My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 702 Dare to Steal My Money

After leaving the office, Ethan paused and continued to walk forward.

The changes in Rebecca are not insignificant.

If it were a few months ago, she would definitely not refuse her request, nor would she test herself with a knife when she was happy.

I don't know what she has experienced in the past few months.

There are also several scars on the body.

But she chose this path, and she persuaded it herself, so it's up to Rebecca to think clearly.

The obsession brought to her by Proctor made her run wildly along this wrong path.

I don't know how she will end up in the end.

The phone in his pocket vibrated just now, and he hung up it casually.

After passing through the dressing room, leaving aside the strippers in cool clothes and avoiding the location of the camera in his memory, he took out his mobile phone.

Above is a missed call from Jaber, along with a text message:
"Don't tell me it's a fucking feds!"

"No." Ethan replied quickly: "Help me monitor the messages sent and received by this number, as well as the calls."

"I need to find a man named Hector, can you?"

"alright."

Jia Bo sent a photo. In the photo, he was wearing a colorful dress, with an angry expression under the coquettish makeup, and the most important thing was the raised middle finger.

"Understood, if I have a chance, I will pay you another party."

Ethan smiled, and continued to reply: "Keep an eye on it, that fucking Fuck shot me."

"No problem, leave it to me." Jiabo's messages came one after another: "Why don't you kill Fuck!"

"Go away, if you find anything, contact me anytime."

Ethan put away his phone, thought about it, and continued to walk outside.

With what she said just now, Rebecca can't help but contact Hector. As long as she contacts, Jaber can track her down. This is one of the purposes of exchanging phone numbers.

I just don't know when she will contact.

That time should not be long.

Although digging a hole for Rebecca in this way is a bit base, but Ethan has no choice but to do it now.

If this is not done, there is no way to find Hector.

Outside the performance hall, Rusek and Atwater were sitting in their original positions. They didn't call for a lap dance, but stared closely at the place where Ethan disappeared just now.

They have been in for almost an hour, and they can't help being nervous.

Rusek even made up his mind to find a way to go to the back to check the situation before he saw Ethan come out in another 5 minutes.

The figure in front of them flickered, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

As soon as he approached, Atwater asked impatiently.

"Go out and talk."

Ethan looked at the top of the tray, there were still several thousand dollars left.

Grabbed it and threw it vigorously, the storm of green banknotes was more violent than before, this is the real rain of banknotes.

Under the gaze of the audience, he walked outside with dollar bills flying all over the sky.

The strippers and service staff on the scene rushed forward frantically, greedily grabbing everything they could see.

"call."

Rusek looked at the scene around him and exhaled.

In his opinion, this is simply crazy, not spending money as money at all.

The tip just now was only two or three hundred, and there are very few such crazy things in Chicago, otherwise, why would those bunny girls raise their buttocks, begging for a pat, and now throw away thousands of dollars casually.

This kind of behavior is so enviable.

In fact, Ethan is not the one who doesn't treat money as money, the main reason is that he feels angry in his heart.

Now that Rebecca has become like this, he feels very unhappy in his heart. Now seeing a group of people rushing over to grab the things he discarded casually, he felt a lot more relieved.

Regardless of whether it is a bad taste or what, as long as you can spend money to buy happiness.

"Mr. Morgan."

A business lady walked over quickly and stopped him.

The snow-white rabbit was leaning against a tray, and on top of the tray, there were three stacks of Franklin.

"Ms. Bowman asked me to give you the money." The girl in business attire had a smile on her face: "She said that Mr. Morgan's consumption is all paid by the store."

"No need." Ethan twitched the corner of his mouth, biting his cigarette and said, "Tell her, this little money is nothing to me."

He shook his head and continued to walk outside.

The night wind was cold, and after taking a few deep breaths, my brain became sober.

"I'll take you back first." The two guys looked at him eagerly, and Ethan shook his head: "She doesn't want to tell me where Hector is."

