My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

"I don't like idiots."

Ethan blew on the muzzle of the gun and looked at the bald man: "But she wants to be a fool."

"Go ahead."

He raised the Glock again and pointed it at the white bald man:

"Where is my fucking money?"

"Isn't it just on the ground?" The bald man swallowed, his eyes swept over the money that fell on the ground just now.

"Wrong answer."

Ethan shook his head, and the muzzle moved.

"puff."

"Ah!!!" The bald man screamed, and the other good arm fell down.

The swastika on his forehead became distorted, and he slammed his head hard against the sofa.

It took a few seconds for the tension to subside.

He gasped for breath, looked at Ethan coldly, and realized that he was not the kind of person who would whine.

"Where the fuck is my money?" Ethan repeated what he said just now, and continued to move the gun, aiming at his crotch: "Don't think about delaying time, you only have two choices."

"First, tell me, I'll give you a treat."

"Second, I will make you very unhappy. In the end, you will still be unable to bear the torture and tell me the answer."

"Fakyu." The bald man was no longer afraid, but became angry. He cursed, "You are a disgrace to the white people, and you actually work for those dirty aborigines."

"Their money is ours."

"And their scalps are all ours."

"Really?" Upon hearing these words, Nora put the pistol back into the holster, and said in a muffled voice, "Why don't I think so?"

She pressed her waist and slowly pulled out a dagger from the leather sheath.

The cold light flickered, showing that the blade was extremely sharp. With cold eyes, she wiped the dagger back and forth on her sleeve a few times: "Unfortunately, I tell you that your scalp no longer belongs to you."

"What do you want to do?"

The bald man looked at Nora in horror, and he got up abruptly, wanting to run away regardless.

But his arms have been abolished, and all he has done is useless.

Nora easily turned him over, her knee pressed hard on his neck, and the dagger in her hand swung around with a stabbing sound.

"what!!!"

"Stop it, stop it!"

A burst of scalp-numbing screams penetrated the outer wall of the house and spread to the distance.

The current situation must have attracted the attention of nearby neighbors, and other white supremacists must be rushing over. Although doing so would delay time, Ethan pursed his lips and let Nora do what he wanted.

If she were an aborigine, she would have made the same choice as Nora.

The sound of water ticking caught his attention.

The remaining two people were frightened by Nora's crazy behavior, and the light yellow urine dripped along the sofa cushions to the floor.

"bring it on."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked the two trembling people: "Will any of you tell me where my money is?"

"Shh."

The two agreed and nodded quickly.

With both arms raised high, he lowered a finger and poked at the cabinet next to him.

If you cooperated so early, it would be over.

Ethan walked to the side, opened the cabinet, and there were five cloth bags stuffed inside, the seals were still tight, and these people hadn't had time to open them yet.

There were handles on them, so he grabbed it and pulled the cloth bag out of it.

On the other side, Nora successfully cut off the scalp.

With a wave of her hand, she threw it on the table with a bang, and then wiped the dagger vigorously, and there was a sound of water mist.

"While you can still hear me."

Nora came close to his ear and said in a deep voice, "After you die, my ancestors will also scalp your soul."

The dagger wiped the man's back, and Nora slipped it back into the sheath contentedly.

Seeing that Ethan had found the money, she drew out her pistol in a swish, and pointed at the remaining man: "Who provided the escort route for you?"

The man swallowed, and quickly said the answer.

"Thank you." Nora nodded, and instantly pulled the trigger with her finger, firing wildly at him.

"Bang bang bang."

He didn't stop until the bullets in the magazine were empty.

"You tell Watts or the people behind him."

Nora turned her gun and pointed at the woman who was stunned on the spot: "This is a warning from the Chino tribe. If you dare to reach out to us again, next time, more of you will definitely die."

The incontinent woman's body was splattered with blood, and she was completely shocked.

She nodded unconsciously, trembling all over.

The corner of Ethan's mouth turned up. If Nora's brother had been as ruthless as her, he wouldn't have been killed.

He also picked up all the fifty thousand dollars that fell on the ground just now, and stuffed them into his clothes. This is hard money.

Not much, but better than nothing.

The incontinent woman was left behind, and the remaining light spot upstairs did not even dare to move, so it was left alone.

Holding the money bag, the two walked out of the house together.

But they didn't relax their vigilance. Who knows if there will be accomplices of these guys in such a ghostly place, especially after the shooting incident, the neighbors around have turned off all the lights, and even the barking of dogs from time to time just now stop.

The two quickly ran back to the parking place, Ethan threw a few cloth bags to Nora, and started the car by himself.

At this time, dense beams of light shot from a distance.

The sound of the car's engine was accompanied by scolding and roaring one after another.

"boarding."

Ethan started the vehicle and roared.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." Nora was not in a hurry. She opened her coat and copied out the two Uzis hanging under her armpits. The next moment, crazy flames lit up in the dark night.

She kept pulling the two submachine guns, and the bullets rushed forward violently.

When the drivers of the first two cars slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel quickly in fright, the pickup truck crashed into the gutter on the side of the road.

The bullet hit the body of a car, leaving bullet holes.

The windshield shattered, the tires blew out, and blood splattered.

The car crashed into a ball tens of meters away from them, dodging the bullets that kept coming, and the people in the cars behind stopped their cars one after another, and rushed forward with their guns.

Nora's movement still didn't stop. After she emptied the magazine, she took out another thing.

With a pull of the left hand, a vigorous wave of the right hand.

Thick smoke billowed suddenly, blocking sight.

This time, she finally swung her long legs and straddled the motorcycle, slapping Ethan on the shoulder vigorously: "Go, go, go!"

"Hahaha, I finally had fun."

The corners of Ethan's eyes twitched, and he accelerated quickly.

He forgot that the guy who is hugging him now is also an out-and-out lunatic, who used to be a cameo killer.

After being the chief for so long, Nora has long been too depressed.

This time, these people provoked her, and it was considered bloody bad luck, causing her to completely detonate all the anger in her heart,
The tires turned, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The motorcycle quickly left the chaotic scene like an arrow leaving the string.

A group of people behind rushed through the smoke with guns in their hands, only seeing the motorcycle taillights disappearing at the end of the road, and were so angry that they hugged the sky a few times. (end of this chapter)