My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 787
On this quiet street, there was the rumble of motorcycles.

Ethan's arm was slowly moving along with the vehicle, and he looked mockingly at the woman sitting in the vehicle wearing denim shorts.

The dark muzzle of the gun in his hand seemed to shoot out gunfire at any time.

On the motorcycle, a sexy woman held a delicate Uzi submachine gun in her hand, but a thin layer of sweat broke out from her palm.

The driver wearing a helmet also stared at the two people standing under the streetlight.

Thinking about it, he rushed down and opened fire.

Who knew that as soon as he rushed down the intersection, he saw two pistols aimed at himself.

The scene was extremely embarrassing, and I didn't know what to do.

Greed finally triumphed over reason.

The sexy woman's face became ferocious, and she suddenly raised the Uzi submachine gun.

"Bang bang."

Two bullets spewed out from the muzzles of Glock and Colt respectively, and the head of the sexy woman tilted, and the flying blood was extraordinarily gorgeous under the light of the street lamp.

There was also a small hole in the helmet of the Fat Boy Harley rider.

The visor of the helmet, splashed with bright red from the inside.

"Boom."

Harley Fat Boy was overturned by the two people in the car, and slid all the way down, scraping a few sparks on the road.

This movement was like the firing of a starting gun.

Several light spots entered the radar range and moved towards him quickly.

The roar of motorcycles also sounded one after another.

"Go and drive."

Ethan let out a low cry, and the muzzle moved upwards.

"know."

Catherine ejected like a leopard, leaping towards Fatty Harley who fell to the ground in the distance.

At this time, they urgently need transportation.

Even if those two people didn't do anything just now, they still couldn't escape the fate of being shot dead.

Now that you're here, don't leave.

The shrubs on the low wall swayed, and the figures flickered.

"boom."

Ethan fired a shot, and there was a scream immediately.

The man in black was shot in the chest, fell out of the bushes, hit the ground with his head, there was a click, his neck fractured, and there was no movement for a moment.

"Bang bang bang."

Three more shots were fired at the step where the two had just walked down.

A person who just jumped down from the steps in a hurry was shot before he could stand still. He was shot twice in the chest and once in the head. His body shook wildly a few times, and he died with regret.

Severe gunshots echoed in the street.

Some of the people who followed were not sure that they were the targets, but now the gunshots sounded, which made them excited in an instant.

It's a good thing when the ideas stick.

It proves that they have found the right person. If the idea is not difficult, how can the Blanco family be willing to spend so much money to offer a reward.

For a while, bullets flew from several directions.

Ethan spread his feet and swept to the side of the road with a few ups and downs.

The sexy woman just now fell in this place, and the Uzi submachine gun in her hand fell aside.

A quick swoop, dodging a few bullets.

The submachine gun was copied into his hand.

"Suddenly."

Flames burst out, and several bullets swished into the bushes, knocking down the two people who were hiding and shooting coldly.

"boom."

The lights flickered and a motorcycle rushed out from above.

The vehicle flew into the air, the tires were spinning rapidly, and a man sitting in the back seat held up a pistol, trying to hit the squatting man.

But he found that he had been locked by a submachine gun.

"what!!!"

In panic, the gunman let out an unconscious howl.

Half a shuttle of bullets flew in, and people with motorcycles were crackling and sweeping, and the blood mist rose like a red flag pulling back.

"Boom."

The motorcycle fell heavily to the ground, rolling over with two people.

Blood on the streets.

"boarding."

Behind, there was a roar.

"Boom boom~"

Catherine gave the accelerator a few hard twists, and Fatty Harley let out a growl.

Unloading the empty magazine, Ethan quickly ran to her.

While waving his palm, an Uzi submachine gun magazine quietly appeared. At this time, no one noticed this miraculous scene.

A magazine of fifty rounds, let him insert it into the magazine well while running.

There are a lot of small accessories for this kind of conventional weapons in the space, just to be useful in this situation, and such small things are not eye-catching, so they are convenient for concealed actions.

"Go, go, go."

Ethan let out a hasty cry, jumped forward, and landed heavily on the back seat of the Harley motorcycle, the shock absorber trembled a few times.

"Squeak~~~"

The tires rotated crazily, emitting bursts of white smoke, rushing forward like an arrow off the string.

While shaking, I went to the streets and alleys of Medellin.

The people behind were chasing after him, and besides the two motorcycles, there was another car roaring up.

While those people carried a trace of competition, they also faintly showed the gesture of joining forces.

Those who can track down the anomaly in the first time are all quite skilled, and they are not fools. Let's kill the person first. As for who will snatch the body next, it will be up to each person's ability.

These people have all seen the fighting power that the opponent has just exploded.

In just ten seconds, a group of people died. With this record, they had no intention of catching alive.

"Kill them."

The Harley motorcycle was speeding through the streets, and Catherine's roar was brought over by the wind and waves: "We can't let these people keep following, there will be more and more, and it will be even more troublesome."

Needless to say, Ethan also understands this truth.

The two of them are now like two big bags of banknotes dangling on the street.

Hyenas who smell the smell will naturally want to come over to share a piece of the pie. When there are more people, even if they are covered in iron, they will not be able to drive a few nails.

The Harley motorcycle roared and rushed through the traffic lights.

He even rushed through the intersection with several cars behind him. One was for escape, the other was for money, and all the risks were left behind.

"Porphyrin porphyrin."

This move attracted a lot of shouting and scolding, and the horn rang in dissatisfaction.

"Bang~~~"

A series of gunshots sounded, causing the horn to stop instantly.

The vehicles on the road dodged one after another.

The gunmen behind the two motorcycles kept pulling the triggers on the fleeing Harley motorcycles in front of them, and two people appeared from the car, with AKs flashing in their hands.

Harley was extremely smooth under the driving of Catherine, shuttling back and forth in the river of cars.

Ethan seemed to be able to hear the bullets flying past his ears, and immediately counterattacked. He raised the Uzi submachine gun with one hand, and swung a line of fire at the back.

The powerful arm strength firmly controls Uzi.

A fire whip made up of warheads was slammed onto one of the motorcycles, pulling out several blood mist from the two people.

The motorcycle lost control and wobbled from side to side.

The next moment, the vehicle hit the curb, took two people into the air, and crashed into the houses on the side of the road.

"Boom."

After a loud noise, the motorcycle fell to pieces, and the two people who flew up were shot with their internal organs destroyed.

(End of this chapter)