My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

On the road in Las Vegas, a dusty and tattered Mercedes-Benz was driving slowly.

Pillows of smoke came out of the open car window.

It won’t work if it doesn’t pop up.

The original glass has been almost shattered by tigers.

"so."

Ethan held the steering wheel with one hand, biting a cigarette and said: "What have we gained? We understand where the tiger came from, and we also saw that Rusek was still with us at three o'clock in the morning last night."

"But what's next?"

"The sound captured by the surveillance didn't mention anything."

"I also know that someone dares to do that kind of thing to a tiger." After Allen suddenly said something, his arms quickly covered the bruised and swollen head: "You can't hit me anymore, some things were done by you."

"okay."

Atwater, who was sitting in the passenger seat, waved his hand: "Let's organize the timeline."

"Without a doubt, we went to the casino."

"Next."

He looked back at Horsted: "We went to the strip club, where Jay met the stripper Jade, and we all went to the ultimate chapel to hold a wedding for this sweet couple."

Horsted raised his middle finger.

"Next."

Da Laohei looked at Ethan, shrugged and said, "We stole a patrol car, and at Boss's suggestion, we went to Tyson's house and stole the tiger. We were going to cut it off and make wine for drinking."

Ethan raised his middle finger.

"After that, we should return to the hotel." Atwater spread his hands and asked with raised eyebrows:

"What did we miss?"

“Strip club!!!”

The other three people answered the question in unison.

This is the only place I haven't looked for yet.

"Search for the address." Ethan glanced at Atwater and ordered in a deep voice: "Now go over and look for clues, we don't have much time left!!!"

As he spoke, the lights behind him flickered.

A black Cadillac SUV roared up and crashed into the Mercedes-Benz's butt with a bang.

"Fake!"

Atwater slammed onto the bridge and let out a cry of pain.

This sudden impact.

Let the people in the car shake violently,

There was not much time left to react. Ethan only had time to step on the brakes and quickly hold the steering wheel with both hands.

The vehicle did not roll over under his strong control.

Wandering onto the sidewalk.

The silver Mercedes barely stopped next to a small store, narrowly missing the corner.

"Are you all right?"

Ethan turned around and let out a loud roar.

"I am fine."

The two people behind waved their hands.

"Asshole." Atwater covered his head and said with extreme helplessness: "What happened today!!!"

There was a big bulge on his forehead.

The Cadillac behind also stopped, and several people inside got out of the car one after another and were walking slowly towards them. In front of them was a small man wearing a white suit and white leather shoes.

Behind him were three men in black suits.

Yi Shui's big back head.

All Asian.

These tough men exuded the aura of a gangster. The owner of the convenience store recognized these as members of a Chinese gang. After being glared at, he quickly closed the curtains.

It's nothing to do with hanging up high.

This is an iron rule everywhere, especially here in Las Vegas.

Even if grenades were thrown outside, he would not touch the phone.

"Fuck Fuck." The little man in a suit and tie who took the lead stretched out his index finger and cursed loudly: "Finally, I found you bastards. I want to see where you can run to?"

"Get out of the car, especially the bastard who's driving!"

The coats of the three black suits following behind were swaying, and the guns inside were vaguely visible.

All of them had a straight face.

Fierce.

It turned out to be a gang member. Ethan said he was very scared now and looked at each other with Atwater next to him.

They all touched the back of their waists.

I have been holding back a lot of anger today, and I am worried that I have no chance to vent my anger.

In view of the sudden appearance of two strangers in the hotel, they all brought the guns in the gun cases with them when they came out. After all, no one knew what they would encounter next time.

American police officers have the habit of carrying guns when they go out.

Anyway, they are not restricted and can carry concealed guns in most places to deal with emergencies specifically targeting retaliation against law enforcement officers.

These bastards are in trouble.

The two pushed the car door open and got out of the car angrily.

"Yes, that's right."

The Asian man in a white suit raised two fingers and said proudly: "Come on, let me see what you can do, fuck Fuck!"

Three men in black suits flicked their arms and rushed forward quickly.

"Bang~"

Violent gunfire suddenly exploded, and the bricks on the sidewalk spattered clouds of smoke and dust.

The bullets that hit at high speed made three black suits and one white suit raise their legs wildly, watching in horror as the slender silver revolvers emitted clouds of gunfire.

"Come."

Ethan fired another shot at the foot of the white suit: "Say what you just said again, I didn't hear you very clearly."

Debris flew and the man sat down on the ground in fright.

Hands raised in fear.

"I was wrong."

He stared at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him and swallowed hard: "You can just take that money. We are all civilized people. There is no need to hurt our feelings for tens of thousands of dollars."

"Remember? I invited you to drink last night!!!"

After just a few shots, Ethan came in front of this guy and put the muzzle of the gun above his head.

The other three in black suits didn't dare to move.

There were two Glocks behind them, leaning on the Mercedes-Benz and aiming at them.

He thought he was here to bully someone, but he didn't know that the other party was more ferocious and shot him without even saying hello.

"Sorry, I don't remember what happened last night."

Ethan put the hot muzzle of the gun against the forehead of his white suit, curled his lips and said, "I brought a few gang members here to ram my car. Is this what you call feelings?"

"Robbing money, tens of thousands of dollars, do you think I will take it seriously?"

"Hey."

Allen bravely stepped out of the car. When he saw the white suit, he shouted excitedly: "Water, naked man, this is the guy who jumped out of the trunk today."

Changed clothes.

No, it was after putting on all the clothes that Allen could have seen him face to face, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized him at all.

With his reminder, Horsted and Rusek suddenly became furious.

The two gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

"Ah~"

"Do not fight."

"Don't be like this, please be civilized."

After a violent beating, four suits, one white and three black, faced the wall and squatted in a row with their hands on their heads. All the weapons on their bodies were removed.

"How dare you attack the police."

Ethan slapped the white suit on the head, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you strip naked and get into our trunk? Why are you so perverted?"

"abnormal?"

The white suit was so excited that he almost jumped up: "Asshole, you stripped me naked and stuffed me inside!!!" (End of Chapter)