My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 264
Brantly patted the ledger and said seriously:

"Of course not, you are not on my account book, as long as the account is canceled."

Just when Hood breathed a sigh of relief, Brantly smiled and waved his hand: "But if you kill Quentin, you still have to learn the lessons you should have learned."

"Be careful, just don't kill him."

The latter sentence was for the bearded man, who grinned grinningly. He straightened his electric shock gloves and strode forward.

Under Hood's painful eyes, the electric shock glove hit him with a fist.

After receiving five or six punches, Hood twitched crazily, his head drooped, and he completely fainted.

The bearded man closed the electric shock gloves, stretched out his fingers and poked Hood's neck: "Boss, he has passed out, but he is still alive."

"Just live."

Brantly waved his hand indifferently, then turned to look at Ethan: "Next, please entertain Mr. Morgan."

"It's my pleasure."

The bearded man hadn't had enough yet, he showed his white teeth and walked towards Ethan.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, let the black suit wet his chest, and looked at the bearded man without fear.

But the big beard doesn't matter, after his companion walked to the other side, he slowly turned on the switches on the gloves one by one.

No matter how tough a man is, he can't hold on to his electric shock gloves.

"Quarterback, do you want to bet on how many punches you can last without peeing your pants?"

"Is there any reward?"

Ethan's tone was steady, without any fear, which surprised the bearded man. He turned around and smiled at the black suit;
"It seems that we have encountered a tough guy."

The bearded man gritted his teeth, summoned up all his strength and punched back hard.

"Snapped."

Under the shocked eyes of the few of them, the heavy fist of the bearded man was firmly held by Ethan, and his forearm was clamped tightly by a pair of big hands like a vice.

In the blink of an eye, the chair under Ethan disappeared without a trace.

As if seeing a ghost, Brantly blinked a few times in disbelief, his eyes full of bewilderment.

"Boom."

"what!!!"

Ethan kicked his knee heavily, and directly exploded the bearded man. The pain from the explosion made him collapse instantly, and he didn't even have the strength to roll over.

A violent scream sounded, bringing them back to their senses.

The black suit quickly fumbled to the back of the waist, where a pistol was stuck.

Ethan rushed forward with a stride, raised his hands high, and as if by magic, a sofa chair appeared in his hands.

"Boom."

The sofa chair fell with tremendous force and hit the black suit hard.

At the same time that the chair was torn apart, the black suit was also smashed heavily on the ground, his head was bleeding profusely, and Ethan directly blasted the tank.

"I buy coffee, how did you do it?"

Brantly was wielding his cane, trying to jump towards the desk awkwardly, but Ethan kicked him onto the single sofa.

He looked terrified and couldn't understand what he saw.

Ethan snatched the cane from his hand and stabbed hard.

"what!"

Brantly was sweating profusely. The cane pierced his palm and sank deeply into the armrest of the sofa. The high-grade sofa leather was immediately stained red with blood.

There was a taser gun on the desk, which was picked up by Ethan.

He walked quickly to the black suit and kicked him over: "You like to use a Taser, don't you?"

"puff."

There was a rattling electric shock, and the black suit immediately sang loudly.

Ethan walked over again and stomped on his neck.

"Crack it."

The sound of a broken neck bone sounded, and the eyes in the black suit dimmed.

The bearded man's neck was red, and he struggled to get up.

Ethan unceremoniously picked up the bucket on the side and poured it on him.

The arm wearing the electric shock glove was firmly grasped by Ethan, the small light on it was still glowing green, Ethan had a smile in the corner of his eyes:

"You like shock gloves, don't you?"

"no, I do not like it."

The bearded man struggled desperately, but he couldn't resist Ethan's powerful force, and the electric shock glove slowly moved under him.

In his desperate eyes, the gloves fell heavily.

He instantly turned into a prawn, trembling crazily.

Ethan grabbed his arm, and after punching him a few more times, the bearded man simply passed out.

"Mr. Brantley, it's your turn."

Ethan stood up slowly, looked at Plantley who was trying to pull out his cane, his eyes were cold.

"God, what the hell are you?"

Brantly pulled out a few times, but failed to take out the cane. Regardless of the cold sweat on his face, he shouted at Ethan excitedly.

In less than 1 minute, I changed from a high-ranking controller to a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ethan's means of breaking free, the chair that disappeared out of nowhere and then suddenly appeared in his hand, all of this was beyond his comprehension, he didn't know what kind of creature he was facing.

"Come on, don't you don't believe in God?"

Ethan reached out and pulled out the cane stuck into the armrest.

"Shet, what the hell are you?"

Brantly let out a cry of pain, sweating all over his head, his non-existent chin was lifted by Ethan's cane, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Have you ever heard of Superman?" Ethan raised his lips.

Brantly nodded quickly. Could it be that he died at the hands of aliens? It's not a loss.

"That's good, it has nothing to do with him."

"puff."

Ethan stabbed hard with his arm, the cane pierced the trachea, broke the cervical vertebrae, and even the back of the sofa was pierced by him.

With all his strength stabbed, Brantly was crucified to death on the sofa with a cane.

Ethan let go of his hand, but the delicate cane was still trembling slightly.

"The account between us is cancelled."

Ethan smiled and nodded at him.

The light in Brantly's eyes disappeared, and he was puzzled until his death.

After finishing all three of them, he quickly walked behind the desk, where a Beretta double-barreled shotgun was placed on the cabinet.

The wooden gun stock is shiny and delicate, and the body of the gun is decorated with exquisitely patterned sequins. The whole gun looks like a handicraft.

Ethan couldn't put it down immediately, and poked down the barrel, which had already been loaded with two rounds of shotgun.

There were a lot of the same ammunition in his own space, so he stopped looking for bullets, found a dagger and walked towards Hood.

His head was drooping, and he was still in a coma. The wave of electric shock just now shocked him enough.

Although he couldn't bear it just now, Ethan still waited until the time was right before making a move.

The secret of the space he carries cannot be revealed to anyone. If it is not a life-and-death crisis, he will not reveal this secret in front of others. As long as he sees it, he must clean up the future troubles.

Hood was beaten into a coma, which was better than dead.

After Ethan cut off the cable tie on his body with a dagger, he walked up to the bearded man again, and the muzzle of the double-barreled shotgun hung down.

"Boom."

A burst of fire erupted.

The black suits did the same, and they all made up a shot.

He pushed down the barrel, ejected the empty shell, reloaded the ammunition, pushed open the wooden door behind and walked out.

(End of this chapter)