My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town
Chapter 574 The Snake is Dead
Chapter 574 The Snake is Dead
After breakfast, Ethan went out first.
Open the trunk, grab a bulletproof vest, put it on, and pull it to fit snugly.
This group of robbers killed people with great ferocity.
You still have to be careful, it's not worthwhile to shoot one by one.
Put on the protective gear, press the fingerprint lock to open the gun box, pick up the AR15, and then close the tailgate.
"cool!"
A group of people came out the front door, and Carl yelled excitedly, throwing the small backpack behind him.
Not only him, but Lip, Ian and Debbie also slowed down.
Ethan usually looks harmless to humans and animals, always has a smile on his face, and speaks softly.
Now in combat boots, blue jeans with two magazines in the bulletproof vest.
Holding a dark assault rifle in his hand, he looked murderous.
"I won't send you."
Ethan got into the car with a cigarette in his mouth, put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and put the AR15 in the passenger seat.
He waved his hand and slammed down on the accelerator.
Looking at the Ford Interceptor in the distance, Carl was stunned.
A seed took root in his heart, not to uphold justice or serve the citizens.
Mainly, it's so handsome.
In a remote street, Ethan stopped the car in front of a small alley.
Behind is Hank's Cadillac. The two communicated on the walkie-talkie, and neither got out of the car in a hurry.
It wasn't until other people came one after another that they opened the door.
Stepping on the thick snow to gather at the corner of the alley, Ethan put his hands inside the bulletproof vest and looked at the others:
"Where are Orlinsky and Ruzek?"
"Tracking Perko."
Hank came over with a pistol in his hand: "He really has a problem, and he went through the discharge procedures early in the morning."
"According to the informant's information." Antonio carried a hammer and pointed to a house behind: "Novak is hiding inside."
"The owner of the house has gone bankrupt, and the people from the Ersanhui instead of the bank confiscated the house."
"Crack."
Horsted clasped together the meter-long pliers with both hands: "In other words, we don't need a search warrant."
"Let's go!"
Seeing that both Irene and Sumner had drawn their pistols, Ethan threw the AR15 in front of him and held it with both hands, taking the lead in stepping on the snow.
Come to the iron gate in the backyard of the house, with iron chains hanging on it.
Horstead stepped forward and was about to swing the pliers.
"Wait a moment."
Hank yelled to stop his movements in a low voice, and grabbed the chain.
After a rattling sound, the iron chains that had been straddled indiscriminately fell down.
"New." Looking at the broken cross-section on the chain, Hank threw the chain into the snowdrift beside him.
Ethan slowly opened the iron gate and walked in first.
This is a narrow alley between two houses. Walking down the steps, the muzzle of the gun is slightly raised, observing the surrounding environment.
Neither of the two houses had a single point of light.
Either it was in the wrong place, or it was. . .
Seeing the concealed back door, he stopped, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"I have a bad feeling." Ethan turned his head and said to the people standing in a row following the back door.
"Be careful, there may be people inside."
Antonio put down the battering hammer and quickly drew his pistol.
Horst, who was behind, also put the pliers against the wall, walked forward quickly, and grabbed the doorknob.
With Ethan waving his palm, Horstead slammed open the back door:
"go!"
Although I already know that no one is inside, I still have to perform.
"Chicago police."
The moment the back door opened, he immediately rushed in with a gun:
"Found the body."
As soon as he entered the back door, he saw a corpse lying on the kitchen floor. He yelled and searched the room inside.
The people behind followed up one after another, and under the cover of their teammates, they quickly eliminated the danger.
"Corpse."
"Safety."
"There are dead bodies here, too."
"Upstairs is safe."
It was quickly confirmed that there was no living person in the whole house, and everyone returned to the first floor.
In addition to the one corpse in the kitchen, there were five corpses lying in the room inside.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the white walls became bloody.
Seeing such a scene, everyone's face was ugly.
There was a problem in the middle, and someone got there first.
This is a temporary foothold for the Second and Third Clubs. Since the original owner went bankrupt, there was nothing inside, except for a broken mattress thrown on the ground, and a small low table in the room.
There was some fast food on the table, and some french fries scattered on the ground.
Pick up a potato chip and snap it off with ease.
Picking up the Coke glass and shaking it, there was the sound of ice cubes colliding inside.
"What happened this morning." Putting down the cup, Ethan said in a deep voice, "We came a step late."
"Search the scene."
Hank holsters the Glock: "See what we can find."
"Buzz!"
His phone vibrated, and he put his hands in his pockets.
After a while, Hank's face became more gloomy: "Pelko is dead."
"what?"
Ethan put on his gloves: "What happened."
