My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The moment they heard the gunshots, many guests attending the banquet ran into the house in panic.

Seeing this, Ethan quickly lifted the corner of his clothes and pulled out the Glock.

He waved to the guests in the house to hide, and walked quickly to the backyard. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw Cole Moody not far away from him, holding a revolver and aiming at Proctor across the swimming pool.

"Bang" there was another gunshot, this time the gun went sideways, and the dishes on the table next to Proctor were blown apart and scattered all over the floor.

Proctor remained motionless, looking at Cole with a cold expression.

Cole drunkenly shouted, "Damn German bumpkin, you knocked all my teeth out and I'm going to kill you today."

Cole's face was covered with scars, and most of his teeth were missing from his mouth. When he spoke, saliva splashed out of his mouth from time to time.

"Cole, I'm warning you, put your gun down right now."

Ethan stepped forward, pointed his gun at Cole, and issued a warning.

"Fayu" Cole saw Ethan appearing from the side and quickly turned his gun.

The alarm bells rang in Ethan's heart, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation. "Bang, bang, bang."

As gunfire emerged, dense blood exploded on Cole's body.

After the magazine was emptied, Ethan stopped pressing his fingers. Cole's body shook, and he fell into the swimming pool with a "plop". The moment he fell into the water, a huge bloody flower spread out of the swimming pool.

At this moment, Hood, who was covered in blood, staggered over from behind with a gun in his hand.

It wasn't until he saw Cole, who had been beaten into a hornet's nest, floating in the swimming pool that Hood spat on the ground bitterly and put the gun away.

Brock, Emmett, Siobhan and others never expected that a shooting would occur on this occasion, and they did not carry firearms. Seeing that Cole had been dealt with, they quickly came out to maintain order at the scene.

The guests hiding in various corners of the backyard saw that the situation had calmed down and did not want to get into trouble, so they left the scene one after another.

"Chief, are you okay?"

Brock walked over to Hood and helped him check the wound on his head.

"Small problem, I just went to the parking lot to get something and was attacked by Cole." Hood wiped the blood from his face.

"BOSS, the ambulance has been called."

"Ethan, it's okay, put the gun away."

Emmett pressed his hands down, signaling to Ethan to relax, and then Ethan came to his senses and put the gun back into its holster.

As the ambulance arrived, and after Ethan cooperated and recorded a confession, Hood asked him to go back first.

When the matter was clear, he did not ask Ethan to hand over the gun. If someone determined to avenge Cole, Ethan would be disarmed and could only sit back and wait for death.

However, this incident also reminded Ethan to get himself a few more guns for self-defense as soon as possible. Anyway, there is system space, so there is no need to worry about carrying problems.

After returning home, Ethan took advantage of the darkness and jumped into the cold lake for a swim. After the discomfort of the first murder disappeared, he stepped on the water and exhaled from the system.

There are no surprises, no changes to the system, new tasks, new skill points, nothing.

Ethan shut down the system helplessly, not knowing when a new task would be triggered.

At this moment, the sound of vehicles sounded, and two beams of light came from outside.

Ethan quickly swam to the small dock, hid behind a big tree, and took out the Glock from the space.

As long as he is not wearing a holster, he always puts the gun in the space for easy access at any time.

I saw a Rolls-Royce slowly parked in front of the house. Proctor got out of the car, walked onto the porch and knocked on the door.

"No need to knock, I'm here."

Ethan put the gun back into space and walked out from behind the tree empty-handed.

Proctor looked over in surprise, but Ethan didn't pay attention and walked naked to the dock to pick up his clothes and put them on.

Throwing the shoes he was carrying by the door, Ethan asked Proctor: "Mr. Proctor, what's wrong with coming here so late?"

"Kobe steak, my best product." Proctor smiled and handed over the thing wrapped in oil paper.

"Thank you, let's talk after you come in." Ethan took the steak, opened the door, and glanced at the driver standing next to the Rolls-Royce.

The driver was also wearing a suit and a small bow tie. He stood by the car door meticulously. When he saw Ethan looking over, he adjusted his glasses with his fingers and smiled at Ethan.

"This is my assistant, Borden." Proctor noticed Ethan's gaze, "Just let him wait outside, it doesn't matter."

After coming to the living room and putting the steak in the refrigerator, Ethan took out a bottle of bourbon from the wine cabinet.

"Would you like some more?"

"Of course, thank you."

Ethan took two glasses, sat on the single sofa, placed the glasses on the table, unscrewed the whiskey, and poured half a glass of wine into the glasses respectively.

Proctor stopped visiting the living room and walked to the sofa opposite Ethan to sit down.

"I came here tonight to thank you for saving my life." Proctor raised his glass.

"You're welcome, I'm just doing my job."

Ethan and Proctor clinked their glasses and drank.

In his previous life, he liked to drink, but his drinking capacity was very poor. Now after his physical condition has improved, his drinking capacity is very good, and he will drink some by himself no matter what.

When Proctor saw Ethan drinking so heavily, he paused for a moment when the wine glass was brought to his lips.

"It's okay, drink slowly."

Ethan didn't like to force others to drink, so he continued to pour brown wine into his glass nonchalantly.

Unexpectedly, Proctor did not hesitate at all and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Ethan raised his eyebrows and threw a cigarette to Proctor to let him suppress the alcohol.

"No matter what, I owe you a favor."

Ethan smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

"I believe someone has mentioned my name to you. For some reason, many people in our town are happy to see me go down, including our young mayor."

"Why do you think it is?" Ethan asked casually.

"Some people think my business activities are aggressive, I don't deny that." Proctor paused and continued: "I hope it won't affect your view of me."

"I don't think you care what I think of you." Ethan tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"You're right. To be honest, I don't care what anyone thinks of me. I just hope we don't go on opposite paths."

"After all, your father and I have a good relationship, you know? I gave that thing to your father."

Ethan followed Proctor's gaze to the deer head hanging above the fireplace, which he did not expect.

"Having said that, I came here to remind you, be careful of the Moody brothers. Although they are all idiots, I have to admit that they are still very united among themselves."

"If you kill Cole, they will definitely seek revenge on you."

Ethan was drinking quietly alone, and Proctor had left.

He had expected the revenge of the Moody brothers, so he had to find a way and couldn't just sit back and wait for death.