"I'm sorry."

Ethan chuckled and broke the silence: "It's not your daughter who was hit, it's that she and that kid hit someone else's car." ”

"And that someone else."

Nodding himself, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's me." ”

"Ethan Morgan."

Only then did Gordon notice the person next to him, and he walked over quickly: "Long time no see." ”

"Hello."

Ethan jumped off the table and shook his hand: "Mayor Hopewell." ”

If nothing else.

This old white man is his competitor after him, and the two palms are tightly clasped together.

After saying hello, Gordon looked at Brock.

The latter was also unambiguous, and told what he had just learned.

"That's right."

Ethan looked at the curly-haired man in the detention warehouse and added with a smile: "To tell you the truth, my car is worth more than 600,000 yuan, even if you go to sell your butt, you have to make up for it to me." ”

"Your broken Corolla, I hope you have enough insurance."

Putting down vulgar words such as selling ass for the time being, what the hell is more than 600,000, it's just a broken Dodge Challenger.

Cruz was even more shocked than he had just been, his mouth wide open.

His eyes also lit up.

This Ethan Morgan looked even more handsome than before, as if he was covered in a charming golden light.

"That's right."

Ethan winked at the tall policewoman and said with a smile, "If you call a towing company, you'd better let them be careful, I spent a lot of money on that car." ”

A bunch of people, you look at me, I look at you.

They all looked at each other.

Spending 600,000 on the house, they can understand, but what kind of operation is it to modify a muscle car.

And how did this guy make so much money in just two years.

Brock knew something.

After all, he had met Ethan at the inauguration banquet of the female chief of the Chino tribe, and he was surprised to know that this guy had shares in Chino Moon, and it was not clear how much, but he must have made a lot of money.

So it didn't seem so shocking.

"One more thing." Pointing to the curly-haired boy whose face looked like he had eaten, Ethan sneered:

"This guy, based on my experience, must have taken pills."

"You'd better take him to the hospital for a test."

"As for you."

He shifted his gaze to Tifa.

The latter was shocked, and the tears in the sobbing suddenly stopped, and he hurriedly buried his head.

It looks like she's too.

It's really not a long memory!

The barn party almost killed her, and now she has encountered this kind of thing, but anyway, maybe this is the daily life of people.

Most American children seem to be like this in their adolescent rebellious period.

"Ethan."

Carly hurriedly interrupted him, pointing back with an ugly face, "Can we talk alone?" ”

"That's right."

The mayor nodded with a gloomy face.

Of course, their faces were not to Ethan, but to the two people in the detention barn.

After worry, there is anger.

This kind of thing is not once or twice, but after all, it is a daughter, and she can't ignore it.

Carly is a friend no matter what she says.

She still has to give this face, Ethan shrugged his shoulders and took the lead to walk inside, it seemed that he was asking for mercy, he was really going to make trouble, Tifa had to go to the juvenile detention center to take a turn.

Several town police officers looked at each other, and then busied.

Some things can be forcefully enforced, but there are some things that can be turned a blind eye!

"First of all."

Coming to the back, Carly opened her arms: "Welcome back." ”

"Thank you."

Ethan smiled and hugged her.

It's the same as hugging a man, it's still so approachable, and what stands out is a mediocre.

"And I'm sorry."

Carly let go of her hand and looked at Gordon with a frown, "Tifa should be at school at this time, not out to drive around with that little thug." ”

"You're blaming me for buying a car for Tifa?"

Gordon's face turned slightly red, and he waved his arms and said, "How did I know she would be with that kind of bastard, I'm so busy with work, I'm about to run for election, where can I have time to stare at her every day." ”

"Besides, it's not my responsibility alone."

"Stop."

Ethan raised his hand to interrupt the argument between the two: "Please, there is an outsider here, and I am not a psychiatrist." ”

I'm here, not listening to two people running each other.

But he also understood that the Corolla was bought by Gordon for Tifa, not the curly boy.

"Listen."

He shrugged at Carly and said, "I'm not unreasonable, but after all, it's a loss, and I'll send you the bill when the car is repaired." ”

The latter pinched his palm and nodded helplessly.

It is almost impossible to find compensation from the insurance company for this kind of thing, and you can only find another way when the time comes.

"And."

Looking at Gordon again, Ethan smiled slightly: "Tifa, I won't pursue it, but that curly-haired boy is going to prison to pick up soap for a while, I don't think you will have any opinions, right?" ”

Saying that if you send them to prison, you will go to prison, and they don't discount them at all.

The compensation must also be paid.

Carly's friendship with herself is not yet to the point where she can ignore the loss.

As for this little thing like Tifa.

Just drop it.

Can't be unforgiving, and I'm not that character myself, Ethan feels that he has always been kind to others.

Anyway, that's Hood's daughter.

"Thank you."

Gordon's face finally relaxed, and he took Ethan's hand again: "Mr. Morgan, I owe you once." ”

In a few words, the fate of those two people will be settled.

One is not painful, it is estimated that it is a curfew of a few days, and the other has to go to prison to practice chrysanthemum skills.

No way.

That's how cruel real life is.

With a background and without a background, they are completely two ways to live.

"I don't know what to say."

Candy helped the fisherman's hat and stretched out his huge fist: "If you want to drink, come back another day, the old man needs to take a good break today." ”

"Also, take my suggestion seriously."

"No problem."

Ethan smiled dumbly and clashed fists with him: "Be careful, if there are guests you don't want to see, call me as soon as possible." ”

Kill two Aryan Brotherhood people today.

No one knows if they mentioned this matter to others before they came, and it is not too big or small, but it can be regarded as a trouble.

This is a reminder to be careful.

"Don't worry."

Candy poked his head lightly and smiled, "Please trust the survival wisdom of an old bartender." ”

With a wave of his hand, he turned and walked towards Davis' Bar.

Although his movements were slow, he regained his long-lost vitality, and his waist was much straighter.

"I can see it."

The window slowly rose, and Siobhan said with a smile, "He's happy that you're back." ”

"Aren't you happy?"

Ethan smiled at the corners of his mouth and hooked the policewoman's chin sideways.

The latter told the answer to the question directly with his actions, and Siobhan quickly put into gear, rubbed the tires wildly, and after raising some fine gravel on the ground, he sped towards her house.

(End of chapter)