My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 21 Ambush
Back at Siobhan's house, Ethan unceremoniously took two bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, handed a bottle to Siobhan, sat comfortably on the sofa with another bottle of beer, and drank half of the bottle in one go.

"You're not being polite at all."

Siobhan took off his duty belt, hung it heavily on the hook on the wall, and took a sip from the bottle.

"You are their number one target now. You must be careful. Fortunately, you are not at the scene today. Otherwise, I really don't know what will happen. There are too many people at the scene and it is too chaotic. There is not much we can do."

"I know, I'm just angry, you know? The hospital report came out, and the dragged Bessie Denton had three fractures in his jaw alone." Siobhan held the beer bottle tightly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely catch them."

Ethan wanted to divert Siobhan's attention, so he looked up and saw a few photos hanging on the wall, so he got up curiously and walked over.

In the photo, a baby version of Siobhan is hugged and smiles happily at the camera, holding a Minnie Mouse balloon in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to have freckles when you were a child, but you are still beautiful." Ethan joked.

"That was when I was in elementary school. After begging for a long time, my parents were willing to take me to Disneyland. That was the happiest time in my life."

"But now there are only a few photos left." Siobhan sighed softly, "You should go, there are so many things to do today, I'm afraid they will be too busy."

Ethan looked at the photo, hesitated for a moment and said:

"You have also seen what happened today. They are coming back for revenge. Before the matter is resolved, it is too dangerous for you to stay at home alone. Come with me and stay with me for one night."

Siobhan didn't even think about it, and immediately refused, "This is my house, where I was born, and I won't leave. I have a gun, and I can protect myself."

"Then it's impossible for me to let you here alone. Well, I won't leave either. Your sofa is very comfortable. Do you mind if I rest here tonight?"

Ethan looked at her stubborn eyes, so he had to change his method.

"Even if I keep you overnight someday in the future, it won't be to seek your protection." After Siobhan finished speaking excitedly, he realized what he had said, and picked up the beer bottle awkwardly, "You go, I want take a break."

Ethan couldn't say anything more, "That's fine, I'll go first, and I'll come to see you at night."

"You don't need to come here, but after you get off work at night, you can call me to confirm my situation. I should not have slept at that time."

Siobhan's voice was still a little nervous. She flicked her braids, turned her head and looked out the window with wide eyes, knowing that she might be sought for revenge, and it was impossible not to be nervous.

"Okay, no problem, then I'm leaving."

After leaving Siobhan's house, he did not choose to return to the police station to work.

Instead, I went home and took a quick shower, checked the equipment, put on a Ford F150 and came to a place less than 50 meters from Siobhan's house.

Backed the car behind the bushes, rolled down the windows and turned off the car.

This road is the only way to get to Siobhan's house. As long as the motorcycle party comes to Siobhan's house to take revenge, he will definitely be discovered by him immediately.

Ethan took out the M4A1 from the space. After checking that there was no problem, he put it in the co-pilot's handy place. The guns he bought at the gun shop last time have been reported to the police station, and there is no problem in using them for duty.

Since joining the job, Siobhan has always been kind to him. He decided not only to protect Siobhan today, but also to guard the house full of memories for her. Siobhan is unwilling to leave the house, probably because she is afraid that those people will take her house vent.

After getting ready, Ethan lit a cigarette and tapped his fingers lightly on M4A1.

The sky turned dark quickly, and he got out of the car to exercise every once in a while, and waited quietly in the car at other times.

Siobhan's house has been lit with warm lights, and she can be seen busy in the kitchen from a distance.

Not long after, the smell of frying steak came faintly, and Ethan greedily inhaled the scent, then picked up the cold sandwich and took a big bite viciously.

Ethan yawned and raised his hand to glance at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the road was still quiet, occasionally passing a pickup truck.

In Siobhan's house, only the living room is lit, and the faint sound of the TV can be heard from time to time. Ethan listened to the rushing music and smiled. I didn't expect Siobhan to like it. Watch the haste.

Opening the car door, he found a bush to drain the water, raised his head boredly and looked around, and a few lights shot over from the distance of the road.

He didn't pay attention at first, but the lights went out quickly, and only the dull sound of the engine was heard.

Ethan felt something was wrong, so he shook quickly, zipped up and grabbed the M4A1 on the co-pilot.

Soon, under the cold moonlight, several Harley motorcycles approached slowly like ghosts. The riders were all wearing standard leather jackets and colorful turbans on their heads.

The one in the front is the man in glasses who took the lead in making trouble at today's celebration.

"The gang of motorcycle gangs came to Siobhan for revenge, so hurry up and support them."

It is the basic practice of the American police to call for backup immediately when encountering gangsters. Although he has the confidence to take down these gangsters, he still needs to call for backup. Otherwise, others will think that you are out of your mind. sick.

Let go of the radio, and the motorcycle party has arrived not far away.

Ethan didn't bother to issue a warning, and directly pressed the M4A1 on his shoulder. The next moment, violent flames spurted from the muzzle of the gun.

As the gunshots rang out, the man in glasses who was driving the car at the front groaned a few times, a few clouds of blood exploded from his chest, and then he and the car overturned to the ground.

The sudden blow caused the people behind to avoid it, only to see bullets pouring down like raindrops, and another person's head exploded with blood.

In desperation, the remaining three people put the car down one after another. After rolling a few times on the ground, dizzy, they took out pistols from their bodies and aimed at the gunfire to fight back.

But under the strong firepower of the M4A1, the few of them didn't care about aiming at all, and the shooting accuracy was so low that they didn't know where the bullets flew.

As soon as the magazine was emptied, Ethan quickly lowered the muzzle of his gun, bent down and hurriedly retreated behind the F150. His car was not equipped with bulletproof steel plates. Although the bullet would reduce its power after penetrating, he didn't want to gamble on his luck.

After shifting the position, he unloaded the empty magazine, took out the spare magazine from the space and quickly replaced it.

At the same time, Ethan noticed that the lights in the house behind had been turned off, and he quickly put his finger in his mouth and blew a loud whistle before shouting.

"Siobhan, I'm on the car's side, watch for crossfire."

(End of this chapter)