My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 106 Raid
Ethan followed out of the restaurant door and saw the cigar man standing behind a black Cadillac SUV, putting the takeaway in his hand into the car.

Ethan slowed down his pace, waited for the cigar man to close the tailgate, followed his pace and walked forward at the same time.

Walking to the driver's seat, the cigar man opened the door and just sat down when the passenger door next to him was suddenly opened.

In a panic, he just wanted to stretch his hand under his ribs when the cold muzzle of the gun was held against his waist.

The cigar man froze and stopped what he was doing.

He didn't look to the side, closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice:
"Listen, I don't know what you do, I've got a few hundred dollars in my wallet, you can take it if you need it."

Ethan didn't speak at first, the muzzle of the gun was firmly pointed at him, and then the other hand touched his ribs and pulled out a USP pistol.

After groping around his waist and finding another dagger, Ethan stopped.

"Next, keep your hands on the steering wheel and don't move around."

"I ask, you answer, nod if you understand."

The cigar man nodded quickly, and put his hands firmly on the steering wheel.

"What's the name of the people in charge? What are the physical characteristics? How many people are there on your side?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just a company security officer. This is lunch for my colleagues."

"wrong answer."

Ethan clamped the leather sheath between his knees, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it at his thigh.

"Fake."

The cigar man let out a cry of pain, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

Ethan pulled out the dagger, "You open your eyes now and look down."

The cigar man opened his eyes in cold sweat, lowered his head, and the gleaming dagger was pointing at his little brother.

The old god Ethan said on the ground: "Do you need me to repeat the question just now?"

"Channing, the person in charge is called Channing."

The cigar man said quickly in horror: "African, with glasses, and only a few centimeters of hair in the middle of his head."

"There are more than 20 people on our side. If you have no chance, just give up."

"This has nothing to do with you. Tell me about the security facilities and think about everything you said." Ethan lightly pressed the dagger

"If you cooperate, I promise I won't kill you, understand?"

The cigar man felt the tingling pain in his crotch, completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting, and told the situation in detail.

Satisfied, Ethan put the dagger back into its leather sheath, took out the phone and called.

"Come out and follow this black Cadillac SUV outside."

"drive."

After Joe and Mary hurried out and got into the car, Ethan pushed his pistol.

Under Ethan's hostage, the cigar man drove an SUV through the urban area of ​​New York, and it didn't take long to come to an industrial area surrounded by tall factory buildings.

Ethan thought for a while, then called out again, and asked Mary to stay outside to answer, and he and Joe could go in alone.

Although Mary protested, she had no choice but to give up under Ethan's strong insistence.

After arriving at the place, the cigar man pressed the remote control key, and the shutter slowly opened.

Ethan lowered the car window, leaned over, pointed the M1911 and USP guns at the cigar man, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive the car in.

After the SUV drove in, the rolling gate slowly closed.

After getting out of the car and stopping, a dissatisfied voice sounded, "Are you lazy, you bastard, why are you so slow today?"

Ethan quickly got up and leaned out the car window, pointing forward with the M1911 in his hand.

In the corridor, behind a desk next to the freight elevator, sat a man in a suit.

Seeing that something was wrong, he immediately wanted to reach out and pat the red button on the back.

"boom"

Ethan pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet quickly drilled into his head, lifting a piece of the skull, and a cloud of plasma splashed onto the wall.

The cigar man hurriedly opened the car door to escape, and the USP in Ethan's other hand also unceremoniously spit out flames.

Several bullets flew out, knocking him to the ground.

Ethan didn't get out of the car in a hurry, first put on the translucent soft rubber mask and the gloves bought in Chinatown, and then opened the car door.

After confirming that there were no cameras in the passage, Ethan walked up to the cigar man who was still struggling slowly on the ground. He sighed and said:

"I've said it before. If you cooperate, I won't kill you myself. Why don't you listen?"

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't believe in his character so much, Ethan shook his head, raised his pistol, aimed at the cigar man's head and pulled the trigger.

"boom."

The cigar man was shocked and stopped moving.

Ethan slipped the pistol back to his waist, then bent down to pick up the remote control key in his hand, and pressed the switch.

The rolling gate slowly rose, and a figure flashed, Joe got in from underneath, and Ethan closed the door immediately.

Seeing the two corpses in front of him, Joe was both excited and nauseated.

Ethan put the key in his pocket, opened the SUV trunk, took out the takeaway and handed it to Joe, and said to him:

"There is surveillance in the elevator. You wear the same clothes as them. You go up with the takeaway first. There is only one person guarding it."

Joe hugged the full takeout in his arms until it covered his face.

He turned his head to Ethan and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Ethan nodded, pressed the switch of the freight elevator, and then dodged to the side to hide. Joe carried the takeaway and walked into the elevator steadily.

With a low rumbling sound, the elevator slowly ascended, and soon stopped.

Ethan leaned against the corner wall quietly, holding a dagger in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The fingertips lightly tapped on the metal sleeve of the M1911, making a rhythmic crisp sound.

Not long after, the elevator sounded again.

Ethan didn't move, and pointed the gun in his hand at the elevator entrance.

"it's me."

Joe's deep voice sounded in the elevator.

Ethan lowered his gun, walked out from the corner, and stepped into the elevator. After he entered, Joe immediately pressed the button, and the elevator slowly went up.

Ethan pulled out the magazine and checked, "Did the guy above solve it?"

Joe nodded, a few drops of blood on his suit.

The elevator stopped quickly. After the door opened, Ethan followed Joe out. Inside the table next to the elevator door, a man in a suit was putting his feet on the table.

Next to it is a monitor, and he is holding a copy of Playboy in his hand.

It's a pity that this poor guy didn't have a chance to read any more, and a hammer went deep into his Tianling Cap.

"Where are we going next?"

Joe looked at his masterpiece, sneered, and asked Ethan.

Ethan walked quickly along the corridor according to the direction given by the cigar man.

"The central control room. The person in charge here is called Channing. He usually monitors the imprisoned people in the central control room."

When passing through the doors, he could occasionally hear desperate screams from inside, and Ethan heard Joe's footsteps behind him.

Turning a corner, he bumped into a black suit head-on.

As he approached Chi Chi, the dagger in Ethan's hand stabbed out like lightning, directly into the man's mouth, and pierced out from the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)