"Why do you want me to run so much?"

Turning his head, Ethan shrugged at Candy: "Besides, I'm so young, are you sure it's appropriate?" ”

"There is no other reason."

Candy pursed his lips and nodded slowly, "Just Chong's performance just now, and his tough style, I think you can restore peace to Banshee Town." ”

"This town needs a strong man."

"In the end, I don't believe you can still be as young as Mayor Kendall?"

Ethan was a little embarrassed to say this.

However, it is not appropriate to take the mayor of Kendall as an example, that guy is a powerful family, and old Kendall is also the mayor of Banshee Town, and the two fathers and sons have successively replaced the position of mayor of this town.

If Kendall hadn't been accidentally blown up and killed, thirty or forty years later, maybe it would have been his son who would have taken the baton.

The local powerful family is so terrifying.

If you don't look up and look down, you will often help you deal with some things, and if you don't have any major problems, just say I'm sorry not to vote for me.

Come to think of it.

It's really exciting.

But it's not that simple, and it's not something that can be decided by a casual discussion with an old bartender.

To choose, it means to grab.

After all, Gordon has been mayor for two or three years, and he will not give up his power.

Everything needs to be taken into account.

"Let me think about it."

Ethan shook his head and held the steering wheel in his hand firmly: "This kind of thing can't be decided in a few words. ”

"Of course."

Candy nodded, curiously tinkering with the vehicle.

At first, he thought it was the other party's original car, but after sitting in the car, he found that it was a Dodge Challenger without removing the shell, and the audio alone brought extremely comfortable enjoyment to the ears.

"How much did it cost?"

He twisted and twisted, making the sound louder and quieter.

"Six hundred thousand."

"Ahem~~~"

A violent cough sounded, and Candy hurriedly stuck the cigarette butt out of the window, while stroking his chest resentfully.

I'm afraid a trace of soot will fall in.

"Please."

Ethan smiled and patted the steering wheel: "It's just a car, just a means of transportation." ”

"Huh."

The old bartender didn't smile, and looked out the window with a complicated face.

The other party's life in the past two years should not be simple, but there is a high probability that he will fight for his life back, which is not enviable.

"Be careful!!

Candy's pupils contracted sharply and she shouted.

I saw a gray Corolla roaring out of the street next to it, the speed did not decrease at all, the direction did not change, and the stuffy head hit me, and the two people in the driver's seat were kissing passionately.

"Boom~"

Ethan slammed the throttle down.

It came so suddenly, with a little reaction time, he only had time to avoid most of the impact positions.

"Knock~"

Corolla slammed into the challenger's butt, and the front of the car instantly recessed, and after a few black scratches on the street, it came to a crooked stop.

The driver's airbag exploded, protecting the occupants inside.

Candy grabs the handrail in horror, only to find that the body is only crooked and unaffected.

With Ethan's slam on the brakes, it quickly stopped.

"Falk !!"

Putting on the parking gear, he patted the steering wheel and yelled.

It's only been a long time since I brought it back, and I sent it out for the first time before it arrived in a week.

He was so distressed that he screamed.

It's not because of the money, it's always the feeling of being hit by a new car.

"Calm down."

Candy pulled the corners of her mouth down and forced a smile: "It's just a car, a means of transportation!" ”

"Shet."

Quickly unbuckling his seatbelt, Ethan pushed the car door with a black face:

"This is my new !!"

Afraid of causing trouble, no, it was afraid of causing trouble again, so Candy hurriedly grabbed the fisherman's hat and pushed the car door.

A traffic accident on the street caused passers-by to stop.

But fortunately, the situation at the scene does not seem to be serious, and there is no need to rush to save people.

"Mom~~~ Farke!!"

Walking quickly behind the challenger, Ethan jumped to his feet in excitement.

The taillights were broken, the butt of the car was sunken into a fist-sized pit, and the paint was scratched a lot, which looked like a chrysanthemum had been blown up.

"Oh my God."

Candy also exclaimed.

But he was for something else, this was to lament that the impact was so obvious just now, but it only left a little impact on the body, and the hood of the Corolla behind it was lifted.

But when he saw the steel plate exposed in the recessed position, he grinned and suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that it cost $600,000.

Dare to love, this guy's whole car has been bulletproofed.

That's definitely a lot of money.

"Hey."

A furious shout rang out from behind, and the voice shouted excitedly, "How did you drive and dare to crash my car like this?" ”

Licking his lips, Ethan turned silently.

The eighteen-year-old white boy pushed open the Corolla door and got out of the car in a rage.

Blue jacket with bubble face curls.

The lips under the hooked nose are thin, and it looks like a bad boy.

I walked a little staggeringly, and my eyes were foggy.

However, Ethan could tell that it was not caused by the impact, but more because of the pill.

"Yo yo yo."

Candy hurriedly grabbed Ethan and said excitedly: "So many people are watching, you must not do stupid things, this is not as good as just now!" ”

Not only is it not as good as just now.

It's not as good as before, just when he wanted to shout out the words of attacking the police, Ethan suddenly realized that he was only a white person now, and he couldn't use his official identity to bully him anymore, no, he was persuading others.

I didn't have to say it, so I immediately took the previous suggestion of the candy to heart.

It's just that he was stopped.

The young man rushed forward in a frenzy, and angrily raised his fist and roared at him.

"Fack!"

The instinct of a boxer makes Candy quickly bend over and dodge.

There was also an angry curse from his mouth.

The old man is a fighter, and he even fights himself, it's really not a thing.

The old bartender dodged away, and Ethan went up with a kick.

Most of the time his legs must have been longer than his hands, and before his fists arrived, he kicked firmly at the curly-haired boy.

The other party snorted and staggered to the side.

The pace was fast, Ethan soared forward, his left leg firmly pinned to the ground, and his right heel was a flying kick.

"Bang."

The curly-haired boy was hit in the chest again, and his body retreated more sharply, and he danced into the bushes by the roadside.

Snow is blowing and stumps are scattered.

"Stop."

The girl's frightened cries rang out, and the sound of small footsteps quickly approached, and she grabbed Ethan's arm:

"Don't fight anymore !!"

Turning around, Ethan raised his left hand with a cold face.

The perennial habit told him that when there was a conflict, it didn't matter whether the other party was a man or a woman, and children could pull the trigger.

Slap, whistling and waving. (End of chapter)