My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 720
There are not as many people as you, as long as the guy has more things than you.

After throwing out two flash bombs, Ethan immediately closed his eyes, covering them tightly with his palms.

As for the ears, I can't take care of them now.

You can feel the strong light on your eyelids, and your ears are even buzzing, and the whole world is only left with sharp whistling sounds.

Put your hands down and pick up the AK.

He stepped out of the concrete pillar with fluttering steps, and when he looked around, seven or eight people were in a mess.

Some opened their mouths and howled silently.

There is also the unlucky guy, the flash bomb just exploded next to him, and he is lying on the ground rolling back and forth.

A man in the distance had his calf broken by a grenade just now.

While screaming, he crawled desperately into the distance.

Most of the people here are wearing casual clothes, only one or two people are wearing black suits, and I don't know if it is the distinction between them.

But this time, all beings are equal.

The AK in Ethan's hand was pulled, and the bullets hit these people with a bang.

He was like a grim reaper, swinging his scythe wildly.

Looking at the spray of blood, listening to the faint gunshots coming from his ears, after being shocked a few times in succession, at this moment his steps were light and light, and a particularly strong sense of hallucinations emerged in his heart.

In the distance, at the opposite stairway.

The three black suits fought and retreated. From his angle, he could see that Jill was struggling to attack. She leaned on the handrail of the stairs and fired crazily at it.

Ethan quickly moved the muzzle of the gun and poured all the remaining bullets in the magazine.

Two men in black were swept by him, and they rolled and fell down the stairs.

The AK finally stopped vibrating, and the bullets were exhausted.

The arm was suddenly bitten by a mosquito, followed by a burning pain.

This pain pulled him out of the psychedelic feeling.

Being shot, Ethan was startled.

He rolled over and dropped the AK at the same time, moving quickly like a nimble ape.

The judge in the room was holding a pistol and was shooting at Ethan frantically through the window. He turned his back to the outside just now and was not hurt too much. He was the first person to react.

But his one eye also shed tears, affecting the accuracy of shooting.

After firing a few shots, seeing that the sudden attack didn't work, he made a decisive decision and ran inside quickly.

The detective outside had already rushed up, and like a super soldier, he killed seven or eight of his men in just a short while.

If you don't run at this time, when will you have to wait.

"Bang bang bang."

With a wave of his arm, Ethan pulled out the TEC-9 submachine gun from the bulletproof vest, and slammed it on the window.

Broken glass exploded and scattered like crystals.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, his left arm was hung with a big gash, dripping with blood.

"Grass."

Ethan's curse bounced off the ground and hit the door like an arrow from the string.

"Boom."

The door was knocked flying and collapsed.

"Suddenly."

The TEC-9 submachine gun sprayed out flames, quickly killing the two black suits crawling on the ground like headless chickens.

Ethan immediately turned his gun and pointed towards the corner.

More than a dozen men and women had already raised their hands high and looked at him in horror, fearing that this man was addicted to killing, so they would give them a shuttle by the way.

These people, men only wear shorts.

The women wore bikinis of various colors, and their figures were all indescribable.

"Judge, where did he go?"

Ethan walked forward quickly, picked up a TEC-9 submachine gun, pointed at the group of people and asked.

There are several passages inside, and I don't know where to go. I only saw a few light spots on the roof of the building on the radar.

These people must have gone upstairs.

Under his stern voice, more than a dozen people opened their mouths at the same time and kept opening and closing them.

"To shut up."

Ethan roared, "I can't hear you, use your fingers."

Excited, the muzzle shook.

The dozen or so people were so frightened that they all pointed to the innermost passage with sincere eyes.

"Suddenly."

Ethan lowered his gun and pulled the trigger.

Seven or eight bullets hit in front of this group of people, making them tremble instantly.

"Be honest."

Ethan yelled: "Anyone who dares to move will die!!!"

There are guns everywhere on the ground outside. If these people go out to mess around, they will cause great trouble to Jill behind.

But killing them all, I can't do it myself.

Anyone who wants to die can't be let go, and when they meet honest and cooperative people, they can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, even though most of these people are scum.