Just as Rusek showed a disappointed expression, he continued:

"But I've already thought of other ways. If I'm lucky enough, I won't be able to hear from Hector in a long time."

"Great."

Atwater clenched his fist excitedly.

Although Hector's whereabouts could not be directly asked, as long as someone can be found in the end.

As for what method was used, they didn't want to ask.

Asked, Ethan would not say.

The three of them walked to the parking place together. Rusek and Atwater were still in a state of excitement, discussing excitedly which girl had the better figure just now.

"Boom."

A muffled sound came from a distance.

The three of them turned their heads almost at the same time, and looked in the direction of the sound. This sound was very familiar to them, and it was the sound of an explosion.

In the distance, it's just a dark night.

The sound is a bit dull, the distance should be relatively far.

"Let's go." After standing for a while, Ethan blinked and turned to get in the car.

No matter what happened, it was not their turn to control it. Rusek and the others also realized that this was not Chicago, and immediately opened the car door.

Ethan stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly towards the house.

There was no movement from the phone, which made him a little strange. According to the normal situation, Rebecca should call Hector as soon as she changed hands.

Unexpectedly, she could bear it so much.

"boom."

The sound of the engine sounded, and a ray of light quickly approached from behind.

"Hey~"

A handsome motorcycle roared past the Range Rover.

The rider who drove the motorcycle was wearing a black leather jacket, the taillights of the car flickered a few times, and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Looking at the direction of progress, it was the place where the explosion sounded.

"Nora!"

Seeing the number of the motorcycle, Ethan immediately realized who was driving.

He slammed on the accelerator, and the Land Rover roared and picked up the speed, chasing after the motorcycle where it left off.

The sudden acceleration caused the other two people to sway, and they quickly grabbed the handrail.

"What's wrong?" Rusek asked quickly.

"I saw someone I know, be careful." Ethan firmly grasped the steering wheel, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to the place where the explosion happened just now and take a look. We don't know what happened, so don't shoot casually."

"know."

Atwater nodded quickly from behind.

At this time, red and blue light came from the rearview mirror again.

A police car rushed up from behind.

When there is an emergency, the town police don't care about speeding. The police car has already reached [-] miles.

Ethan had just stepped on the accelerator, and he hadn't picked up the speed yet, so he was quickly thrown behind.

"Bang bang bang."

After driving out for a while, he vaguely heard gunshots.

Everyone couldn't be more familiar with this voice, and quickly pulled themselves together.

The gunfire rang out violently and stopped very quickly.

After a while, the sound stopped, and the Land Rover drove rapidly, and soon saw two blue and red lights at the end of the road.

From the other direction, two police cars also drove quickly.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ethan hastily slowed down the speed of the car. A gun battle had just erupted here. If he drove over in a hurry, he would only get shot.

When approaching the scene of the incident, Ethan narrowed his eyes.

An escort vehicle crashed into a big tree on the side of the road, the tailgate of the vehicle was blown open, and a corpse fell inside.

On the body of the corpse, the security uniform of Kino Moon was worn.

What a guts, who the hell dares to steal my money.

Ethan stepped on the brake angrily, stopped the Range Rover, slammed the door hard and strode over.

"Hey, don't come here."

Bunker raised the Glock vigilantly and called out.

When a shootout happened, most people would run as far as they could, and would not take the initiative to come over. Those who dared to step forward would have some purpose.

"it's me."

Ethan's footsteps did not slow down, and he continued to walk forward.

"Mr. Morgan?"

Bunker put down his pistol in surprise when he saw the person coming.

"Sorry." He stepped forward quickly and clapped Ethan's hands: "I'm resting today, but I know you're back."

This guy is always so polite.

"Don't say that."

Letting go of his hand, Ethan pointed to the back: "These are two of my colleagues. I heard the explosion, so I stopped by to see what's going on."

Atwater was about to say hello to Bunker when he noticed the tattoo on his neck.

