My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 715 Don't Be Nervous
After finishing all these actions, Ethan leaned on the wall and whispered to the inside:

"Come out, there's ammunition out there."

Hiding inside can only solve temporary security. What we need to do now is to continue to advance. Attacking is the best defense.

They were all wearing body armor and now had enough ammunition.

Having passed the stage of being caught off guard, Ethan believes that with these well-trained people, he can still cope with the next situation. After all, he also killed a group of people just now.

According to the observation of the radar, most of the remaining wanderers were scared and hid in the room.

Most of the people they need to deal with are the judges on the seventh floor, the residents in the apartment building, and only a few greedy guys left.

"But Zaki is still here."

A head protruded from the hole. It was Phillips, another female detective from the Violent Crime Division. She continued with a trembling voice, "We need someone to watch him here."

"You can't let those bastards take off his head to receive the reward."

Just now, the few of them tried their best to drag Zaki's body into the room, just to avoid this kind of thing from happening.

Ethan looked into her eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

In fact, this female detective was frightened, not only her voice was trembling, but her eyes were also full of fright.

Even an agent is a body of flesh and blood, so it's normal for her to be scared out of her wits.

Ethan didn't speak, but looked at Phillips, believing that he would make the right choice. It is completely useless to hide here now, and the risk of being surrounded is actually greater.

"You stay here."

Phillips hesitated for a moment, and said to the female subordinate: "Block the door, take two guns, and people outside should not be able to get in."

The female detective blushed, but she nodded silently.

She clutched the guns in her hands and pursed her lips. She didn't understand why these people insisted on going out to die. With these guns outside, she just waited for rescue.

Phillips didn't hesitate any longer, opened the door and walked out bending over.

Behind him, the man with a resolute face also walked out of the room, and several people quickly scraped away the guns on the ground.

"Thank you."

The man with a firm face looked at Jill and Ethan, and sincerely thanked him: "If you hadn't come here, we really wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and we don't have much ammunition left in our hands."

"By the way, in case you don't remember, my name is Reese."

After throwing two pistols into the room, Reese looked at Ethan again: "Don't be nervous, just follow us later."

"cough!"

Jill choked and coughed repeatedly.

She quickly covered her mouth again and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine.

"I'm not nervous." Ethan held up a double-barreled shotgun and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I should still be able to help."

Only then did Rees notice that Ethan's body was covered in blood.

Even his face was dotted with blood, and he exuded a murderous aura.

He looked at Jill suspiciously, who shook his head.

Phillips knew Ethan's fighting power, and knew that he must be leading Jill to charge up, so he just pursed his lips and nodded at Ethan. We are old acquaintances, so there is no need to say too much.

"Where's Ted?"

Reese was puzzled for a while, but he didn't see Ted's figure, so he asked nervously, "Is something wrong with him?"

"It's a little bit injured, it's not a big problem."

Jill shook his head, watching both sides of the corridor vigilantly: "Ethan's colleague is taking care of him below."

Hearing that the problem was not serious, Riston breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was attacked just now, he was actually more worried about the fourth floor in his heart. Two detectives led three city policemen, which made him extremely worried.

"Go ahead."

Taking advantage of the quiet air strike, Ethan looked at Phillips: "What is the origin of this judge?"

Phillips actually doesn't want to bring up the past, but in this situation, he can't pass the test without explaining the matter clearly. The two subordinates can still evade it, but Ethan can't.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Phillips said with a complex expression:

"I didn't expect that he was still alive."

"The judge can be regarded as crawling out of hell, I admire him very much."

"Speak the key."

Ethan waved his hand, interrupting him.

Both Jill and Reese looked over in surprise, not expecting him to talk to Phillips like this.

And his boss wasn't annoyed at all.

"Back then, I participated in an undercover mission." Phillips shrugged and said, "I went undercover to the judge and went to Colombia with him to find a big seller."

"All in all, I betrayed him and successfully captured Du Xiao."

"As far as I know, the judge was taken into the jungle by Du Xiao's men."

"And his family."

There was a trace of sadness in Phillips' voice: "I was also found by the subordinates of that lord, and all of them were killed."

Ethan scratched his face, not knowing what to say.

Phillips was doing his job and there was nothing to say.

But if it were his own judge, as long as he had a way, he would definitely put Phillips to death and then hurry up.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the long-silent trumpet sounded again: "What's going on?"

"Party, where's my party?"

"Please, there's no need to stop the party."

"Phillips, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful helper." The judge's voice continued: "Well, I'll add a little more fun to the game, everyone, please listen."

"Boom, boom."

Two loud bangs came from below the first floor.

Hearing this voice, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"All right."

Inside the loudspeaker, the judge's teasing voice sounded: "The front door and the back door have now been lowered with a three-centimeter-thick iron plate. None of you can escape."

"Only rewards, no punishment is not enough."

"The countdown starts from now. After one hour, if there is no way to kill these rats, I will detonate the explosives buried in the building. The whole building will collapse, and you will all be buried with these FBI rats."

On the seventh floor, the monitoring room.

A white man wearing a black eye patch was sitting on a chair. He looked at the off-white monitoring screen with one eye, and continued to the microphone on the table, "By the way, this is to prove what I said."

He turned off the microphone and hooked his fingers back.

An extremely hot girl with gold glasses stepped forward. She bent down and tapped on the keyboard with both hands to bring up a control interface.

After the judge kneaded it a few times, he tapped the button on it lightly.

(End of this chapter)