My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 353 Chips
Standing up with the shotgun in his hand, Ethan walked to the side.

On the wall on the other side, there is a mirror covered with dust. From the mirror, you can see that you are now covered in blood.

Taking a closer look, a big gash was drawn on the forehead.

It should have been hit during the car accident just now, and there were three small pieces of glass stuck in his cheek.

Holding back the pain, the glass was pulled out.

It only went in less than a centimeter, but there were still a few strands of blood flowing out, which looked very scary.

He moved his body to make sure that apart from the head injury, there were no major problems elsewhere, and then rummaged through the dilapidated repair workshop again.

In a drawer were found a box of shotgun ammunition for a double-barreled shotgun, and a Smith & Wesson revolver.

Push the magazine away, and the magazine is full of six bullets.

Closing the magazine and stuffing the pistols into the holsters, the men took away the two pistols they were carrying, but did not take off the holsters under their ribs.

His mobile phone was also searched, and now he can't contact anyone at all.

Walking to the corpse lying on the ground, Ethan stared at it for a while. The person in front of him was one of the group of people he met in Helen's restaurant.

Seeing the bulge in his pocket, Ethan reached for a cell phone.

Fortunately, the strong man in front of him was still using an old-fashioned flip phone and had not set a password.

Ethan pressed the button and looked through the recent call records. The name on the top note was Flynn.

He gritted his teeth, and when he was about to dial the number, he saw a note name below, and stopped his movements quickly.

"Amble."

Ethan narrowed his eyes, this was the name of the restaurant waitress.

Press your finger to exit the call history and open the photo album.

In the photo album, I found the figure of the waitress, and a group photo of those people together today.

In the photo is a party scene, the waitress Amber is leaning on the arms of the bald man with a sweet smile.

It can be seen that the relationship between her and those people is extraordinary.

Ethan held the phone tightly, a light flashed in his eyes.

Rivera was caught by their group, and she had to reciprocate, otherwise, she would have no bargaining chips in her hand, and it would be easy for her to be caught by the mouse.

Putting away the phone, Ethan walked to the bathroom in the corner.

He simply washed his body and changed into the same clothes as before.

Using the mobile browser to search for the location, Ethan drove a pickup truck outside the house and quickly drove to the restaurant. Now he must race against time.

Not knowing what Rivera's situation is now, he stepped on the accelerator anxiously.

Soon came to the restaurant, at this time, there were already many vehicles parked outside.

Through the window, you can see the waitress busy inside.

Ethan thought of something, and quickly drove the pickup to the side door, parked the car, took out the phone of the man just now, and sent a text message to Amber:

"Come out, side door!"

The information must be simple, because I don't know if they will have any language addiction in their usual communication.

Ethan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, waiting anxiously.

After 1 minute, the side door opened.

Amber walked out with a cigarette in her mouth. When she saw Ethan's pickup, she walked straight over:

"Didn't I tell you the direction they left, and didn't catch up?"

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, Amber opened his mouth and dropped the cigarette he was holding.

"Surprise?"

Ethan shook the muzzle of his gun, and asked with a cold face: "Do you want to bet on whether you run faster or the bullet flies faster?"

Take out the key and open the door.

At the threat of his gunpoint, Amber sat in the co-pilot obediently, with a terrified expression.

Ethan returned to the car and looked at the well-behaved waitress: "Miss Amber, I want to find Mr. Flynn, please show me the way."

"I think you should be very clear about why I asked you to lead the way."

Seeing the big gash on his forehead and the cold look in his eyes, Amber nodded quickly and pointed to the side.

"Very well, thank you for your cooperation."

Ethan didn't drive, but took out his mobile phone first: "Next, I will ask you a few questions. We still need to make a phone call. I hope you can continue to cooperate."

Flynn waited until Ethan left, then excitedly drove the trailer back to the residence.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at his destination along a remote country road.

The house was next to a tall tree, and there was a light inside.

Flynn stopped the car directly on the grass in front of the house, where several cars were also parked.

The Hogg family lived here, and it was also where they usually dealt with stolen goods.

Today they went out to steal, and the place had already been set up. Unexpectedly, the owner who was out on a trip suddenly returned home early. Flynn shot and killed the owner's family because he was too nervous.

After disposing of the corpses, they fled in a hurry.

In order not to arouse suspicion, all the belongings in the house were also restored to their original state. The money was not earned, and big trouble was caused. Flynn was complained by many.

When he was in the restaurant, he was simmering with anger and wanted to find some trouble to vent his anger.

By accident, I discovered that Rivera's small backpack was heavy, and it might contain good things.

In order to prove himself, Frau kept Hogg and the others away, but only contacted Ethan and Amber, who were in desperate need of money, and began to act in private.

As soon as the car door was closed, there was a clap of applause from the side.

Flynn turned his head and saw Hogg coming out from under the big tree, applauding as he walked, with a smile on his face.

Seeing him like this made Fra's tailbone ache.

Then he remembered something and straightened his back again.

"Hahaha."

Hogg smiled and spread his hands: "Oh, what did I see, this car is really good, especially this woman, she is so beautiful."

"Wait a minute." Hogg said in amazement, "Isn't this the beauty I met during the meal just now?"

Flynn rubbed his nose, shrugged and said:

"I avoided the key position of this car, and after repairing it, I can still earn a lot of money."

"Row."

Hogg walked up to him, fiddled with his slightly bald hair, and asked with a half-smile, "Where is the owner of this car? Where is he?"

"At the repair yard."

Flynn took half a step back, he was a little afraid of Hogg's appearance: "Ethan is persuading him, we can still make a fortune."

"Boom."

Hogg stretched out his hand and pushed Frau onto the car: "I thought I had made it very clear, no more tourists are allowed, don't shit at the place where I eat."

"You haven't acted without my permission."

"I have reached an agreement with that person, and everyone will not take what happened just now to heart."

Hogg grabbed his neck fiercely again, with a fierce look in his eyes:
"Did you take what I said as fart, and didn't you take my reputation seriously?"

(End of this chapter)