My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 508 Partner
Several cars drove fast, and the brakes sounded sharply.

Ethan jumped out of the car and ran to the trunk.

He quickly put on the bulletproof vest and picked up the Remington M870.

It's fine if these people don't dare to fight back, as long as they dare to resist, let them experience the power of trolls.

Pedestrians on the side of the road saw this situation and fled to the distance in a hurry.

"Ethan, Irene, Horstead, the back door."

Hank quickly issued an order: "The rest of you, follow me."

There is no time to discuss countermeasures slowly, and the higher-ups will shoot and kill people at any time.

Ethan spread his legs and ran back along the narrow alley, and the footsteps behind him quickly followed.

Come to the back of the building, next to the dark alley, is a fire escape staircase.

Two security guards were leaning against a wall and smoking. When they saw a few people in bulletproof vests rushing out, their fingers trembled in fright, and the cigarettes slipped down.

"Casino, which floor is it on?"

Ethan approached with a vicious aura, and the black muzzle of the gun directly hit one of them in the face.

"The third floor!"

The man said in a trembling voice.

Reaching out to touch them, and confiscating the guns stuck in his waist, Ethan kicked the two Chinese security guards away, and then quickly moved up the fire stairs.

Coming to the third floor, looking at the half-closed back door, Ethan slowly opened it with the barrel of his gun.

There are three light spots inside, and the distance is normal.

The sizzling sound of pouring vegetables and the bang bang sound of pots and spoons colliding, this is a kitchen.

"coax!"

As soon as the door was opened, a flame burst out.

This movement startled Irene and Horstead.

The stove made a frantic noise like a jet engine, and flames spewed violently below.

The russet pho was tossed up and down, with thinly sliced ​​beef bouncing in the middle.

The aroma hit his face, and Ethan took a deep breath.

Fried Beef!

This wok gas, absolutely.

"Bangdang~"

The spoon in the chef's hand flew up, and he stared blankly at the three armed guests.

"Police!"

Ethan nodded the police badge on his waist: "The casino is tied with side beans?"

The cook didn't speak, and pointed tremblingly to a passage.

"No!"

He nodded, passed the dim sum steamers, and walked quickly to the left.

Pushing open the partition door, I immediately saw Hank squatting opposite and the three people behind him.

There is a casino next to it, and shouts sounded.

"To shut up!"

"be honest."

"If you don't want to die, don't move around."

Ethan bent down and walked slowly into the casino.

Most of the gamblers here were driven to a corner and squatted down, controlled by a black hood with a gun,
At one of the gaming tables, several people were sitting.

There was a lot of cash piled on it, and the other three black hoods were standing next to the gaming table, and one of them was asking something.

They all held long and short guns in their hands.

With Hank's arm waving, the intelligence team quickly approached.

"Chicago police, hold on!"

Ethan roared and rushed out like a cheetah.

One of the black hoods turned his head subconsciously, and before he could react, the boots hit him heavily with a gust of wind.

The huge force kicked him into the air.

"Oh!"

The black hood fell heavily, smashing the chair to pieces.

Antonio quickly ran behind the black policeman who controlled the crowd alone, and put the gun on his neck:

"Don't move around, it will go off."

Ethan kicked one of the black policemen away, and hit a person next to him hard with the butt of his gun.

The man fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, curled up like a boiled shrimp.

"Come!"

He stepped on the man's back and held his head with the barrel of a gun:

"Give me a reason to shoot, thanks!"

Under Hank's command, Atwater stepped forward quickly, held down the man who was kicked by Ethan, and quickly handcuffed him.

The last black policeman was surrounded by four assault rifles and did not dare to move.

"Drop your weapon!" Hank snapped:
"Slow down, I don't want to shoot, don't force me."

"I'd be happy to shoot." Ethan put his finger on the trigger and looked up at the last black policeman:
"It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

Atwater licked his lips, watching the scene nervously.

"Don't shoot."

The black policeman's chest rose and fell, and he slowly lowered his gun.

The others quickly stepped forward, handcuffed all these black police officers, and quickly disarmed them.

Ethan let go of his foot, this matter is not over yet.

Getting these people to confess is only the first step, and then we have to find an opportunity to sink them all into Lake Michigan.

The scene has been controlled, leaving Orlinski and Atwater watching the scene.