It can only be a warning in the most direct way.

This warning method is very effective.

Seeing that several people could no longer control their bladders and were dripping urine.

Ethan didn't know how terrifying his current image was in the eyes of these people.

Clothes and faces were covered with a mixture of blood and dust.

Being frightened by him, coupled with the cold gaze, some timid people seem to be about to faint.

Taking a deep breath, he didn't have time to wait for Jill, so he spread his legs and chased into the aisle. The remaining few people ran upstairs. They definitely didn't want to jump off the building, and there was definitely a way to escape.

After working for a long time, and letting these people run away, all this effort will be in vain.

Turning a corner, some flour was scattered on the ground to guide his direction. It has only been half an hour since the judge made his decision.

With such a rush of time, it is inevitable that they will make mistakes.

Sure enough, at the next corner, a black travel bag fell on the ground.

The handle broke and the zipper couldn't be closed in time.

The inside was stuffed full of flour, perhaps because the action was too hasty, and some goods were not neatly packed and spread out inside.

Just such a bag is a huge fortune.

However, Ethan was not interested in these things at all, so he jumped over and continued to rush forward.

Soon, they came to a staircase.

The fresh air poured in from above, which lifted Ethan's spirit, and his tinnitus recovered a lot.

That fresh air current is rapidly decreasing.

Those who fled upstairs tried to close the roof door and quickly covered up.

"Suddenly."

Without saying a word, Ethan pulled the trigger on the rooftop door.

Bullets rattled against the wooden door, breaking through holes one by one. The person in charge of closing the door unexpectedly chased after him so quickly. He was caught off guard, and bright flowers exploded on his body.

"Don't stare, that person may still have flash bombs, go away."

When Ethan shot, he vaguely heard a roar from above, and then, eight or nine light spots quickly ran in another direction.

The flash bomb, he really didn't have it anymore.

I can't take all of the stocks that Nora got in one go. I originally planned to take some and put them in space for future use, but I didn't expect to use them all so soon.

Looking around, there was a tattered computer desk in the corner.

With two guns stuck in his body, he rushed upstairs holding the computer desk. The desk was like a battering ram, breaking open the roof door, flying out with a bang, and hitting the ground with the wooden door.

"Da da da."

In the distance, dense bullets hit, smashing the computer desk that was about to fall apart.

When they found out that it was a table, they hurriedly turned their guns.

But at this time, it was too late.

A black shadow sprang out from the roof door, and the two guns raised in his hands spewed out flames.

Ethan just strode forward, constantly pulling the trigger.

Three black suits were knocked over by bang bang.

Most of them are dragging a suitcase or a travel bag in their hands.

When the bullet hit the top of the bag, white powder was raised, which was instantly blown away by the wind, but when it hit the suitcase, green scraps of paper splashed out, and the night wind rolled up, carrying the scraps of paper flying into the sky go.

Ethan's eyes lit up, and the gunfire intensified.

These independent dealers are all damned!
On the roof of the entire apartment building, there are densely packed and tall air-conditioning external units.

On one side were six people, desperately maneuvering between the air-conditioning units, on the other side there was only one person, but they were chasing after them.

Two groups of people come and go, the guns in their hands are banging.

From time to time, bullets hit the outer unit of the air conditioner, splashing sparks.

"Judge."

Ethan fired several shots at the front, flew to hide behind the air conditioner and shouted loudly: "You can't escape, surrender."

"Fakyu."

Now that the hearing has basically recovered, a sad and angry roar came from the front.

The judge was extremely angry, and he still hadn't realized what was going on, why he suddenly changed from a high-ranking controller to a fugitive running around in embarrassment.

But this kind of thing, he is not unexperienced.

Even though he was already in an extremely difficult situation, his footsteps were not too flustered.

"boom."

Ethan suddenly dodged his body and fired another shot at the front.

The black suit dragging the suitcase was shot in the forehead and fell heavily to the ground. Seeing this, the others quickly pulled their guns, and the bullets hit violently.

At this time, Ethan had already fled to the other side.

He didn't need to carry big and small bags like these people, and he was extremely agile.

