My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 268 What Box Are You In?

Jia Bo didn't expect such a good thing, so he quickly jumped up from the sofa.

After Ethan changed into his clothes, the two walked out the door with their shoulders crossed, to explore the mysteries of the universe together.

Coming to Savoy, he didn't bother to join in the fun outside the dance floor.

He beckoned the waitress and asked for a large private box. The waitress was an old acquaintance, and seeing the casual clothes he was wearing, she pretended not to notice the gun holster hanging around his waist.

Ethan and Jaber have not come here once or twice, knowing that they are big customers, under the arrangement of the waiter, drinks are brought in non-stop.

In addition to the drinks, there was a knock on the door soon.

Three strippers in sexy uniforms walked in tremblingly, all of them were fair-skinned and beautiful, pure and natural.

Jabo wasn't disappointed either, he was already drinking a cocktail surrounded by handsome men.

Satisfied, Ethan took out a Franklin card and handed it to the waitress.

Opening his arms, two blonde girls rushed over with a fragrant wind, and another person opened the wine on the table and began to indulge in carnival.

As the night darkened, outside the club, an old pickup truck slowly stopped.

Several people in the car were nervously checking the guns in their hands. After all, it was the first time for them, and everyone, including Tommy, had sweaty palms.

But none of them backed down, and none of them wanted to be a coward at the last moment.

"Listen, going in, our main target is Proctor, if he's not there, it's ruining the club."

Tommy pulled the bolt and said fiercely:

"We must make Proctor know that the Red Bones Gang is not easy to mess with, and I, Tommy Littlestone, am not easy to mess with either."

The others nodded silently, their eyes were full of excitement and madness, and their breathing became hot.

Tommy slammed open the car door, hid the AK rifle behind him, and swaggered towards the entrance of Savoy Gentlemen's Club.

The car door slammed, and the other three quickly followed.

The security personnel at the gate never expected that someone would dare to make plans for Proctor's place.

Seeing four half-sized aborigines wearing vests walking towards them, the security guard extinguished the matches in his hand and asked with a cigarette in his mouth:

"Please show me your ID, thank you."

He has seen a lot of people who want to sneak in with fake documents to see the world, but the security guard didn't notice the fierce look in the person's eyes.

Tommy raised his arm and raised the AK to the head of the security guard:

"This is my ID card, can you see it?"

The cigarette fell to the ground, and the security guard said forcefully, "This is Proctor's place, what do you want to do?"

"boom."

It's okay not to mention it, but when Proctor was mentioned, Tommy pulled the trigger immediately.

The bullet tore open the skull and burrowed into the wall behind.

"Pooh."

Tommy spat on the corpse on the ground: "I killed Proctor."

Several other people saw Tommy making a move, and immediately rushed inside excitedly. Before the ticket sales bunny girl had time to raise the alarm, she was pointed at her head by several bright gun barrels.

She had no choice but to raise her hands, and walked into the club under the coercion of Tommy and the others.

As soon as they walked in, they were stunned by the scene of feasting and feasting inside. Most of the members of the Red Bones Gang were at the bottom of the Chino Tribe, and they had seen such scenes there.

On the dance floor in the middle, several curvaceous and sexy girls are dancing around a few steel pipes accompanied by music.

On their bodies, there was only a small piece of cloth left.

Cun Tou's eyes were straightened, and the jeans suddenly bulged.

"Can you have a chance?"

Tommy slapped him on the back of the head, then picked up the AK and frantically pulled the trigger against the ceiling.

"Da da da."

Bullets flew randomly, the spotlights above were slammed, and the glass shattered and fell like raindrops.

The sudden gunshots caused everyone inside to panic.

The screams kept ringing out, and the guest who was waving the banknotes excitedly just now fell to the ground in an instant, letting the glass shards hit him, not daring to make any movements.

The strippers on the dance floor also looked at the door in horror and got down one after another.

Tommy and his group quickly dispersed with long and short guns.

At this time, a black suit suddenly stood up.

A pistol flashed in his hand, and he was about to fire at the flowered turban.

"Da da da."

Tommy quickly turned his gun around, and the AK in his hand shot out flames, shooting the security guard who dared to stand out into a cloud of blood.

The flower turban broke out in cold sweat, and immediately picked up the M4 in his hand. As long as it was a person in a black suit, a few bullets would fly past.

"what!"

All of a sudden, there was loud gunshots and screams, and the casino turned into a Shura field.

"Go and see the back room, don't let anyone get away." Tommy quickly changed the magazine, and at the same time excitedly directed Bunny to walk to the back.

He fired two more shots at the security personnel who fell on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Everyone, come here and squat over here."

Ethan was looking at the colorful spotlights on the ceiling, letting a few slender hands grope around him.

The blonde lap dancer is so good, her ass is writhing wildly.

He took a sip of whiskey comfortably, good guy, his soul seemed to be ground to fly.

At this moment, there was a faint gunshot outside.

Everyone in the box stopped moving. Living in this country, you can be insensitive to anything, but this voice is engraved deep in your soul.

"Bang bang bang."

Another burst of gunshots rang out one after another, causing the people in the box to cry out in horror.

Ethan quickly put the blonde beauty on his body aside, and pulled the Glock out from the holster around his waist.

The people inside remembered that there was a town policeman beside them, and heaved a sigh of relief.

However, there are still more vigilant people who sneak into the corner of the box.

Everyone has a way of survival, and when you don't know what the situation is, it might be a good way to hide.

Ethan looked at Jaber who was on the side: "Do you have a gun?"

"No."

Jia Bo also stood up, and said with a depressed face, "Who's crazy like you? You still have to carry a gun when you come out to play."

He has already been groped all over by several girls, otherwise, he can take a pistol to Jia Bo from the space.

There is no other way now, so he had to hand over a wine bottle:
"Then you stay in the room, and I'll go out to see what's going on."

"Okay, be careful."

Jia Bo took the bottle and rolled his eyes, thinking how lucky he was that he finally came out to play, and still encountered a shooting incident.

Ethan weighed the pistol, grabbed the door handle, and was about to go out.

"Buzzing."

At this moment, the phone vibrates.

He had to let go of the door handle and take out his phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Brock's nervous voice crackled:

"Ethan, I'm Brock."

"Listen, there was a hostage-taking incident at the Gentlemen's Club in Savoy. It was estimated that there were four gunmen and more than 20 civilians trapped inside. Come here quickly."

Ethan scratched his face and coughed: "What box are you in?"

On the other end of the phone, after a moment of silence, Brock relaxed his tone:
"I'm in box 3."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Ethan hung up the phone and nodded to Jabo.

He raised his pistol and carefully opened the door, bent over and dodged out.

(End of this chapter)