My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 618 Do you have an opinion?

The forced power-on was indeed effective, and the stunned staff opened their eyes in bewilderment.

Before the man could wake up, Hank grabbed his collar with both hands, lifted him up, and dragged him to the operating table.

"Stop that thing and lower it."

Hank pinched the staff's face and pointed to the glass window: "Hurry up, there's no time."

"understood."

Seeing that appalling scene, although the staff members were still dizzy, they subconsciously stopped the rotating stage and lowered it.

The fans in Soldier Field cheered wildly as the catwalk was lowered.

No matter whether they know each other or not, as long as they are the people around them, they all hug each other tightly.

"call!"

Seeing the catwalk slowly descending and the suspended Taylor being caught by the security personnel, Hank breathed a sigh of relief and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The staff member who was forced to turn it on by Hank only felt the burning pain on his face at this moment.

He just wanted to touch his face, but found that his fingers were sticky.

A little bit of white paste sticks to the fingertips.

Subconsciously and habitually, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The taste is indescribable, a bit strange.

Hank and Antonio on the side noticed his movement, swallowed hard, and the corners of their eyes kept twitching.

At this time, the staff noticed that the operating table was covered with blood.

His neck seemed to be rusty, he glanced at his fingers slowly, and then looked down at the ground.

"vomit!!!"

He ran outside with his stomach in his arms, spraying vomit all the way.

The scene is extremely spectacular and daunting.

"Danger removed!"

Hank suppressed his nausea, pressed the intercom and shouted loudly: "Repeat, the danger is over, Danny has been killed."

Hasty footsteps sounded, and Orinski and the others also appeared at the door.

When they saw the corpse on the ground, they all stopped in a hurry.

Outside, Ethan noticed that the runway had stopped turning, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my colleagues have already brought the situation under control.

Everyone has worked together for so long, and I feel at ease about their combat effectiveness.It was precisely for this purpose that everyone was called to the backstage, and now it really has achieved results.

The runway descended slowly, and soon approached the ground.

After Taylor was caught, he suddenly turned over and landed easily. The place was separated by dozens of security guards.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Good job!"

"Hey man, you're the bravest man."

The audience around him cheered, applauded, and waved their arms non-stop.

Applause quickly spread, resounding through the soldiers arena.

Ethan stretched out his hand and pushed aside the camera that hit his face.

"Danger removed."

Hearing Hank's voice, he gritted his teeth, removed the hanging headset, and walked in front of Taylor.

"Thank you!"

When Taylor, who was surrounded, saw him, he rushed up regardless, trying to hug him.

Depend on!
Looking at the countless mobile phones around him, Ethan's expression changed.

With a big wave of his hand, he raised his suit jacket, covered Taylor in his arms, and carried her to the stage.

This is the correct reaction of the bodyguard. If he really wants to be hugged and kissed again, he will be completely exposed, the kind that he can't even hide.

The nearby security personnel also followed his movements and quickly retreated backstage.

Putting down the terrified Taylor in the lounge, Ethan was about to leave, but she held her tight: "Don't go."

"fine!"

Ethan held her shoulders with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "The danger has been lifted, and Danny has been brought under control. I'll go over now to see what's going on."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen in the future."

"do not want!"

Taylor still grabbed his sleeve firmly, shaking his head non-stop.

This was the closest she was to death. After regaining consciousness, her whole body was numb, and her feet were sore and limp.

Ethan turned his head and winked at Bellis and Chloe.

There are only four of them in the lounge now.

The two people next to them are in a panic now, and they were almost not scared to death just now.

But at this time, it was obvious that compared to Taylor's fright, it was not worth mentioning at all.

They nodded quickly and came over to help calm their emotions.

After all, Taylor let go.

Ethan opened the lounge and walked out with big strides. The runway operation room was not far from here, and a circle of security personnel had already surrounded it.

"Step aside."

With a push of his hands, he pulled the two of them apart easily.

The person who was pulled away was about to get angry, but when he saw someone coming, he quickly shut his mouth.

In this business, power is everything.

Just now the opponent climbed into the sky regardless of the danger, and successfully rescued the person, this is strength.

Like a beast, Ethan squeezed through the crowd and came to the door of the operating room.

The cordon has been pulled up here, and Atwater and Burgess are maintaining order, yelling at everyone to back off.

"Shh!"

Ethan pulled out the python, lifted the cordon and broke in: "Where's that fucking Falke?"

"What do you want to do?"

Director Perry was inside. He looked at the python revolver in Ethan's hand with a big belly, and his eyebrows twitched: "Detective Morgan, put your gun away."

"Yes, sir."

Ethan curled his lips, looked at the corpse on the ground, and put the python into the holster: "Who took my job?"

"Didn't I notify you?"

Hank nodded his ears helplessly: "When did you pick it off?"

"Oh!"

It was only then that Ethan came to his senses, and he took off his headset in excitement just now: "I didn't pay attention just now."

"What did you find?"

He stepped forward and walked to the side.

"Hey~"

Director Perry saw Ethan step on Danny's head, and quickly waved: "What are you doing?"

"how!"

Ethan turned his head abruptly: "Do you have an opinion?"

"Director Perry, would you like me to hang you to the third floor for fun?"

His eyes were cold, without any warmth.

Chief Perry held on to the belt and took a step back in fright.

People sitting in the office and people going out on the field can't be compared in terms of aura, let alone he is facing Ethan.

"Chief!"

Hank hurried over to smooth things over: "He's just mad, don't take it to heart."

"It's not Ethan after all, Miss Swift has..."

"I know." Perry said embarrassingly, "But you still have to be polite!"

This incident was completely handled by the people from the 21st Bureau. The biggest credit was assigned to Perry. He just subconsciously said something just now, but he didn't expect the other party to stab him directly.

Ethan didn't care about what was going on behind him, he raised his head and looked up.

There are a few tables set up and ventilation ducts open.

There was a sound from inside, and after a while, Irene's head emerged from the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)