On the dark blue uniform, there was a swastika mark, which was particularly frightening and made him stop abruptly. Because of their skin color, they always kept a high degree of vigilance against such people.

Including when Emmett first met Bunker, it was like this.

Ruzek looks at Bunker in total astonishment, wondering how a white supremacist could be the town's cop.

Bunker has long been used to this kind of gaze.

He just smiled and pressed the intercom to call an ambulance.

No matter what happened at the scene, it was over, footsteps sounded, and the motorcycle rider walked over with his leather boots under the light of the car just now.

At his waist, hung a scorpion submachine gun.

The helmet was taken off, and a head of smooth black hair fell down. Nora shook her head, and her hair fluttered.

Her attire, the submachine gun on her waist, and her beautiful face made Rusek hold her breath. Such a woman is full of aggressiveness, like a royal lady.

"When did you come back."

Nora held the helmet with one hand and walked quickly to Ethan.

Her chest was still heaving slightly, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder on her body.

"Just arrived soon."

Ethan came forward and brushed her messy hair back neatly: "What happened?"

"robbery."

Nora didn't dodge at all, and smiled coldly: "I killed two."

"they are?"

Her eyes shifted to Ruzek and Atwater.

"My colleague." After introducing each of them, Ethan pointed to the side: "This is Nora."

"she is mine."

Ruzek and Atwater interrupted him to say in unison:
"good friend!!!"

"Smart." Ethan gave a thumbs up: "Wait here, I'll go and have a look."

The two of them were very sensible and stood still.

If you are not an acquaintance, it is best not to enter the scene of the crime indiscriminately, as it will be disgusting.

However, both of them were very curious.

Why is this girl in leather able to swagger with a submachine gun and move freely here, while the town police next to her seem to be turning a blind eye.

This small town made them feel more and more curious.

Especially Ethan's good friends, who jumped out one by one, Ruzek scratched his face, only feeling a toothache.

In Chicago before, why didn't I find that he was such a person.

Two police cars coming from the other direction stopped one after another, one was the patrol car of the Banshee Town Police Department, and the other was the patrol car of the Chino Police Department.

Amy King, Brock, Emmett and others got off the car one after another.

This place belongs to the place where Banshee Town and the Chino Tribe meet. Both parties have jurisdiction, and the settlement is usually negotiated. Now that the escort vehicle of Chino Moon has been robbed, it is obviously the jurisdiction of the Chino Police Department.

"Please."

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Ethan was also there, and Brock spread his hands helplessly.

It's only been a few hours now, and people are starting to die.

"Think about it."

Ethan raised his hand helplessly and poked his head: "Will I rob my property?"

The reasons are too strong to be refuted.

Brock also remembered that Ethan owns the shares of Chino Moon. It's not that he is mentally ill, but he really can't do things like robbing himself.

However, he still looked at Ethan resentfully, as soon as this person appeared, something would happen immediately.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at Amy Jin's petite body, Ethan also touched her fist. This is a friend who met by chance, not a good friend.

Without time to talk to them too much, Ethan observed the scene of the crime.

In addition to the escort who was killed in the compartment, there were also two people lying in the driver's seat of the escort vehicle.

The windshield is dotted with bullet holes.

Blood dripped sparsely from the gap in the car door, and the people inside had no chance of surviving.

In front of the escort vehicle, another car fell into the ditch.

The car was riddled with bullet holes and glass cracked.

There were also two people lying in it. If you guessed right, this should be Nora's masterpiece.

"Miss Langside."

Brock raised his belt and asked in a deep voice, "Can you tell us what happened here just now?"

"Sorry, Sheriff Lotus."

Amy King saw Nora winking at herself, and quickly stood up and looked at Brock: "The one who was attacked was the recovery vehicle of Chino Moon, and the jurisdiction of this case belongs to the Chino Police Department." , I think you should have no objection?"

The Banshee and Chino Police Departments have had a great time working together since she took over.

Brock hesitated and waved his hand:

"Yes, this is your business, Emmett, Bunker, let's go back."

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