The rest of the people walked downstairs with a few black policemen.

At Hank's behest, they gave these people the last trace of decency.

The hoods were well worn and had not been taken off.

Still, Hank easily recognizes his old partner.

As soon as he turned the corner, he pushed Jamie Shi hard against the wall, his eyes full of disappointment:

"why?"

Ethan and the others ignored Hank and continued to escort him down.

The weight of the partner in the American police is quite high. When performing tasks, they are all life and death.

Asking him to say a few words will not hinder anything.

Jimmy had been under control just now, and he didn't see Hank and Orlinsky at all.

Until now, he didn't know who was arresting him.

"Hank."

Jamie growled angrily, "Waterfa, what are you doing here?"

"You are under arrest."

Hank said bitterly: "You are suspected of robbery and murder!"

"Are you crazy."

He punched the wall next to him again: "For money, I understand, but why kill that child."

"Robbery, kid?"

Jimmy blinked his eyes, and then burst into anger: "Are you talking about the case in the morning?"

"What the hell does that have to do with me?"

"This is a manhunt that has been going on for six months and is targeting triad leaders."

"is it?"

Hank approached two steps, staring at his eyes firmly: "What is this, you need to wear a hood for the arrest?"

After pulling his hood a few times, Hank excitedly tugged at his clothes:

"Where's the police badge? Where's the logo?"

"I have stayed in this place for 11 years." Jamie gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone recognizes my face."

"This method can effectively press for clues."

Jamie pressed Hank's forehead forward, and said coldly, "It's not like you haven't used this method before."

"If there is any problem now, let's talk about it when we go back."

"You bastard, I don't want to talk to you in handcuffs."

Jimmy's upright look stunned Hank. After all, he was an old partner, so maybe he made a mistake.

He hesitated for a moment, then dragged Jamie downstairs.

21 Precinct, Garage.

The patrol police arrived at the scene quickly, and all the members of the intelligence team returned to the team, pulling the four people back to the police station.

At Hank's request, their handcuffs were all released.

They have been disarmed, and Ethan doesn't care at this time.

He pressed his palm on the handle of the gun and stared at the people in front of him.

The people in the intelligence team stood separately from the people in Zhan Mi, and they were clearly separated.

They took off their hoods themselves, looking angry.

The two people who were kicked by Ethan and pushed the butt of the gun squatted directly on the ground with pained faces.

"What the hell are you doing, Boyett?"

Jamie walked up to Hank angrily: "Why don't I know, when did you join the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"The Intelligence Unit is investigating a robbery-murder."

Hank went forward and said unceremoniously:

"You also know about this case. You guys are exactly the same as those captured in the surveillance. What else can you say?"

Jamie roared angrily: "I'm not a black policeman!"

Hank clenched his cheeks: "Jimmy."

"We used to be partners!"

Jamie interrupted him, and shouted sharply: "The word partner is in front of you, does it mean something?"

"Have I ever doubted you, never."

"Erwin."

Jimmy stared sideways again, and he looked at Orlinski and said loudly, "I never doubted you."

Orlinski averted his eyes, not daring to look him in the eye.

"After what we've been through together, you two bastards doubt me like that."

Jimmy stared at Hank again, and said excitedly: "Even if those people came to ask me about Brownie, I didn't say anything."

"I'm a man who keeps his word."

"You actually think that I will kill a child for money?"

This aggressive look made Hank speechless, and his face turned blue and white.

Jamie's subordinates also looked full of anger.

Seeing them like this, the members of the intelligence team all looked solemn. Could it be that they really caught the wrong person.

In any case, the evidence now points to a few of them.

This villain did it himself, Ethan took a step forward, intending to arrest them and interrogate them separately.

"guys!"

At this time, Gene hurried out from the technical room:
"Just received a notification from the contact station that a patrol police reported a robbery case."

"The place that was robbed was the karaoke that Jimmy went to before."

"According to the situation reported now, the suspects are four men holding rifles and wearing black hoods."

Gene raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to Jimmy:

"Dress up, no different from them!"

His voice stopped, and the entire garage was silent.

An extremely awkward atmosphere quickly spread.

Facing the eyes of Zhan Mi and his group, Ethan silently lowered his hand from the handle of the gun, wishing he could dig a hole and get in.

　Thanks to the color bat brother for the reward and support, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)