My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Even though it was past two o'clock in the morning, the apartment building was still lit with lights.

In this kind of place, quite a few people are nocturnal.

On the radar, there are dense dots of light.

It's meaningless to watch at this time, Ethan turned off the radar casually.

Atwater's complexion seemed camouflaged in the dim light, save for the whites of his eyes moving back and forth.

After playing for a day, I did health care again.

His energy was already extremely high, even though this operation was only equivalent to the role of an observer, he still had an urge to try.

Rusek was a little nervous and swallowed hard.

In the early hours of the morning and late at night, sneaking into the black community, or such a very dangerous place, made his nerves tense.

"Detective Morgan, right?"

Detective Jill in front turned around and said softly: "That's not what Zaki said just now, I hope you don't take it to heart."

She turned her head and glanced back, her eyes were quite sharp.

The high bridge of the nose and the shiny earrings on the earlobe gave people a vigor and resolute feeling.

"Of course not, this matter is bothering you." Even if Ethan has an opinion, he will not say it out. Besides, after all, others are here to help, and a few words can't kill anyone.

However, what Phillips said just now made the performance of the first two people very interesting.

Vaguely, occupying the best route of travel.

They blocked themselves and the people behind them to death, and they had a momentum of sweeping everything.

Let's do things, you just wait to take people away.

Ethan could feel the thoughts in their hearts, and shook his head with a smile. It would be better if he didn't even have to touch the gun, so he could relax.

Soon, a group of people came to the back door.

The slight but dense footsteps scared the rats in the trash can to flee quickly, and there was a lot of squeaking.

Other than that, there was silence.

At this time, if a black man popped out suddenly and saw several people in full armor, he would have to be frightened.

"Shh."

Jill raised one arm, and the movements of the people behind him all stopped.

"Boss."

She pressed the microphone and said softly, "Team B is already in place."

The night wind blows, rolling up several garbage bags.

Everyone leaned against the wall, snorting heavily, waiting for the front personnel to arrive.

"Team A is in place."

Not long after, Phillips' voice sounded: "Let's do it."

Ethan also put on their communication equipment, and he could hear their mutual communication and action instructions. He immediately pulled out the Python revolver, patted Rusek, and reminded him and Atwater to keep up.

Under the leadership of Jill, five people got into the dark back door passage.

To Ethan, it feels like a fortress here.

There were messy wires everywhere, patches of sewage on the ground, and the entire apartment building smelled musty.

Unlike the outside, there are some noises inside.

The joyful voices of men and women, as well as the sound of TV and music, sounded vaguely.

After walking in, I realized that the light in the whole building was extremely dim. The so-called patio was blocked by something, and the night sky was faintly visible.

Fortunately, on the corridor, the dim light bulbs can still provide some lighting.

"呲~"

Jill pursed her lips and made a slight noise, and waved her hand diagonally forward.

In front of them was the stairs, and a group of people walked quickly and walked up the stairs. When they reached the second floor, they saw black shadows flickering diagonally opposite, and Phillips and the others were there.

The two groups of people met their eyes and continued to walk up.

This ghost place is very awkwardly designed.

After going up one floor, you have to walk a certain distance along the corridor to the side. After passing through two or three rooms, this is the next upward staircase.

And next to the stairs, there is a circular passage leading to many residences inside.

"Click."

The door was unscrewed, and the light in the room shone onto the corridor.

A thin black girl twisted her body and came out, swearing at the people inside: "Remember, eighty dollars, my mother always pays this price, don't just bargain."

"Twenty dollars is enough for those bitches on the street outside, why don't you try it out."

"bump."

Close the door and turn around.

The black girl's body froze immediately, and her eyes showed horror.

"Well!"

Her mouth was covered in an instant, she groaned a few times, and opened her mouth to bite.

A burst of coldness completely calmed down her brain.

"FBI."

Ethan skillfully borrowed the vest, and said in a deep voice, "Don't bark, it's not for you, understand?"

"Ah."

The black girl snorted and nodded quickly.

Only then did Ethan remove the muzzle of the gun from her head, and everyone behind her breathed a sigh of relief.

Before they found the target, they absolutely didn't want to startle the whole building. With Hector's level of vigilance, with a scream, they might miss this time.

"Please cooperate, thank you."

Ethan put his hand over his mouth and pulled it like a zipper.

Everyone can understand this action.

Seeing that she understood what he meant, Ethan let go of his palm.

This pretty black girl was also very cooperative. She shrugged her shoulders and said nothing. It is their survival philosophy to have nothing to do with themselves.

Jill and Odd glanced at each other, feeling a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Ethan's movements were so quick just now.

If this black girl screamed in fright, she would definitely be in trouble, if nothing else.

Few people who live in this kind of place have clean buttocks.

The episode ended quickly, and Phillips, who was watching all this diagonally, also felt relieved and continued to move upwards.

Just after walking a few steps, Jill stopped again.

The black girl followed them all the time.

Not near or far, just hanging like this.

"I live on the fourth floor."

Seeing that they were all staring at her, Heimei felt terrified. After stammering an explanation, she simply stood still.

"you go first."

Ethan waved his hand, signaling her to leave.

Heimei nodded and ran up quickly.

She knew that this group of people would not do anything to her. After the initial shock, the tension had eased, and she understood that in the eyes of these people, her life was worthless.

"Aren't you afraid that she will report the letter?"

Odd asked in a muffled voice when he heard the footsteps fading away.

"Then first she needs to know who we are looking for." Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

I don't understand how he could ask such an idiotic question.

Odd's face froze and he scratched his head.

"Let's go."

Jill was also laughed at by her companion, gritted her teeth, and walked upstairs quickly.

