My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 330

Since communicating with Trez last time, Booth also told him his operation plan in detail.

No way, I took other people's money, so naturally I have to communicate clearly
Especially the money from Mexican drug lords is not so easy to get.

That's why Trez also knew about Booth finding a scapegoat. The success of the plan now depends on that person. If he can't handle that person, his money will be thrown into the sea.

"Mr. Tres, please don't worry, I almost caught him today." At this time, the man in the leather coat also came over:

"Now that we have grasped important clues, we will soon be able to find the whereabouts of that person."

Booth simply got up and moved out of the way.

His mind is in a mess now, and it is definitely not an ordinary person who can bypass the guards with guns, the power grid, and the monitor.

I had many opponents, and for a while, I couldn't confirm the target.

There was a smile on Trez's face. He knew the man in the leather jacket, and he was Booth's right-hand man.

He beckoned, and the person with the laptop brought the screen to Trez.

He held out a finger:
"At the scene of the assassination, this is the first time that so many of you let one person run away."

Trez stretched out his second finger with a sneer on his face:
"I almost caught him today, which means I let him run away again. This is the second time."

Hearing what he said, the face of the man in the leather jacket turned red, and he was trying to distinguish something.

Trez shook his finger, interrupted what he was about to say, and looked at Booth standing aside: "I want to ask you, Mr. Booth, when did you become so weak."

"How many times do you have to tolerate his failures before you realize that the person standing next to you is a waste."

With a stern face, Booth quickly drew the pistol from his waist.

The next moment, the muzzle of the gun was on the head of the man in the leather jacket.

"boom."

Hot blood splashed onto Booth's face, and he blinked quickly.

"thump."

The man in the leather jacket fell to the side, with a hole in his head.

"Hahaha."

Trez looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly laughed happily. He took the cigar handed by the girl and said with satisfaction:
"This is the Booth I know."

"People who have been with you for more than ten years can easily attack you, which is ruthless enough."

"But I like your ruthlessness. I don't like to see my money go to waste. Get things done as soon as possible, or I will come here in person."

Trez tapped the camera with a scarlet cigar: "You won't like me coming to you."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Booth gasped heavily, and he slammed the pistol on the table: "I'll definitely get that guy done, there won't be any problems."

"Hurry up and spend money, and now the promotional efforts will be increased, and a lot of money will be needed."

"Remember, this time it's campaign funds. According to the previous channels, all of them have to be remitted in small amounts. Don't make a mistake."

"Calm down, Mr. Booth."

Trez bit his cigar and said, "It's just that a dog died. What's the big deal, just keep another one."

"Don't worry, I will send money tonight."

"beep."

Video call disconnected.

Booth slumped down on his office chair, rap music was blaring from April's room, and no one noticed the gunshots.

After sitting blankly for a while, he looked at the man in the leather jacket lying on the ground:
"Sorry."

Booth let out a heavy breath and recovered himself.

Just when he was about to stand up, he saw a small video camera next to the computer. This was his birthday present to April, so why did it appear here.

Seeing the sticker on it, Booth reached out and tore it off:
"Mr. Booth, this is a gift from me, don't forget what you promised me."

The inscription is a smiling face, and the handwriting is very strange, he has never seen it before.

Booth quickly picked up the camera and turned the screen off.

After pressing play, his face flushed red when he saw the picture inside, as if he could bleed.

After a while, Booth freed a hand and hung it from the table.

After 10 minutes, seeing his wife and daughter limp, Booth shivered a few times.

"You fxxk me once, I fxxk you twice."

When hearing that sentence, Booth gasped heavily, and his beard trembled.

Unexpectedly, it was that person who came to the door.

After Booth vented his anger, his brain was extremely clear.

The other party probably wanted to threaten him with the contents of his safe, to make him confess to those who hunt stowaways.

Regardless of how he got in, it's also unclear how he knew the code.

Booth only understands one thing now. When this person stole the contents of his safe, the two sides can only fight to the death.

Looking at the video in the camera, Booth reluctantly deleted it.

Although the laborer's appearance was clearly photographed, it contained his wife and daughter, and he would not take this to die together.

Ethan looked at the bumblebee going away, and walked to the front door with the suit jacket in his hand.

Through radar monitoring, there is only one person in the house, and it is still in the original position without any problems.

"Woooooo."

Just as Rivera's key was used to open the door, there was a low hum from inside.

Throwing things in the living room, walking to the door of the bedroom, Rivera was struggling on the bed, her feet twisted into a strange position.

Seeing Ethan appear, Rivera immediately cast an angry look.

She kept looking at the silver bracelet on her hand, her eyes blinking rapidly.

This time Ethan took out the handcuff key directly from his pocket, untied her, and took a few steps back at the same time.

I thought she would do something to him, after all, he tied her up for so long.

Unexpectedly, after Liweila untied the shackles, she hurriedly untied the clothes tied to her feet, and quickly ran outside without even taking the towel off her mouth.

"boom."

The sound of the bathroom door closing rang heavily, followed by the sound of rushing water.

Ethan patted his forehead, no wonder she looked like that just now.

After 1 minute, the bathroom door opened.

Rivera rushed out with a gust of wind and punched Ethan.

Ethan didn't dare to fight back because he was at fault first, so he stepped aside.

However, because of being tied up for a long time, Li Weila's hands and feet were numb, and her front and back feet were mixed, and she fell onto the sofa.

Ethan suppressed his smile, carefully guarding against her attack again.

Unexpectedly, Rivera lay down on the sofa and sobbed, her shoulders twitching accordingly.

This time Ethan couldn't fix it, but when he saw the dark circle on Li Wei's trousers, he immediately understood and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Such a big man, let yourself pee your pants, can you not be angry.

Ethan had no choice but to walk over and pat her on the shoulder:

"Sorry, I'm late."

The matter of peeing your pants cannot be revealed even if you are beaten to death. If you say something, Li Weila must beat herself to death.

"Snapped."

Rivera slapped his hand away, quickly got up from the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.

After a while, she walked out of the bedroom angrily holding clothes and towels.

Without even looking at Ethan, he walked into the bathroom again, and soon there was the sound of taking a shower.

Ethan had no choice but to walk out of the balcony, took out his cigarette and lit it.

After smoking a cigarette, Rivera finally came out of the bathroom.

On her body, she directly put on a large basketball shirt in purple and gold color, and the number 8 in the middle was particularly conspicuous.

Under the basketball jersey, it was hard to tell whether he was wearing pants or not, and they fell directly to his thighs.

(End of this chapter)