My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 182 Harlem

Harlem is in the northern part of Manhattan, and the majority of people living here are of African descent.

Dragons and snakes are mixed here, and law and order are chaotic.

Especially in the few neighborhoods with the worst economy, gang members are basically the people who hang out on the streets at night.

It was in such a chaotic neighborhood that a classic yellow car slowly drove over.

Ethan looked out of the car, and from time to time he could see homeless people curled up in cardboard boxes to keep warm on the street.

In the same city, sometimes the distance of a block is like the difference between heaven and hell.

Unlike the cleanliness of the bustling area, there is garbage everywhere.

The coquettish Liu Ying stood under the street lamp and waved to him, shaking her huge buttocks from time to time.

Ethan expressed his disinterest in this kind of body with unusually plump thighs and buttocks like a millstone, and quickly turned his eyes away.

There are still some cars passing by here from time to time, and groups of black buddies gather at the corner of the street.

A small number of people hung big gold chains around their necks, and most of them were wearing AJs and trousers hanging loosely, with the trousers inside exposed.

On the street, there is a smell of leaves everywhere.

"These are drug dealers, and every street corner is a site." Jaber introduced.

"Believe it or not, every street corner here is paid for by human life."

Ethan nodded. He noticed a car stopped at the corner of the street ahead, and a little black man went up to meet him. After talking to the people in the car, he took the money and threw a small bag of things into it.

The car didn't turn off at all, and left quickly.

Jia Bo continued with a cigarette in his mouth, "For ordinary people, as long as they don't get out of the car in these places, their basic safety can still be guaranteed."

"These gang members also need to maintain the tranquility of the street so as not to affect the business."

"But if you go deeper, it's hard to say, and you may encounter anything."

Different from the bustling streets outside, it was deserted and deserted inside. Looking at the black buddies wandering on the street, Ethan understood why Jabo asked Jonny to come and drive.

Wait, if no one is in the car, it is estimated that someone will steal it in less than a minute.

The vehicle continued to move forward, passing a basketball court from time to time, where the game was in full swing, completely ignoring the occasional gunshot from a distance.

Ethan sat up straight and tidied up the soft body armor that Jonny brought over just now.

The vehicle stopped in front of an old apartment building that was only four stories high. Jonny got out of the car first, went to the back and took out the bag containing the firearms, and then returned to the car.

Ethan tugged on the glove, then opened the bag.

The sling of the Uzi slung over the shoulder and was covered by a wide baseball jacket, the Glock 17 was inserted in the lower back, and the spare magazine was tucked into the trouser pocket.

He picked up the translucent soft rubber mask and looked at the apartment building next to him. The outer wall was dilapidated, sprayed with various gang graffiti, and the street was deserted.

"What are we going to do, we can't go in and kill everyone in this building?"

Jia Bo took the bag and took out the remaining guns: "There is no surveillance camera connected to the Internet in the building, so we can only go in and look for him."

"A Ukrainian should not be hard to find in a place where black people gather"

Ethan nodded and looked at Johnny: "Is it okay for you to be here alone?"

Johnny pulled out a Colt M1911 from his waist and shook it in his hand.

Ethan smiled, being able to hang out with Jaber, who often helps him transport guns, is not a good person.

He put on a translucent soft rubber mask, opened the car door and walked out.

This kind of soft rubber mask does not make people think that this person is wearing a mask from a distance, but when viewed up close, it looks like a mosaic, and it is light and fit on the face.

Jia Bo got out of the car immediately, the two looked around, walked forward quickly, and pushed open the door of the apartment.

As soon as he entered the door, Ethan pulled out the Glock 17 from his back waist.

The lobby on the first floor is quiet, and the reception area in the middle has become a place where debris is piled up. Next to it is a wide staircase that keeps turning upwards.

Ethan led the way up the stairs to the second floor, which was in the middle of the building.

There are aisles on the left and right sides, and there are two doors on each side.

"Fakeyu, Bichi."

A door on the left was opened, and a big black man in a vest opened the door cursingly and walked out.

"This little Nige doesn't even know if it's my seed, so I'll give you half a day to pack up and get out."

Da Laohei slammed the door shut, turned around angrily, and raised his hands neatly.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, he didn't even blink:
"Look, I didn't do what happened to Red Jack, I have kids and for God's sake don't let the kids lose their fathers."

Ethan held Glock and shook his head.

Da Laohei immediately obediently took out the key, opened the door, and walked in slowly.

Inside the room sat a black woman with an afro head and a big red coat, with her back to the door, on the phone:

"Martin, it's no use."

"My cousin doesn't believe it's his. I'll try again when I go to Joey's."

"Fakeyu, you are really a bitch."

Da Laohei immediately forgot about the person behind him, and began to curse excitedly.

The afro was taken aback immediately, she hung up the phone in a hurry, turned around and said softly, "Honey, I said this on purpose to annoy you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the face of the person standing behind Da Laohei change drastically, and her mouth opened wide.

"Mare Falke, if you dare to scream, I'll put a bullet in your mouth."

Jabo flashed in from behind, pointed a gun at her and said.

The afro immediately shut his mouth tightly, and raised his hands in a swish.

After a while, Jia Bo opened the door a crack, paying attention to the movement outside.

Ethan sat on the sofa and looked at the two people who were tied to the legs of the table by him: "I ask, you answer, can you cooperate?"

"can."

"no problem."

The two people who were tied up nodded hurriedly.

"Is there a Ukrainian living in this building?" Ethan put his hands on his legs, the muzzle of his gun hanging down.

Hearing that he was not looking for trouble for himself, Da Laohei breathed a sigh of relief:

"I don't know which one you want to ask?"

Ethan glanced at Jaber, and then continued to ask, "You mean more than one?"

"Yes." Afro hurriedly answered: "There are four of them."

Da Laohei also rushed to answer, and said enviously: "They are usually very noisy, drinking and courting prostitutes all day long.".

"Which floor do they live on?"

"Fourth floor, two rooms on the right."

"how do you know?"

Da Laohei sneered and said: "You know this, they spend their days drinking and drinking, I want to help them share it."

Ethan was speechless, this guy actually talked about stealing so freshly and refinedly.

The afro wearing a red coat looked at Da Laohei with contempt on his face: "The result is that you were beaten up by others, right?"

"It's agreed not to mention this." Da Laohei was anxious.

Ethan raised the muzzle of the gun, and the two became honest again. "One last question, what physical characteristics do they have?"

Da Laohei blinked his eyes and thought for a while, his eyes lit up, the person who hit him the hardest had a spider tattoo on his neck, and he quickly mentioned this characteristic.

Sure it was Orek, Ethan nodded, picked up the fruit knife on the table next to him and threw it in front of them.

"I suggest you cut the rope after 10 minutes."

　Thank you b^-^d brother for the reward, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)