Even though there was only one person, he firmly suppressed the people on the opposite side. After two or three strokes, he rushed to the side of a black suit that fell to the ground. With a light touch of his palm, a suitcase on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Get rich, get rich!
At this time, Ethan's breath was so hot that it seemed to spew out flames.

These people still have several such 28-inch suitcases in their hands. He is like a giant dragon with greedy eyes bursting out.
The judge soon realized that these things in his hands were hindering his speed of escape.

Compared with my own life, these things are not worth mentioning.

As long as you go back to Colombia, these are small money, throw it away and make it again.

"Throw away the box, throw away the things." He fired a few shots in the back, and then rushed forward without looking back, shouting at the three people guarding the front: "Fake, get out of the way."

Hearing his words, several of his subordinates quickly discarded the heavy objects.

The speed of the group suddenly increased a lot.

They were like beasts that had broken free from their shackles, and their counterattacks became more violent.

Ethan was forced to turn around quickly and hide to the side.

He was running really happily, but he forgot where he was now, he stepped on the ground, and his body fell sideways on the parapet.

Ethan looked at the small police car below and swallowed.

If it falls, no self-healing ability will work, so he calmed down, panting heavily and looking sideways, his pupils constricted for a while.

Hey guys, a zip line is trembling slightly.

Two suitcases were hanging on it, and they were sliding towards the opposite side. A few tens of meters away, there was a five-story unfinished building.

It was dark on the opposite side, and one could barely see the figure shaking.

The next moment, another figure flashed across the high-altitude cableway. The person on it was swinging with the rope, and his cold eyes collided with Ethan.

The judge raised his pistol and pointed it at Ethan who was standing beside the parapet.

Depend on.

Ethan also cursed angrily, and quickly picked up the gun.

"Bang bang bang."

The guns of the two people spat out anger at each other, but the distance was too far, and the judge was shaking and moving quickly, and their shooting accuracy was very worrying.

The air-conditioner outside Ethan's side was banging, he calmed down and aimed at the judge's abdomen, and squeezed the trigger.

"what!!!"

A shrill scream resounded through the night sky of the city.

The judge's gun fell from a high altitude, and he covered his crotch with his hands, and drops of blood fluttered in the wind.

"I am going to kill you."

The screams of grief and indignation echoed between the buildings: "I will definitely kill you"

"Suddenly."

Ethan didn't say anything, and responded to him directly with gunshots.

It's a pity that all this was done in vain.

The frantic figure of the judge quickly sank into the darkness.

"what!"

Suddenly there was another scream in front of him, the voice descended rapidly from a high place, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Fack, don't panic."

There was a terrified shout in front: "Let me come first, you go and guard."

"Fakeyu, why didn't you go guard." Another violent roar followed.

Facing a life-and-death crisis, internal strife broke out ahead.

With red eyes, Ethan strode out from behind the air conditioner, both guns fired at the same time, and the bullets whizzed forward.

The rest of the people also started to fight back.

It's just that at this time, their hearts were in a mess, they played chaotically, and were quickly defeated by Ethan.

At a distance of twenty meters, within a few seconds, he rushed over.

"I surrender!"

A Mohawk dropped his submachine gun and raised his hands high.

"boom."

A bullet slammed into his head, and he was taken backwards, climbed over the parapet, and fell heavily downstairs.

There is no surrender at this time, and no surrender is allowed.

A few seconds later, Ethan let go of his hands, and the two submachine guns with empty magazines fell to the ground, among the corpses on the ground.

"Buzz!"

There was a creepy buzzing sound, and the cables suspended in the sky were disconnected from the opposite side, and fell powerlessly.

Ethan stepped forward quickly and looked across.

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly squatted down again.

"Puff puff."

The parapet outside blasted pieces of cement, countless bullets, spanning a distance of tens of meters, struck with hatred.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the movement disappeared.

Ethan didn't dare to stand up. Although he couldn't see the other side clearly, and the other side couldn't see this side clearly, there was no need to gamble on the risk of stray bullets.

Gritting his teeth, he looked to the side.

A machine like a launcher is placed in the corner of the wall.

It was this thing that successfully sent the judge away.

(End of this chapter)