My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 217 Break Your Legs

This slap across the face directly stunned the blue shirt.

He didn't expect a pregnant woman on the other side to dare to do something. The bald man in a black vest next to him burst into laughter when he saw him being beaten.

Blue Shirt became angry with embarrassment, and punched him with a backhand.

Before Meg could defend herself, she was punched in the face.

A strand of blood flew up, and she was knocked to the ground.

Blue Shirt touched his face and looked at Meg's stomach with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

He took two steps forward, smiled at Meg lying on the ground and said:

"This is a gift for half of Neko in your stomach, you're welcome."

"Please, don't do this."

Meg clutched her belly in horror and begged for mercy.

"Fakeyu, Bichi." Regardless of the blue shirt, he swung his big foot and poked hard at Meg's stomach.

"boom."

Just at this critical moment, gunshots rang out.

A bullet flew from a distance and hit his kneecap steadily, the huge impact instantly shattered the bone.

"what..."

The blue shirt let out a scream and shook his body.

"Bang bang bang."

The gunfire didn't stop, several bullets flew in and hit his knee one after another, a cloud of blood exploded, several consecutive shots directly broke half of his leg.

Meg was spattered with blood all over her face, and tightly closed her eyes.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the burly man in the black vest looked back in horror.

In the distance, a town policeman in a dark blue uniform, holding a pistol, was slowly walking towards them like a god of death.

As Ethan walked, he pulled the trigger, and the gunfire burst out violently.

The sudden sound of gunfire scared the surrounding crowd and fled around with their heads in their hands.

The muzzle of the gun gradually moved up, and a shot hit the blue shirt's body.

He was trembling with the gunshots, and his blue shirt quickly turned red.

The advantage of the Glock 17’s large ammunition capacity is brought into full play at this time. With 17+1 rounds of ammunition, it can continue to fire after a dozen shots.

Ethan's eyes were full of coldness, he moved the muzzle of the gun, and a shot hit the blue shirt's head.

The body of the blue shirt stopped shaking, and his eyes fell back blankly.

Ethan was excited to get the uniform for Siobhan, but unexpectedly, just after crossing the street corner, he saw an infuriating scene.

Meg lay on the ground with her things scattered all over her body.

The two people I met at the abandoned car processing plant last time were standing around her, and the guy with the swastika in the corner of his eye kicked Meg's stomach.

Ethan took out his gun without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

For those who dare to attack the family members of law enforcement officers, emptying the magazine is the only option.

When the burly man in the black vest was hesitating whether to run away or surrender on his knees, his whole body shook, and a small hole appeared on his forehead instantly.

After another few shots, all the remaining bullets in the magazine poured on him.

Matt Sharp was sitting in the car. He was the first to spot a town policeman running towards him. The moment Ethan's pistol sprayed out gunfire, he had already turned the steering wheel and frantically stepped on the accelerator to flee outside.

By the time the burly man in the vest fell backwards, the pickup truck had already sped out more than ten meters away.

Noticing that it was Matt Sharp sitting in the car, Ethan slipped the Glock into the waist holster, stretched out his hand to the holster under his ribs, and a Python revolver appeared in his hand instantly.

He chased the pickup off the road and pulled the trigger on the pickup.

"Bang bang bang..."

The six .357 Magnum bullets were fired in just over a second, and his strong arm allowed him to firmly control this powerful revolver.

The tailgate of the pickup near the driver's seat had a few holes in an instant, and the two rear tires were also blown out, but the pickup still drove forward crookedly and quickly.

Looking at the car dozens of meters away, Ethan gritted his teeth.

In the eyes of everyone nearby, he twirled the revolver back twice and tucked it back into the armpit holster.

He pulled out the Glock 17 again, ejected the empty magazine, and slapped the spare in.

After finishing this series of actions, he has already returned to Meg's side.

Ethan knelt down on one knee and brushed away the hair from Meg's face. Her face was covered with blood. When she was touched, she trembled in horror.

He held Meg's shoulders, and quickly comforted her softly:

"It's okay, I'm Ethan."

Meg slowly opened her eyes, eyes full of fear, until she saw a familiar face, she finally regained her senses.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Meg, Ethan looked around vigilantly and pressed the radio:
"Emmett, Meg was attacked at Martin Star Dry Cleaning Shop, come here quickly."

Emmett's horrified voice sounded: "Water, what are you talking about?"

"The last time three people at the abandoned car processing plant attacked Meg. She was slightly injured, but there was no major problem. A fire broke out at the scene. Two people died and one escaped."

Ethan continued: "The one who escaped was Matt Sharp."

"The dark green pickup truck, with its rear wheel blown off, fled towards the outskirts of town. I didn't drive, so hurry up."

Alma quickly replied, "I'll call an ambulance."

There was no further sound from the radio, but the screeching siren came quickly and approached with alarming speed.

Hood was the first to arrive at the scene. He didn't stop the vehicle. Under Ethan's command, he quickly chased in the direction where Matt Sharp was escaping.

Emmett and Brock rushed to the scene after running a few red lights. Emmett's eyes were full of anger when he saw the two people who had been beaten into a hornet's nest on the ground.

Seeing Meg covered in blood, his legs went limp.

Eyes flushed, the tough man wiped the blood from Meg's face in panic.

After knowing that the blood on her body was splashed by the two people next to her, Emmet was relieved. He hugged Meg tightly and looked at Ethan gratefully.

Ethan left him to look after Meg, got into Brock's car, and chased in the same direction.

When Matt Sharp stepped on the accelerator and fled frantically, he heard a pinging sound from the car body, and his first reaction was to lean over while holding the steering wheel.

He didn't sit up until the gunfire stopped.

The pickup wobbled to avoid the oncoming car, and he stepped on the gas pedal frantically.

Sharp touched his shoulder, stained with blood, the front instrument panel was broken, and the steering wheel was also broken in one place.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and bent down, otherwise he would have to explain on the spot.

"Fake."

Sharp held the steering wheel with one hand and roared angrily.

Originally, they just wanted to scare that woman, but who knew what kind of nerve Ben Du was going to get on that woman's stomach.

It just happened to be met by the police, and now it's all over.

He managed the car with difficulty and fled to the waste car processing plant. Now he can only go back to get some money and go out to avoid the limelight.

Just as he was thinking about where to go next, an Iveco suddenly rushed over from the side.

"Boom."

A loud bang.

The pickup truck was overturned to the side of the road by Iveco, and all the glass of the body was shattered.

(End of this chapter)