My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

In the greeting of the patrolman.

The little fat man waved his hands and walked towards the little fat man. Their eyes collided again. One was threatening, the other was proud.

His mouth was pursed tightly, and Allen's throat rolled.

The corners of the little fat man's mouth were slightly raised, and in the end it turned into a sinister smile.

"very good."

The male patrolman nodded and handed the electric shock device in his hand to the little boy: "I can feel the murderous look in your eyes. This is what you want. This is what we do when we face criminals."

"He's threatening you, right?"

The old boy noticed the collision of their eyes and began to fan the flames: "What are you going to do? Knock him down hard, or roll back in despair."

Little Fatty took the electric shock device and aimed it with squinted eyes.

The red dot fell on the same round belly, and the muscles in Allen's face began to twitch.

However, no shots were fired.

The red dot that assists shooting continued to move downwards, reaching the crotch position.

"Great gift Shet."

The male patrolman returned to his funny nature, biting his fist and said, "I like your idea, so do you dare to pull the trigger?"

The little fat girl remembered her cell phone, smiled slightly, tilted her head and pulled the trigger hard.

"boom."

The two flying needles whizzed forward and pierced hard.

"what!!!"

The beard trembled crazily, the whole body was as hard as wood, and the little tongue trembled and fell to the side.

Many men present invariably crossed their legs.

The sound of gasping for air.

sounded one after another.

"I feel burned out."

Allen lifted up the waistband of his pants and stared inside with a dead expression: "I need to find a place, a strip club or something, to check if it can still be used."

"Snapped."

Ethan slapped him on the head: "There is a toilet next to it, you can check it as you like."

"I'll go make a call."

"Damn, now all the clues have been interrupted, we need to find a way to delay the time, hoping to find Rusek before tomorrow morning."

While at the police station, I got a piece of news from a male patrol officer.

That was the Mercedes-Benz convertible that they found on the Las Vegas Strip last night and was moved to the impound lot by a towing company.

Several people quickly came over to fight.

One needs transportation, and the other also wants to check if there are any new clues in the car.

Although the whereabouts of Rusek were not obtained from the stripper, at least the two troublesome problems of Amber Alert and patrol car were solved.

Three guys were left limp and weak.

He took out his cell phone and walked aside.

The location where several people were located was a bungalow at the vehicle impound lot.

The sun is hot.

Standing under the awning, they were all covered in heat and sweat, waiting here for the people from the towing company to drive the Mercedes convertible over.

The phone rang a few times and was quickly connected.

"Hey."

The voice on the other side was a little lazy, and Eileen seemed to be in a very good mood:
  "Are you on your way back?"

"not yet."

Ethan walked to the back of the bungalow to avoid the noisy sound of passing vehicles: "We were eating a buffet in the hotel. We just got up. You know, we just experienced a wild night."

"Hey, give me the phone."

A noisy voice sounded from the opposite side, and soon it was replaced by Wendy: "Ethan, please, when will you guys come back?"

"Where's Rusek? Why do my calls to him always go to voicemail?"

"Haha."

Ethan held the phone and laughed heartily: "Don't you know how drunk that guy is?"

"Still drunk."

"It's like this, that guy Allen is addicted to playing, and he doesn't want to leave so soon, so we have no choice but to stay in Las Vegas for one more night today." The blame was thrown, one after another.

He calmed down and continued: "You also know Allen, we can't persuade him at all."

"Waterfa?"

Wendy's voice suddenly became excited: "The wedding is tomorrow morning, and now you tell me that I have to stay in Las Vegas for one night?"

"Give Alan the phone and I'll talk to him."

"Please."

Ethan exclaimed to the side: "Why are you vomiting? I told you not to drink so much!!!"

"Fake!"

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

"Ow~"

Allen and the others cooperated very well and let out a burst of exclamations and screams in front of the house.

wrong.

Why is there screaming.

"Damn it, Atwater vomited. Don't worry, he will definitely be back tomorrow."

Ethan quickly explained and hung up the phone.

Go back to where you were.

He looked ahead with dull eyes, and saw a short, bald man with black hair, running away at a sprint speed of [-] meters. The sunlight fell on the white buttocks, which was a bit dazzling.

In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared from sight.

"Waterfa?"

Looking at the three guys lying on the gravel ground, he exclaimed.

All it takes is a phone call.

A naked man appeared, and these guys were beaten to the ground. Anyone who saw it would be confused.

"Follow."

Allen covered his lower body with one hand, pressed his nose with the other, and roared with a red face:

"Don't let that guy get away."

"damn it."

Ethan spread his legs and quickly chased after the naked man just now.

But when he ran to the place where the other person disappeared, the guy had already disappeared without a trace. In desperation, he had no choice but to return quickly and spread his hands towards the three people who were leaning against the Mercedes-Benz:

"Waterfa?"

"Damn it, I'm bleeding." Allen burst into tears and cried bitterly:
  "I need to go to the hospital."

Nosebleeds dripped between his fingers.

"Fake."

Horsted kicked his feet hard on the ground a few times and covered his head in excitement: "Damn it, what did we do last night."

A wisp of blood slid down quietly.

There was a crowbar thrown on the ground next to him, with a little blood stains on it.

"Let's check the car."

Atwater sat on the ground holding his stomach and said feebly: "Alan heard movement in the trunk and thought it was Rusek locked inside, so he opened it."

"result."

Allen took the words and said with tears: "There is an Asian man with no clothes on inside."

"Come up and kick my brother."

"I used a crowbar and hit my nose again. I didn't even realize what was going on. Damn it, why is my brother not feeling at all!!!"

"asshole!"

Horsted let go of the hand covering his head and yelled frantically: "A naked man jumped out of the trunk. No one could have expected such a thing. He hit me with a stick and threw the crowbar at me." Atwater.”

"Can anyone tell me what happened???"

I was confused enough.

We had just sorted out the baby and the patrol car, and now a naked man ran out of the trunk of the car.

thought here.

He waved his arms angrily and hit the car hard. (End of chapter)