood, you were right in pretending to be the Sheriff, right?" Ethan pressed the cigarette butt on the bar and crushed it hard. :

"Why should I help you? Besides, give me a reason why I don't arrest you."

Hearing Ethan say this, Candy immediately pressed his hand on the double-barreled shotgun placed on the bar:

"Hey, I advise you not to be stupid."

"Candy, don't be like this." Hood shouted quickly: "Ethan is not our enemy, he has nothing to do with us, you don't need to be nervous, even if he doesn't agree, I will let him leave here.

After Candy removed his hand from the shotgun, Hood turned around and said seriously:

"If you choose to help me this time, then you can gain the friendship of several of us, and I mean real friendship."

"As I said just now, this criminal organization must avenge itself. If you injured Orek last night, they will definitely put you on the bill. At this time, you also need friends."

"Finally, based on what I know about you, you shouldn't have cared about pretending to be a police chief at all. If I guess correctly, the two Moody brothers died in your hands, right?"

Hood had a smile on his face, "On the night of Cole's wake, I saw your pickup truck near Davis Bar. Although it was very hidden, trust my eyesight, I still saw it."

After finishing speaking, Hood picked up the cigarette case and lighter placed on the bar and smoked two cigarettes from it.

He handed one to Ethan, and the hand holding the cigarette was as steady as a rock. Candy and Jabber looked at Ethan nervously.

Before long, under their expectant eyes, Ethan took the cigarette, and Hood protected the lighter and helped him light the cigarette.

When Ethan exhaled heavily, Hood laughed.

"From now on, we will be on the same boat." Jiabo shook his hand and patted his back.

When Candy stretched out his hand, Ethan grabbed it hard. He thought Candy wouldn't be able to bear it, but to his surprise, the old boxer just frowned slightly.

But Ethan didn't care. He half-jokingly and half-threateningly pulled open a corner of his coat, revealing the Python revolver inside:

"Don't threaten me with a gun in the future. Don't ever do that. I'm very taboo about this."

"I'm very sorry about this." Candy retracted his hands, saying that he meant no harm.

"You old bastard."

Ethan saw Candy apologizing seriously, laughed and cursed, and hugged him.

In fact, after Ethan knew that he had come to the world of black eating and black eating, he had been hesitant to join the protagonist group. After all, this group of people had a lot of troubles, but after being shot by Orek last night, he made up his mind.

Hood is right when he says that everyone needs friends, especially friends who can stand firmly behind them.

He has never forgotten the memory left by his predecessor. The experience of being chased three streets naked with a gun is truly unforgettable.

"Let's all have a drink. With Ethan's help, our chances of winning will be much greater."

Candy happily took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet: "I have treasured this bottle of whiskey for many years. It's time to open this old guy."

"It's better to let your old buddy continue to rest. Now is not the time to celebrate."

Ethan chewed his cigarette and looked at Hood and Jabber: "Based on what you two know about Rabbit, how many people they can mobilize and what kind of firepower they will equip.

As Hood told, Ethan couldn't help but rub his temples.

Before the Rabbit's criminal organization takes action, it usually sends individuals to inquire about information, and then arranges different plans based on the target's strength.

If the target is difficult, Rabbit will even lead people to go out personally.

As for the firepower, Hood only described it as enough to destroy the Banshee Town Police Station.

Candy touched the old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun placed under the bar and scratched his face in embarrassment.

"According to what you said, we have absolutely no chance of winning." Ethan thought of something and looked up at Candy: "By the way, repeat what you just said."

Candy spread her hands in confusion: "I just said so many words, which sentence do you want me to repeat?"

Ethan thought for a while and said, "Just now you said that if they dare to come"

"Well, that's right." Candy took over the words smoothly: "I will let those bastards know whose territory this is."

"Yes." Ethan nodded:

"Yes, that's it."

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Candy scratched his head.

"Of course there is a problem, this is not your territory." Ethan tapped the table with his fingers heavily: "Although we don't want to admit it, in some aspects, this place only belongs to one person."

"Kay Proctor!"

Hood's eyes lit up, "You mean to ask him for help?"

"Who is Kay Proctor?" Jabber asked in confusion.

"You can understand that he is the rabbit of Banshee Town. In some ways, he is more powerful than the rabbit." Candy took over the words with a little inexplicable pride.

"But I have no friendship with him." Hood's eyes darkened, and then he looked at Candy again.

"Hey, don't look at me." Candy waved his palms quickly: "Although I have known him for a long time, in his eyes, I am just a nobody."

Ethan drank up the wine in the bottle in one breath: "I'll go, I've dealt with him several times."

"Yes, you saved his life at the last welcome party." Candy nodded quickly:

"He owes you a favor. Maybe what you say will work."

"Thank you." Hood said gratefully: "Whether Proctor agrees or not, I will not forget this."

"Now is not the time to talk about this. The situation is urgent. I will go find him now." Ethan and the others nodded and quickly left Davis Bar.

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