My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 12 Arrest
Waving away the mosquitoes around them, Ethan and Emmett fumbled towards the back door one after the other.

Turning around the corner, he saw that there was only a man in a black jacket guarding the back door. He kept flicking the phone screen left and right with his fingers, showing a wretched smile.

Ethan gestured to Emmett, put the gun back into the holster, and approached from the side with light steps.

Emmet looked around with his gun, wary.

A few meters away from the door, the guard heard footsteps and looked up at Ethan, but it was too late to issue any warning.

The moment Ethan raised his head, he accelerated and rushed over, hitting the guard's ear with a pendulum.

The mobile phone slipped from the guard's hand quietly, and the battle was in full swing on the screen.

Ethan took out the handcuffs from his belt and handcuffed the stunned guard. Emmet also ran over in small steps. The two guarded the back door together, waiting for Hood to issue an action notice.

"You really don't act like a rookie." Emmet looked at Ethan.

"Who knows, maybe I have a talent for this job."

Ethan grabbed a piece of grass at random, put the grass stem in his mouth and bit it slowly, and pressed his hand on the slightly trembling wooden door from the noise, ready to go in.

"There is a problem inside, call an ambulance, come in and control the situation."

Not long after, the radio on his shoulder rang, and Hood's voice came from the loud music.

Ethan and Emmett looked at each other, opened the back door and rushed in.

Even though he had prepared himself, Ethan was shaken the moment he entered.

The sound waves from the speakers made his heart beat faster, and he could feel his hair vibrating with the sound of the music.

The barn is full of teenagers dressed in avant-garde and cool clothes. Men and women are waving colorful fluorescent sticks in their hands, dancing crazily to the music.

Ethan looked at Emmett, who opened his mouth and shouted at him, but the voice was drowned in the sound waves, and he couldn't get through at all, so he had to point to the equipment next to the DJ booth.

Ethan made a gesture of acceptance, walked quickly to the side of the DJ booth, glanced around, grabbed a few wires and pulled them out forcefully.

After unplugging the power cord, the barn instantly became quiet, but there were still quite a few people who had obviously taken drugs and were still shaking their heads.

Brock and Siobhan had already entered through the front door. When he heard the music stop, Brock immediately turned on the loudspeaker in his hand and shouted into the barn:

"We are the Banshee Town Police Station. All the people inside should not move around. Please accept the inspection in an orderly manner."

As soon as the voice fell, the crowd raised a hand holding a gun, aiming at the ceiling "bang bang bang" and fired.

As the gunfire rang out, the crowd exploded and screamed everywhere.

Some people skillfully knelt down on the spot with their heads in their hands, while others ran outside in panic, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

The dealers who organized the party also shot the ceiling from time to time, trying to create more chaos so that they could escape.

Ethan pushed through the running crowd and wanted to catch up, but was spotted by a man in a suit, who pointed a pistol at Ethan and shot him.

"This is Hansen?" Ethan quickly hid behind a pillar.

The bullet hit the pillar and splashed a cloud of sawdust. Ethan felt a sharp pain in his ears, and the people around him fell to the ground in fright.

"Irrelevant personnel, all lie on the ground and don't move around." Siobhan tried to control the situation.

Ethan took a rough look at the bullet hole on the pillar, and reached out his hand to touch his ear. He was relieved, the ear was still there, but there was still some blood on his hand.

"Ethan, are you okay?" Brock ran to him to check and said, "It's just a scratch, a few wooden thorns."

"I'm fine, I'll deal with it later, you go and help Siobhan."

Ethan pushed Brock away, wiped off the sweat on his hands due to nervousness, and quickly chased after Glock 17 tightly.

A few dealers hurried out of the gap in the wooden wall, and Hood also ran over from the side, and the two of them fired continuously at the dealers in front of them.

The dealers returned their shots from time to time, and fled in all directions. In a panic, one of the dealers stepped on the ground and fell into the pond behind the barn.

Hood threw away the empty gun in his hand, and flew forward, and the two wrestled in the pond.

Ethan didn't stop to support, passed Hood, and looked for Hansen to chase after him.

"Just shoot me, right?"

"bang bang bang"

Although the accurate head was terribly lowered when running fast, Ethan kept firing because of the large amount of ammunition loaded.

A scream sounded, and Hansen clutched his thigh and fell to the ground.

Hansen endured the pain, and crawled towards the dropped pistol with hands and feet. Ethan hurried behind him, stepped on his hand that wanted to touch the gun, and poked his right foot in the stomach like lightning.

Hansen suddenly rolled over as if he had been electrocuted. Veins popped up on his forehead, his mouth was wide open, and his little tongue was trembling wildly, but he couldn't howl.

"Forget it, let me help you." Seeing how uncomfortable he was, Ethan leaned over and turned him over, grabbed his arm and broke it hard.

With a crisp sound of "click", Hansen finally howled, tears and snot running down his nose.

After Ethan handcuffed him, he patted the wound on Hansen's thigh.

"Look, it's much more comfortable to call out, don't thank me."

"Fuck, you can't do this, I'm going to ask a lawyer to sue you for bankruptcy."

"No problem, I believe you have a chance."

Hearing a few more gunshots from behind, Ethan hurriedly wiped the blood off his hands on the grass, picked up Hansen and walked back.

"Don't shoot, it's me."

Seeing Emmett standing nervously by the pond, Ethan shouted loudly.

Hearing a familiar voice, Emmet put the gun down.

"what happened?"

"This man ran back to save others, but I stopped him." Emmett checked the people on the ground, and saw that he could only vent his anger.

Hood also pushed away the corpse that had just been used as a shield, and he was almost killed back to the carbine.

"This man seems to be in charge. I caught him."

He pushed Hansen to Emmett, then reached out and pulled Hood up from the pool.

Back in the barn, seeing the mess inside, Ethan took a break and went outside to light a cigarette.

After smoking, Ethan struggled to drag the corpse in the pond ashore.

Just then, Tifa and her friend Beatty came out of the barn, followed by Hood and Brock, who were arguing about something.

For this little girl, he really didn't like him at all. Ethan didn't come to Brock until Hood drove away.

"Can you believe it? He just beat up a handcuffed suspect in front of a dozen people."

Brock waved his arms excitedly: "He's going to get us all in trouble."

"Okay, don't take it to heart, he is responsible for any problems, isn't he?" He wouldn't be surprised by anything Hood did, and Ethan patted Brock on the shoulder, "Let's go, there are a lot of things to do What to do."

In the evening, after returning to the residence to take a shower, Ethan wiped his wet hair with a towel and went to the living room, and found a business card.

The ear was rubbed with a towel, and there was still a bit of burning pain. Ethan took out his phone and called, despite it being late at night.

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