My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 692 Fierce Battle

The blood mist that exploded in groups instantly silenced the screams in the room.

Since these individuals have the courage to take out guns to play, they must be prepared to die at the gunpoint.

Especially for this kind of large-scale fight, the police must forcefully suppress it.

Rusek and the others followed one after another. They leaned against the wall and fired one shot at a time to suppress the people hiding in the room ahead.

Hank and the others also emerged from the other side.

The firearms in their hands were also spitting out flames.

Orlinski was left to guard the stairs, while the other three yelled loudly and walked forward slowly.

On the opposite side, Horstead and Irene also made the same move.

"lay down your weapon."

"Throw the gun out and lie on the ground."

There was a sound of shouting and shouting, and the sound was endless.

Outside the window, sirens whistled, and the patrol cars that came to support arrived one after another.

Under such awe, many people threw away their guns in the corridor, but there were also some who were still dying.

Two submachine guns suddenly protruded from the door frame.

"Bang bang bang."

One on the left and one on the right, the five guns concentrated their firepower in an instant, the bullets crackled and hit the guns, and the submachine gun bounced with a few fingers.

Ethan kept firing while striding forward.

When passing by a room, he cheered up, and when he saw the Latino lying on the ground with his head in his hands, he retracted his eyes from the corner of his eye.

"Fakeyu!!!"

When he reached the doorframe where he had broken off several fingers, a tattooed Salvadoran roared out.

Holding a machete in his hand, he raised it high.

This person's eyes are cold, no matter what he doesn't care about, he will cut him down with a knife.

The AR15 vibrated, and the bullets in the magazine spewed out.

Ethan held the handle of the gun with one hand, licking the tongue of fire all the way up, and the light flickered wildly on his face.

The last bullet was fired, just from the foot to the head.

"Shh."

The assault rifle dropped naturally, and the python revolver was pulled out neatly, and it was held firmly.

"Boom!"

Two shots were fired, and the bullet flew into the room.

The remaining Salvadoran had already fled to the window, jumped, and jumped out desperately.

His body was suspended in mid-air, his face beaming with joy.

The next moment, he was overtaken by bullets.

"Pfft."

At the same time as the blood mist exploded, the body disappeared from the window, and then, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

"Change bombs!"

Ethan yelled, his figure flashed, and hid in the room.

Atwater was stunned by this series of operations, and forgot to continue advancing for a moment.

But Rusek took it for granted, and aimed his gun steadily at the remaining door.

In less than two seconds, Ethan changed the magazine.

When he walked out of the room, Horstead and Irene on the other side had already searched quickly.

The rest of the gang members were all lying on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Ethan looked at the corridor with guns hanging down. Nine people beat three people and left two dead bodies. These local gangsters are quite useless.

"upstairs."

Seeing the solution on the third floor, Hank pointed to the top and continued to shout.

The follow-up patrol policemen also ran upstairs, and Ethan kicked the guns on the ground away. After solving the hidden dangers, a group of people quickly shifted their positions, leaving the few who surrendered to the patrolmen to deal with.

The gunshots from upstairs were still there, but because the sirens were getting louder and louder, they became rarer.

When Ethan ran back to the stairs, he stopped abruptly.

There are two light spots that are close to each other, and the arrows are going from upward to parallel, and then pointing downward.

According to the location display, he turned his head sharply to look behind the apartment building.

"what happened?"

Rusek wiped the sweat on his clothes and asked hurriedly.

"fine."

Ethan shook his head, but his eyes were somewhat urgent.

He couldn't say that he could see through the wall that there were two people running away from behind.

"go."

He shouted hastily and rushed up the stairs.

"Da da da."

A rain of bullets hit him, making him stop abruptly.

Just above, two submachine guns were guarding firmly, and the warheads hit the steps, making small holes, and the cement fragments splashed.

"let me."

Seeing Ethan take a few steps back and wanting to reach out to touch his body, Orlinski let out a low growl.

He raised his arm, and the flash bomb flew out of his hand.

"bump."

The flashbang bounced off the wall and flew up.

A patrolman was still pointing a gun at it stupidly, and Ethan pushed him down.

"Boom."

Another burst of bright light flashed, and two screams sounded upstairs.

Ethan let go of his hand, and strode upstairs, the gun in his hand fired wildly.

After knocking the two people over, he observed through the radar that there were no other light spots at the stairs on the fourth floor, so he immediately rushed to the small window at the corner of the stairs and looked outside.

"Hector."

He feigned surprise and roared.

Hector and another person, by some unknown means, had arrived downstairs.

With a long sword on his back and a submachine gun in his hand, he was running away quickly, and another person was desperately following him.

"Rusek, come with me."

There is no way to shoot from this window. He glanced at the terrain, patted Rusek and ran downstairs:

"Hector has gone downstairs and is running back."

"Notify the patrol and find a way to stop him."

With the movement of his footsteps, the voice of speaking quickly became smaller.

"damn it."

Atwater looked nervously at the silent passage above, and licked his lips: "Why does it feel a lot scarier up there after Detective Morgan left?"

Although the battle was fierce just now, most of them fired from behind.

Those who resisted were quickly killed by Ethan, and because of this, he didn't feel any pressure.

Now when I just went downstairs, I suddenly felt the intensity increase.

"Do not talk nonsense."

Orlinsky weighed Remington and shouted at the top: "Chicago police, surrender quickly."

When I rushed out of the building, I saw the patrolmen getting off their cars one after another.

Fortunately, he was wearing a police bulletproof vest, otherwise this murderous look might cause some misunderstandings.

Ethan followed the direction he remembered just now, resisted the AR15, spread his legs and chased after him.

"Step aside."

"Get out of the way."

While running fast, he kept waving his arms and roaring loudly.

Ruzek threw the assault rifle behind him, swung his arms quickly, and ran past nervous patrol officers. Although he ran desperately, the distance became farther and farther.

"Fake!"

He gritted his teeth and let out a growl, speeding up a bit.

Across an apartment building and cluttered shrubs, there is a waist-high guardrail in front of you. With one hand and two feet swinging, you can easily leap over the railing.

"Beep beep."

"what!!!"

Vehicle horns and screams sounded from the corner of the street one after another.

There is also the whistle of the police siren, resounding through the sky.

(End of this chapter)