Not only him, but everyone cast doubtful eyes. Not long after leaving the hospital, there were two people following him, why did they die suddenly.
"While Orlinsky and the others were following, he pretended to be a homeless man and cleaned Perko's car."
Hank gritted his teeth, shook his head and said:
"The guy had gasoline in the bucket and poured gasoline into Perko's car and set him on fire and burned him alive."
"The tramp ran away, and the two of them failed to catch up."
"Shet, then Pelko must be the insider." Ethan looked at the corpse on the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching.
He thought of a word, black eat black.
"They are being targeted." Ethan raised his head and looked at Hank: "The robbery plan of these people is completely under the control of others."
"Once they've done the most dangerous work, another group jumps out and grabs the stuff."
"And then silence it." Irene took the words:
"In this way, their risk can be minimized."
"That's right." Hank looked at the corpse lying on the bed: "This person is Dennis Novak."
"I caught him once before, and it was quite cooperative."
"I just said that such a difficult job as robbing a bank is far beyond his ability."
Ethan shrugged and began to inspect the crime scene.
800 million is very tempting, but also very risky.
He didn't even know that he was being targeted, he deserved to die.
Walking to the corner, I found something in the trash can, poked it with two fingers a few times, and pinched out a few black masks.
Amateur, too amateur, did not do a good job in the aftermath.
Standing up, Horsted beside him was digging hard at the wall with a knife.
As soon as he walked over, he pried out a deformed warhead from inside.
Putting the bullet in the palm of his hand, he stretched it out in front of Ethan: "I think this is a .22 hollow point bullet. It produces less recoil, but the lethality will not be weakened much. Gangsters and killers like to use it."
"Hey, come here."
Antonio waved to Ethan and Horstead, who were squatting in front of the corpse in the kitchen with Hank: "This man is not with the five people inside."
When the two approached, he pointed to the pendant on the corpse's neck:
"The people inside all have tattoos from the second and third clubs, but he only has this thing on his body. He came to attack. This pendant is the amulet of the Colombians."
"Several bullet holes in the chest, from the posture of falling to the ground, it was shot by the people inside."
A picture emerged in everyone's mind, the guy in the yellow knit hat was the first to rush into the house.
But Novak's men were not vegetarian either, so they shot him a few times.
However, when the incident happened suddenly, Novak was caught off guard after all, and was killed by the Colombians.
They left the bodies of their companions and hastily collected their money and left.
(End of this chapter)
After breakfast, Ethan went out first.
Open the trunk, grab a bulletproof vest, put it on, and pull it to fit snugly.
This group of robbers killed people with great ferocity.
You still have to be careful, it's not worthwhile to shoot one by one.
Put on the protective gear, press the fingerprint lock to open the gun box, pick up the AR15, and then close the tailgate.
"cool!"
A group of people came out the front door, and Carl yelled excitedly, throwing the small backpack behind him.
Not only him, but Lip, Ian and Debbie also slowed down.
Ethan usually looks harmless to humans and animals, always has a smile on his face, and speaks softly.
Now in combat boots, blue jeans with two magazines in the bulletproof vest.
Holding a dark assault rifle in his hand, he looked murderous.
"I won't send you."
Ethan got into the car with a cigarette in his mouth, put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and put the AR15 in the passenger seat.
He waved his hand and slammed down on the accelerator.
Looking at the Ford Interceptor in the distance, Carl was stunned.
A seed took root in his heart, not to uphold justice or serve the citizens.
Mainly, it's so handsome.
In a remote street, Ethan stopped the car in front of a small alley.
Behind is Hank's Cadillac. The two communicated on the walkie-talkie, and neither got out of the car in a hurry.
It wasn't until other people came one after another that they opened the door.
Stepping on the thick snow to gather at the corner of the alley, Ethan put his hands inside the bulletproof vest and looked at the others:
"Where are Orlinsky and Ruzek?"
"Tracking Perko."
Hank came over with a pistol in his hand: "He really has a problem, and he went through the discharge procedures early in the morning."
"According to the informant's information." Antonio carried a hammer and pointed to a house behind: "Novak is hiding inside."
"The owner of the house has gone bankrupt, and the people from the Ersanhui instead of the bank confiscated the house."
"Crack."
Horsted clasped together the meter-long pliers with both hands: "In other words, we don't need a search warrant."
"Let's go!"
Seeing that both Irene and Sumner had drawn their pistols, Ethan threw the AR15 in front of him and held it with both hands, taking the lead in stepping on the snow.
Come to the iron gate in the backyard of the house, with iron chains hanging on it.
Horstead stepped forward and was about to swing the pliers.
"Wait a moment."
Hank yelled to stop his movements in a low voice, and grabbed the chain.
