My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 512 I Can't Hear
I heard Hank say don't panic, let those people do it first.

The people in the casino quickly dispersed, some hid under the gaming tables, and some hid behind the pillars.

Standing behind a pillar, Ethan silently gave Hank a thumbs-up. His decision was exactly what he wanted.

The entire casino is surrounded by the sound of the TV.

They all raised their guns and aimed them at the entrance.

Unlike the others, Ethan had already put his index finger on the trigger and the butt of the gun against his shoulder.

Jimmy was not far away and noticed Ethan's movement.

Killing intent flashed across his eyes, and he also curled up his index finger on the trigger guard and stretched it in.

Footsteps sounded, and soon stopped.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, the corner of the front desk blocked most of his vision, from above, he could see the glass door being pushed open a small gap.

"Bang bang!"

A few impacts sounded, and two small cylindrical objects bounced and bounced inside.

Ethan's face was horrified, he quickly turned around, and quickly covered his eyes with his hands.

"Flash bomb!!!"

Following his roar, there were two loud bangs.

Extremely dazzling light penetrated through the fingers, and even with closed eyes, one could still feel the extremely exaggerated white light.

There was a buzzing sound in the head, and it was as if the heart had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Reality is no better than games. The power of flash bombs is far from being solved by turning around.

He clearly felt the impact of the air waves, the loud noise made him dizzy for a while, and there were sharp whistling sounds in his ears.

The light flickered away, and Ethan shook his head vigorously.

I don't know if the other people's reaction was fast enough. Two flash bombs were fired indoors, and the effect was super doubled.

He suppressed the discomfort and quickly turned away from behind the pillar.

Three gangsters with black hoods appeared in front of him, and Ethan snapped his fingers.

"Oh!"

The loud sound of the shotgun also seemed weak at this time.

The head of one of the gangsters exploded like a watermelon the moment he pulled the trigger.

Countless scarlet drops of water flew backwards following the shotgun, and the glass couldn't hold on any longer, shattered into pieces with a clatter, and fell downstairs with a clatter.

After firing a shot, Ethan turned around and dodged.

"Bang bang bang!"

A weak gunshot sounded, and the concrete pillar was hit, creating a row of small holes in an instant.

The raised cement chips hit him indiscriminately.

On the other side, several other people curled up, squatting behind the pillars and the gaming table.

Only Atwater, who just didn't dare to show his face, suffered less damage.

He stared at the fiery eyes, and regardless of the tears flowing down, he fired indiscriminately in the direction of the door, trying to provide cover for Ethan.

It was found that there was an ambush inside, and these people were wearing police bulletproof vests.

In addition, as soon as our own people rushed in, one of them was headshot.

The remaining two gangsters suddenly felt like retreating.

They quickly returned a few shots at the location where the gunfire sounded at the beginning, turned around and fled outside.

"Clap clap clap!"

When he came outside, he found that the person who stayed behind was also firing wildly downwards.

"trap!"

The man who was firing didn't look back, and shouted loudly:

"Rush in, casinos have back doors."

"Fake!"

On one side are narrow stairs and violent gunfire, and on the other side is a spacious casino and a bunch of people who have been blown out of their heads.

In less than a second, they make what they think is the right choice.

Downstairs, Hank and Antonio, as well as the recovered Irene, were firing ferociously regardless of the danger, trying to find a way to rush upwards.

The people above were hit by two flash bombs, who knows if they still have fighting power now.

If you are not careful, there will be heavy casualties.

"Chicago police."

In desperation, Hank roared loudly:
"Throw away your weapons, you still have a way to survive."

Now I can only show my identity, pin my hopes on the people above, and dare not kill them.

Unexpectedly, the other party has a flash bomb, a powerful indoor attack weapon.

Ethan immediately dropped the shotgun and pulled the python out.

Taking advantage of Atwater's gunfire cover, he dodged in the other direction.

The two thieves were walking inside.

Ethan quickly pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

When the bullet hits a person's neck, time seems to slow down.

Flesh was torn, and the neck was bent at an extremely exaggerated angle.

There was a small hole in the front, and when the warhead flew out from the back, under the terrifying effect of the cavity effect, the flesh and blood writhed, and a hole was brought out from the back of the neck.

"puff!"

The splashed blood slapped fiercely on the hood of the gangster behind.

With the liquid covering his eyes, the man panicked, closed his eyes, pressed the trigger, and fired indiscriminately.

"Atwater, don't shoot!"

Ethan roared with all his strength, and rushed forward while shooting.

The bullets were fired one by one, hitting the gangster behind with a bang.

Atwater couldn't hear the sound at all, his eyes blurred and he saw a person rushing out from the side, he quickly released the trigger, and buried his head behind the gaming table.

The bullet whizzed past, and a few blood mist burst out from the gangster behind him.

His body shook wildly a few times, and he desperately opened his eyes.

A berserk figure had already rushed in front of him, and the tactical boots hit him with tremendous force.

The bandit soars into the air, over the window.

He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, felt no pain, and felt light all over.

"Oh!"

In less than two seconds, he fell hard to the ground, blood splashing everywhere.

The culprit rolled his eyes and saw that the last picture was a Chinese man wearing a star-spangled peaked cap, and his terrified face was covered with scarlet blood drops.

Fakeyu, you are a Chinese, what are you doing with this hat.

With the last trace of doubt, the gangster fixed his eyes.

Upstairs, after Ethan kicked the second gangster downstairs, the man whose neck was blown fell to the ground.

The one who stayed behind couldn't resist Hank's fierce gunfire anymore.

He put away his gun and wanted to rush in with his two accomplices.

Looking back, the pupils shrank violently.

A cold light flashed across the slender barrel.

The huge muzzle was pointing at him, giving him a feeling that he was about to devour himself.

"Clap!"

The AR-15 fell to the ground.

The gangster raised his hands and shouted, "I surrender!"

"boom."

Ethan pulled the trigger hard, and the bullet penetrated between his eyebrows, passed through his head, and made a small hole in the ground behind him.

"Sorry!" He tapped his ears with his fingers:

"What are you saying, I can't hear you."

"Boom."

The culprit fell back heavily to the ground, kicking up dust.

"I'm Ethan, don't shoot."

Faintly hearing the dense gunshots below, he squatted down and shouted loudly at the bottom: "Stop firing!"

"Everyone, stop shooting, the culprits have been solved!"

Soon, the figure flickered.

Horsted rushed up first. He saw several corpses lying on the ground, and his heart was beating wildly.

The scene was too bloody, blood was everywhere at the entrance.

"How are you guys doing?"

He quickly bent down and asked anxiously.

At this time, Hank and Erin also appeared at the door.

Ethan could only see their mouths opening and closing, and the screaming in their ears continued.

"I can't hear you talking."

He stood up and grabbed Horsted: "I'm fine, go in and see them."

"Be careful, don't get hurt by mistake!"

He couldn't control the volume at all now. Under the control of adrenaline, his voice seemed to be roaring.

Hank quickly made a gesture of acceptance, patted Horstead on the shoulder and walked in carefully.

Irene on the side was holding down the walkie-talkie, saying something quickly.

Ethan patted his ear, and inserted the python revolver heavily into the holster.

(End of this chapter)