My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 599 Get Down
"Hey."

Taylor strode over and asked nervously, "Say it, I can bear it."

She had been thinking about this matter during the rehearsal just now, and now it's finally time to reveal the answer.

"bad news!"

Ethan put away his phone and spread his hands.

"Is there really another person?" Taylor asked with difficulty: "Are there any clues about that person?"

"not yet."

Ethan shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "But my colleagues are investigating, so you can rest assured."

"You think I can rest assured?"

Tyler asked back, his fingers trembling.

"OK."

Ethan held her trembling hand backhand: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Whether it was the weather or what had happened, her fingers were cold.

Taylor subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, but it was firmly held.

That warm feeling made her heart calm down and she no longer resisted.

"Let's go!"

Ethan patted the back of her hand, then let go: "You still have things to do."

There is still a trace of warmth on the fingertips.

She rubbed her nose, but smelled a faint smell of tobacco.

He quickly put his hands down, but his heart was filled with a sense of security.

Watching his leaving back, Taylor hurriedly followed.

Backstage, Bellis hurried over and said in a low voice, "We will go to the Children's Hospital next time to visit those sick children. Can you persevere?"

"OK."

After Ethan's encouragement, Taylor was no longer so afraid, she nodded to show that she had no problem.

"Then let's go."

After the rehearsal was over, her belongings, Bellis, had been packed and she could leave directly.

A group of people walked to the garage and looked at the two cars parked in the distance. A thought flashed through Ethan's mind.

He hurriedly stopped the Mohawk, and threw the key in his hand: "You start the car first, it's too cold inside the car, turn on the heater and blow some air."

"Ok."

After the previous bout, Mohawk became cooperative.

This kind of request is not surprising among stars with many eccentricities.

He took the key and ran over with another person in small steps. They started both cars and turned on the heat to the maximum.

When the sound of the engine sounded, Ethan's pace slowed down a bit.

He didn't resume his original pace until the vehicle was working normally.

This time we are facing a lunatic playing with bombs, so be careful.

When he came to the side of the vehicle, he turned around and walked towards the security guard's black Audi: "Let's change to another car."

On security issues, he now has the greatest authority.

Even Taylor is obedient.

Those three security personnel, after the cake bombing, also knew that their employer was in trouble, and they were doing risky work, so naturally they would not have any objections at this time.

But Mohawk recalled Ethan's telling them to start the car just now, and instantly understood his motive.

Although his face was a bit uneasy, he still sat in the driving seat of the Range Rover resentfully.

Drive out of the gym, all the way to the children's hospital.

Knowing that someone else wanted his own life, Taylor didn't have much energy and just slumped quietly in the back row.

The atmosphere in the car was somewhat depressingly calm.

As the children's hospital approached, the red light came on, and the vehicle stopped slowly. Ethan tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and glanced around.

On the sidewalk aside, several wild cats were lying in the flower bed.

The cat's eyes were narrowed, its whiskers were shaking slightly, enjoying the rare sunshine.

Ethan's finger tapping on the steering wheel suddenly stopped, and a word popped out of his mouth:
"cat!"

"what happened?"

Taylor is highly sensitive to this word now, she forced herself to ask.

Before Ethan could explain, he quickly took out his phone and tapped the screen with his fingers.

"Beep, beep!"

"boom."

The phone rang twice, and there was a muffled sound outside.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see that the window glass of the Range Rover behind exploded into a cloud of white debris, and the head of the Mohawk sitting in the driver's seat exploded like a watermelon.

The glass of the entire cab was stained red by the splashed blood.

The alarm rang loudly, and adrenal hormones were secreted crazily. Ethan slammed down on the accelerator and yelled, "Get down!"

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and a car parked in front was moved a distance by Ethan.

The two women sitting in the back were thrown under the seats before they had time to react.

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

At this moment, the phone was connected, and Hank's voice sounded.

"Bang bang bang."

The gunshots outside the car continued to hit the driver's seat of the Range Rover.

"Attacked."

Ethan didn't have time to say too much, so he quickly shifted into gear.

The wheels rubbed wildly, retreated one meter, and after making room, rushed forward again.

"boom."

The rearview mirror next to Ethan was blown and the glass splashed.

The gunman sensed something was wrong and had shifted his firepower.

The next moment, the window of the car was also smashed, and Ethan suddenly lowered his head, and was scratched by the dancing broken glass on his ears, causing burning pain.

"Location?"

Hank had already heard the screams in the car and roared hastily.

"Fack, the real pervert is the security guard."

Ethan slammed on the gas pedal and quickly said the address.

Audi roared and knocked the vehicle in front away, and rushed out from the side.

The headlights of the car were smashed, and a puff of smoke came out of the tires, drifting and flinging to the other side of the lane.

"Beep beep."

"Fakyu, bastard."

"Damn, how did you drive."

Audi went against the direction of the traffic flow, wandering from side to side in a thrilling way, avoiding the speeding vehicles.

The sound of horns and yelling and cursing can be heard endlessly.

"Steady."

Facing the possibility of a car accident at any time, Ethan roared and turned the steering wheel violently.

The vehicle plunged obliquely and rushed towards the green belt in the middle of the road.

Taylor had long been dizzy from the swaying vehicle. She put her arms on the seat and the back of the chair, and met Bellis's eyes, her eyes were full of panic.

The next moment, Taylor seemed to fly into the air by himself.

I don't know how long it took, maybe one second, maybe two seconds.

"Boom."

The vehicle hit the ground heavily, and the people inside also shook violently a few times.

"Whoo~~~"

Ethan let out a strange cry, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, laughed and stepped on the accelerator.

It's dangerous, but it's also exciting.

It has been a long time since he experienced such crazy behavior, and he couldn't help but screamed excitedly.

"You crazy fucking Fuck."

Taylor was also stimulated by the adrenal hormone to burst into foul language. She had never experienced such a stimulating thing. She shouted excitedly:

"What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger!"

"Fake!"

Seeing Taylor's crazy look, Bellis was dumbfounded.

"Correct!"

Ethan freed a hand and stretched it behind: "You're right."

When Taylor bumped fists with him, he realized that even his clenched fists were trembling non-stop.

The vehicle roared and fled the scene, and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

　Thank you, Brother Blue Orange, for your reward and support, thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)