After a rattling sound, the iron chains that had been straddled indiscriminately fell down.
"New." Looking at the broken cross-section on the chain, Hank threw the chain into the snowdrift beside him.
Ethan slowly opened the iron gate and walked in first.
This is a narrow alley between two houses. Walking down the steps, the muzzle of the gun is slightly raised, observing the surrounding environment.
Neither of the two houses had a single point of light.
Either it was in the wrong place, or it was. . .
Seeing the concealed back door, he stopped, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"I have a bad feeling." Ethan turned his head and said to the people standing in a row following the back door.
"Be careful, there may be people inside."
Antonio put down the battering hammer and quickly drew his pistol.
Horst, who was behind, also put the pliers against the wall, walked forward quickly, and grabbed the doorknob.
With Ethan waving his palm, Horstead slammed open the back door:
"go!"
Although I already know that no one is inside, I still have to perform.
"Chicago police."
The moment the back door opened, he immediately rushed in with a gun:
"Found the body."
As soon as he entered the back door, he saw a corpse lying on the kitchen floor. He yelled and searched the room inside.
The people behind followed up one after another, and under the cover of their teammates, they quickly eliminated the danger.
"Corpse."
"Safety."
"There are dead bodies here, too."
"Upstairs is safe."
It was quickly confirmed that there was no living person in the whole house, and everyone returned to the first floor.
In addition to the one corpse in the kitchen, there were five corpses lying in the room inside.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the white walls became bloody.
Seeing such a scene, everyone's face was ugly.
There was a problem in the middle, and someone got there first.
This is a temporary foothold for the Second and Third Clubs. Since the original owner went bankrupt, there was nothing inside, except for a broken mattress thrown on the ground, and a small low table in the room.
There was some fast food on the table, and some french fries scattered on the ground.
Pick up a potato chip and snap it off with ease.
Picking up the Coke glass and shaking it, there was the sound of ice cubes colliding inside.
"What happened this morning." Putting down the cup, Ethan said in a deep voice, "We came a step late."
"Search the scene."
Hank holsters the Glock: "See what we can find."
"Buzz!"
His phone vibrated, and he put his hands in his pockets.
After a while, Hank's face became more gloomy: "Pelko is dead."
"what?"
Ethan put on his gloves: "What happened."
Not only him, but everyone cast doubtful eyes. Not long after leaving the hospital, there were two people following him, why did they die suddenly.
"While Orlinsky and the others were following, he pretended to be a homeless man and cleaned Perko's car."
Hank gritted his teeth, shook his head and said:
"The guy had gasoline in the bucket and poured gasoline into Perko's car and set him on fire and burned him alive."
"The tramp ran away, and the two of them failed to catch up."
"Shet, then Pelko must be the insider." Ethan looked at the corpse on the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching.
He thought of a word, black eat black.
"They are being targeted." Ethan raised his head and looked at Hank: "The robbery plan of these people is completely under the control of others."
"Once they've done the most dangerous work, another group jumps out and grabs the stuff."
"And then silence it." Irene took the words:
"In this way, their risk can be minimized."
"That's right." Hank looked at the corpse lying on the bed: "This person is Dennis Novak."
"I caught him once before, and it was quite cooperative."
"I just said that such a difficult job as robbing a bank is far beyond his ability."
Ethan shrugged and began to inspect the crime scene.
800 million is very tempting, but also very risky.
He didn't even know that he was being targeted, he deserved to die.
Walking to the corner, I found something in the trash can, poked it with two fingers a few times, and pinched out a few black masks.
Amateur, too amateur, did not do a good job in the aftermath.
Standing up, Horsted beside him was digging hard at the wall with a knife.
As soon as he walked over, he pried out a deformed warhead from inside.
Putting the bullet in the palm of his hand, he stretched it out in front of Ethan: "I think this is a .22 hollow point bullet. It produces less recoil, but the lethality will not be weakened much. Gangsters and killers like to use it."
"Hey, come here."
Antonio waved to Ethan and Horstead, who were squatting in front of the corpse in the kitchen with Hank: "This man is not with the five people inside."
When the two approached, he pointed to the pendant on the corpse's neck:
"The people inside all have tattoos from the second and third clubs, but he only has this thing on his body. He came to attack. This pendant is the amulet of the Colombians."
"Several bullet holes in the chest, from the posture of falling to the ground, it was shot by the people inside."
A picture emerged in everyone's mind, the guy in the yellow knit hat was the first to rush into the house.
But Novak's men were not vegetarian either, so they shot him a few times.
However, when the incident happened suddenly, Novak was caught off guard after all, and was killed by the Colombians.
They left the bodies of their companions and hastily collected their money and left.
(End of this chapter)
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