My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 28 Small Gold Watch and Big Chain

Looking at the scene in front of them, several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Blake stopped, thinking of New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina in 05.

After the hurricane and floods, New Orleans directly entered a state of disorder, with countless mobs burning, killing, looting, killing women, and having gun battles with the police in front of the National Guard and the police.

Although I was prepared in my heart that someone would take advantage of the fire to rob, but I didn't expect the earthquake to pour out these dregs so quickly.

After those black buddies came out of the luxury store, they immediately saw Black with a strong figure. After they glanced at each other, they walked over with red eyes.

Blake took a few steps back in horror, and Ollie hid behind Ben Taylor.

Ben Taylor pretended to be calm, and said in a trembling voice: "Listen, we don't want to cause any trouble. We haven't seen anything. Can you let us go?"

A bald and strong man wearing a flower scarf tossed the pistol in his hand left and right, revealing his golden front teeth. "Of course, we just have a small request."

"If you have any requirements, just say, I still have a few hundred dollars with me, and I can give them all to you."

Trembling, Ben Taylor took out the wallet from his pocket, opened the wallet to reveal the colorful banknotes inside, and then carefully threw it at the feet of the scarf man.

"We don't need money, just let this little girl play with our brothers for a while."

The man in the scarf touched his bald head, showed off the big gold chain hanging around his neck, and said with a wicked smile.

The three people standing behind him nodded repeatedly, looking at Black, their saliva was about to flow down, and one of them was even more outrageous, and had already lifted a bag.

Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, his sweat-wet hair hung down on his forehead, looking very sunny and handsome.

"What are you laughing at?"

The crooked old Hei looked at Ethan's handsome face with an uneasy expression, and the knife in his hand was about to move.

Ethan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and quickly pulled out the M1911 from his back waist. Under the horrified eyes of several people on the opposite side, the black muzzle shot out sparks.

In the case of "bang bang bang" shooting at close range, Ethan missed every shot.

He knew that this kind of thing would happen, so what he took out of the space today was the drug dealer's M1911, and it was stress-free to use.

Looking distressed at the small gold watch and the big chain that fell to the ground, he walked forward over several corpses.

Although there is no psychological pressure for him to be black and black, there are still a few people behind him, and image problems, sometimes he still needs to pay attention.

After walking a few steps, Ethan didn't hear the people behind him following him, so he turned his head and urged, "Hurry up, otherwise something unexpected will happen later."

Hearing Ethan's urging voice, Black and the others woke up and hurried to follow.

"Ethan, aren't you a SWAT?" Ollie asked curiously.

"No, I'm the town police."

Ethan took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit the lighter with a click.

"I don't believe it." Ollie pouted unhappily.

"You saved my life for the second time, I don't know what to say." Black wrapped his coat tightly with lingering fear.

"Don't care about this kind of thing, let's talk about it after you survive, you don't know what will happen later"

Gunshots sounded nearby from time to time. Ethan clenched his pistol tightly and looked around vigilantly. The line of zero-dollar purchases gradually increased.

Under the guidance of Oli, everyone came to a shop, and the rolling gate had been destroyed.

Ethan looked around, the store was empty, the glass counter was smashed, and all valuables had been looted.

He widened the opening from the side of the rolling gate, motioning for several people to drill in.

Entering the store, Black immediately commanded: "What we are looking for is the old-fashioned phone, the one connected to the wire. Now all mobile phones should not be able to be used."

Ollie puts the San Francisco guidebook back in his backpack "How do you know this stuff?"

"My dad taught me, he works for the Los Angeles Fire and Rescue Department."

Blake said proudly, then stretched out his hand to scratch Ollie's nose, and several people rummaged through the shop.

"I found it, is it this?" Ollie rushed to the corner.

"Yes, you are amazing." Blake picked up the microphone, heard the blind voice, happily grabbed Ollie, and kissed him heavily on the forehead, Ollie's face flushed instantly.

Seeing that he had found the communication tool, Ethan walked out of the shop with a cigarette in his mouth. The outside became more and more chaotic. Thick smoke billowed as far as the eye could see, and sirens blared across the sky.

After rubbing his empty belly, he walked into the alley next to him and took out four roasted pork lunch boxes from the space.

Walking back with the boxed lunch, Ben Taylor was sticking his head out through the gap in the rolling shutter, and he was relieved to see Ethan appear.

"I thought you left us alone."

It's so chaotic outside now, and Ethan with a gun is the only force around them. Ben Taylor thinks of the scene just now, and his legs are a little weak. He is alone with a child and a big beauty. know what to do.

"I went to the side to find something to eat." Ethan raised the bag in his hand.

"Great." Ollie got out from Ben Taylor's waist, grabbed the bag and went back to the shop.

After so long tossing and tossing, the few people were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. They sat around on the ground of the shop and opened all the lunch boxes.

Seeing the oily roasted goose leg, everyone moved their index fingers, even Blake grabbed the goose leg and began to bite.

After eating the goose legs, everyone slowed down a little, picked up the spoons, and kept sending the rest of the food to their mouths.

Fortunately, the considerate owner of the barbecue restaurant saw that Ethan was a foreigner, and prepared a bunch of spoons, otherwise Ben Taylor and the others would have to eat with their hands.

After eating, Blake handed Ethan a bottle of mineral water, which they had just found in the corner of the shop.

"Have you contacted your family?" Ethan unscrewed the bottle cap.

"It has been contacted. My family asked us to go to a nearby highland. There is a building called Coit Tower. My dad is in charge of air rescue for the Los Angeles Rescue Team. He is now driving a rescue helicopter to San Francisco. "

"We'll meet up there, and we'll be fine soon." Black happily pulled the phone line and handed the receiver to Ethan. "You also call your family, they will definitely be very worried about you."

"No, thank you, I'm the only one." Ethan smiled lightly and pushed the microphone away.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Blake held the microphone in his hand and said awkwardly.

"It's okay, by the way, let's look in the store to see if there is anything that can be used." Ethan screwed on the bottle cap and stood up "Ollie, is there any information about Coit Tower in your travel guide book?" Location."

After eating and drinking, Ollie regained his vitality, jumped up and waved his hand, "Yes, Sir, I have found a place just now."

"Okay, then let's hurry up, the next target is Coit Tower."

(End of this chapter)