My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 786
safe house.

Ethan chewed the dry bread, feeling that life was no fun.

If Catherine hadn't been here to accompany him to do exercises, he would have been unable to stay here long ago, drinking mineral water and eating bread every day, how could he have suffered such a crime.

For agents like Catherine, this is a common thing.

But in Ethan's view, it was a kind of torture.

The bastard Matt, came up to give a sugar-coated cannonball, but now he is living a hard life. Thinking of this, he took another bite of the bread viciously.

In the shower room next to it, there was the sound of water rushing.

The sound of the explosion did not continue to sound, and the sound of fire trucks and police cars outside slowly subsided.

Ethan chewed the bread, but it was slower with each bite.

A string of light spots moves around like a star chain. Although the arrows are all below, they are not always running in place. They are obviously going up.

He swallowed the bread and took a sip of mineral water.

The two pistols on the table were picked up, and the magazines were removed to check.

Make sure the bullet is fully charged before shooting it in.

Walking to the door, he looked out through the cat's eyes with cold eyes.

After a while, a few people walked up to the stairs ghostly. Instead of continuing to go up, they approached in their direction lightly, put their arms behind their backs, and drew out a pistol.

These people have no rules and are huddled together.

Although tiptoeing, the chaotic footsteps still sounded slightly.

Although he didn't know how it was exposed, it was obvious that this group of people came for him. Ethan quietly took two steps back and raised his arms.

The next moment, the fingers snapped.

"Bang bang bang."

Fierce gunshots resounded throughout the apartment.

The double guns burst into flames and fired at the door continuously. The bullets tore through the wooden boards and pierced the people outside.

Eight people, crowded in the passage outside.

This wave of sudden attack made them eat it up abruptly. The bodies of the group were shaking crazily following the bullets that penetrated, and clouds of blood mist exploded.

In just two or three seconds, there was a bloodbath outside the door.

Glock choked on a few rounds, but didn't finish.

Throwing the Colt M1911 on the sofa, with a creak, the door opened, and a bunch of people collapsed on the ground outside.

The blood mist raised in the air slowly fell.

The short-haired man leaned against the wall, tilted his head and looked at the man who came out of it. He choked up two mouthfuls of blood and struggled to raise the pistol.

In my heart, a thought flashed through.

"This money is really hard to earn!"

"boom."

The Glock in Ethan's hand flashed the gunfire, and the bullet penetrated into the short-haired man's forehead, nailing him to the wall.

The arm waved, and the Glock clicked one after another.

The rest of the people also shot one by one, and those who dare to fight Qiufeng will not let anyone go.

"Shet!"

Looking back, she saw Catherine standing in the living room with her whole body wet. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "How did these bastards come here?"

"There's no time to think about it."

Ethan grabbed the clothes that were thrown on the sofa, and quickly wiped them at places where fingerprints might be left: "Hurry up, we need to move immediately, the gunshots will attract others."

According to Matt, it's not just Taoists now.

Even the law enforcement officers are also thinking about them. The neighbors in the apartment building will definitely call the police when they hear the gunshots.

So now here, it has been fully exposed.

"know."

Catherine quickly dressed and rushed to the bathroom again.

A few seconds later, she ran out holding two large bottles of bleach, and together with Ethan, cleaned up the remaining traces in the house. A few minutes later, the two people who had been simply disguised brought their belongings and hurriedly Busy to go downstairs.

Leaving here now is the first priority.

When Ethan hurried downstairs, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The reward at the level of one million dollars is indeed powerful enough, the two of them have hidden well enough, and this can still be found out.

There was a sound of footsteps, and I bumped into two guys in Medellin police uniforms.

"Shh."

Ethan held on to the guardrail and flew down.

The two people were thrown by him, rolled to the ground, and then shot left and right.

Two punches down, directly knocking them out.

"Don't shoot."

Looking at the two colleagues who fainted on the ground, Ethan waved his hand to stop Catherine from raising the gun: "Everything now does not involve the local police station, so there is no need to invite them in."

Their current identities, in the eyes of outsiders, are similar to killers and people on the road.

No matter how you fight with the judge, it is a matter of the underground world.

If you really want to kill these two people, then things will explode. No matter what purpose they come for, the local police will not be able to get involved if they don't want to get involved, and they will raise the priority level to the highest level.

As a policeman myself, I understand the psychology of these people very well.

Catherine took a few breaths, put down Colt in her hand, and was attacked in the safe house twice in succession, which made her feel like she was in danger.

"Ah."

She clenched the handle of the gun and stepped over the two unconscious people: "Let's go, find a place to notify them."

The two lowered their heads slightly and walked out of the apartment building quickly.

A police car was parked outside, flashing a light that is almost universal in the world. Ethan noticed several light spots scattered around through the radar, so he couldn't help but be more vigilant, and put his hand holding the gun behind him.

No one knew whether it was a crowd of onlookers or a hyena running with the police car.

If it was me and wanted to find something unusual in a city, I would definitely follow the police.

It's normal for others to have this kind of thinking.

The two of them who came out of the corridor also attracted the attention of interested people. Not long after the police went up, two people came out from inside. Although their steps were fast, their faces were extremely calm.

A smart person quietly grabbed the phone in his hand.

"This way."

Ethan pulled Catherine's arm and led her to the left of the apartment building, avoiding the main road ahead.

As soon as the two of them turned around, several light spots on the radar immediately moved over.

Finger, on the trigger.

There was a murderous look in his eyes, and sure enough a hyena followed him.

The two walked quickly down the steps.

Here is a downward road, and the dim street lights elongate the figures of the two.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty street.

"boom!"

A roar of motorcycles came from above.

He and Catherine stood against the fence on the side of the road, looking fixedly at the top of the road, a Harley fat boy slowly drove down from above, also a man and a woman, two people sitting in the car.

Looking at the dress, he doesn't look like an ordinary gangster.

These two people gave Ethan the feeling that they were more like killers.

The eyes of the four people collided.

The Harley motorcycle moved down slowly, and the woman sitting behind the car swallowed.

(End of this chapter)