"Om~~~"

After such a short delay, Phillips and the others had already walked up to the fifth floor, while Ethan and the others had just stepped up to the fourth floor. When they passed through the corridor, there was a harsh buzzing sound.

This sudden movement made everyone stop in an instant.

"What a surprise."

A voice mixed with electrical noise resounded and echoed throughout the building: "I didn't expect to welcome guests to our NO.18 residence tonight."

"Squat down."

Ethan reacted instantly, bent his knees and hid behind the concrete railing in the corridor.

The others also hurriedly followed his movements. Although they were at a loss, finding a cover at this time was definitely the right thing to do.

Hearing the sound, Phillips looked puzzled.

He thought of something again, and his eyes suddenly became frightened.

"My friend." The person in the loudspeaker said sarcastically, "This is my old friend, the old friend who killed my family."

"Dear Special Agent Phillips."

That thunderous voice continued to sound: "It's really an accident, I actually met you at my place."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

The voice of this man was full of excitement: "Since you are here, don't leave!"

"To all the tenants of No. 18, it's party time." His voice became louder: "In the building, there are nine rats, the rats from the FBI."

"Pick up your machetes, pick up your guns."

"One head, $30, the bald guy, a reward of $100 million!"

"I am a judge, and you know my credibility."

The voice of the man who claimed to be a judge was like thunder, and he said very resolutely: "As long as there is a head, the cash will be in place immediately, and there will be absolutely no arrears. This is my promise."

"Come on, move your hands."

"These rats are on the fourth and fifth floors, go ahead and clean this building up for me."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the lights in the entire building disappeared instantly, and the building became dim. Only the black net on the roof barely provided some light source.

On Rusek's forehead, there was a drop of cold sweat.

What observer's identity has been lost by him, Glock pulled out instantly, and took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, my head was worth 30 US dollars a day.

"Boss, Boss!"

Jill pressed the microphone and shouted a few words anxiously, but there was no response in the headset.

"Shh, don't bark." Ethan stopped her movement, and showed his phone: "It's possible that the people inside have activated the signal jammer, and now the phone has no signal at all."

Seeing that the phone signal was directly zero, Jill tightened her grip on the AR15.

"Fake!"

Ethan cursed in a low voice, with a gloomy expression on his face, how could there be an enemy of Phillips suddenly appearing, it seems that he is still the kind who will never die.

That's right, it is immortal.

In this slum-like place, it is so tempting to offer a reward of 340 million at once.

No kidding, 80.00% of the people living in this place may earn less than 30 US dollars in their lifetime. It is estimated that most of the people inside live on the streets.

The name of the FBI can't scare these guys.

Besides, with a head of 30, inviting a professional killer to play is just the price.

Ethan turned on the radar and swallowed.

Up, down, left, right, and densely packed light spots in all directions, most of them began to surge, which made people feel frightened when they saw it.

"Come on."

Jill snorted and wanted to leave.

In a dangerous situation, the first reaction is to flee, which is also true.

But that opportunity has been lost, and Ethan has already seen, not only the above, but also the light spots on the floors below, many of which have already walked out of the room.

Inside the Huixing Building, the light of opening the door flashed from time to time.

Leaving at this time, it's okay to be alone, but there are four people around, and some of them will definitely be knocked down.

Go out with Rusek, Atwater, and the others, and you can't go back with the corpse.

The first reaction now is to save your life.

Jia Bo was outside, he knew what he was doing, and suddenly he couldn't contact anyone, he would definitely find a way to make a move.

Thinking of this, Ethan pressed Jill's shoulder.

"late."

Shaking his head at her, Ethan stretched out his finger, pointing up and down, and gestured for silence at the same time.

The sound of messy footsteps sounded quietly.

In the whole building, it was as oppressive as a volcano that was about to erupt.

On the other hand, even though Phillips doesn't have a radar, he knows that the situation is not good.

His position had already been exposed, so he didn't dare to shout to the opposite side.

He patted Zaki on the shoulder, and was about to return to the stairs and move to where the other people were. Now as long as they get together, add up to nine people, and grab a room, he doesn't believe that the other party can do anything to him.

Zaki remained motionless, clenched the Remington shotgun in his hand, and aimed at the door next to him.

The spherical lock above is turning slowly.

He didn't need to guess, he also knew that someone inside was going to take a share.

Growing up so big, Zaki has never seen anyone who dared to take action against the FBI. He moved the muzzle of the gun angrily, and pulled the trigger forcefully at the position next to the door lock.

"No."

Phillips growled with horror on his face.

But it was too late, the trigger was pulled, and the shot was ejected from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the door with a ball of flame.

"Oh!"

While the shotgun broke a hole in the wooden door, it also instantly killed the people inside.

The firelight illuminated Phillips' face, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a few black shadows standing on the corridor on the sixth floor, and the firelight elongated the shadows of the guns.

"Fake."

He yelled, "Get down."

At this time, he only had time to throw the two people in front of him down.

"Clap clap clap."

"Bang bang bang."

Zaki's gunfire exposed his position. A total of more than a dozen guns on the sixth and seventh floors frantically pulled the triggers at the place where the fireworks went out.

Countless bullets hit from above like a violent storm.

The strobe flames made the courtyard of the building look like a nightclub. Even though Zaki was wearing a bulletproof vest and a bulletproof helmet, it had no effect, and countless blood flowers exploded all over his body.

His body trembled crazily with the sound of the gun as if he had been electrocuted.

The cement baffle was also smashed by bullets, leaving dozens of bullet holes and debris flying everywhere.

"Zaki!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the firm face of the detective who was pressed under Phillips' eyes was tearing, he turned sideways suddenly, and the AR15 in his hand was facing the place where the gunfire was on upstairs. Crazy strafing. (end of this chapter)