My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 826
Despite his anger, Tucker still tried to persuade the big boss in front of him, that is, Atwater.

After being in prison for many years, his outside income has long been cut off.

This time, it can be said that even the coffin has been taken out.

But there is no way, if Martel explodes, even if he cooperates with the Tobacco and Firearms Administration, he will not be able to escape the fate of life imprisonment in the future, so he can only appease the person first.

Throw some sweets and let the other party cooperate.

When he gets out, he will kill both of them.

Thinking of this, Tucker's eyes flashed sharply, and anyone who dared to threaten him would die.

A smile formed on Atwater's lips.

The task has been completed, let’s pretend to agree first.

Now he only needs to get out and wait for Antonio to take himself out. He opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Yo."

A low growl came from outside the door: "Tuck, this bastard is a cop, stop talking to him."

Atwater turned his head abruptly, and the man with the short beard was standing at the door, panting, followed by five people, all looking at him with ferocious eyes.

"Hey."

Atwater swallowed and quickly explained: "Is there some misunderstanding? I don't know what you are talking about."

But his body tensed up, and he was faintly on guard, expecting Ethan to come quickly.

The situation in front of him made his scalp tingle.

"what's up?"

Tucker's breath suddenly became hot, and he looked at his subordinates viciously.

"The D area has spread all over."

The short-bearded man held the screwdriver stuck in the waistband of his trousers and slowly pulled it out: "There is a man over there who was caught by this bastard. It's true, he is the cop."

Not only him, but several people behind him also took out their homemade weapons one after another.

A group of big old blacks, with a crazy light shining in their eyes.

These people are all criminals.

He hates law enforcement officers so much that he will do evil things whenever he has the chance.

What's more, this is prison now.

This note was delivered to the door by himself, so they were naturally impolite.

"Fake."

Tucker realized in an instant that he had been tricked. This was someone who came in to trick him.

Martel must have been caught.

There must be no evidence from these notes that can link him and Grant. This bastard came in to induce recording evidence.

Now, the evidence must be destroyed.

"Shh."

He pulled out the screwdriver hidden on his body and roared viciously:
"kill him!"

Following Tucker's order, the short-bearded man roared, and the screwdriver in his hand flashed a cold light, and he stabbed at Atwater's waist forcefully.

Atwater snorted, breaking out in a cold sweat:

"Boss!!!"

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, the short-bearded man's wrist was grabbed by a big hand stretched out from the side.

It was so powerful that he couldn't resist it at all.

"I am coming."

Ethan grinned at Atwater, grabbed the bearded man's wrist, and thrust it back.

"puff."

A sharp screwdriver pierced through the short-bearded man's jaw, protruding from between the two rows of teeth.

A wisp of blood was also brought out.

"what!!!"

This burst of severe pain caused the short-bearded man to howl loudly.

The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the prison area.

The scene in front of them stunned everyone, it was too scary, and it seemed too painful.

It was only then that a few old blacks nearby reacted.

"Fakyu."

"I'll kill you, Cop."

"Asshole, let go."

Ethan's move attracted the attention of several people outside. They cursed and stabbed Ethan with their homemade weapons.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

The screams sounded intermittently.

Ethan directly grabbed the short-bearded man's wrist and quickly stepped back.

If you are pulled by those sharp blades, you will suffer a loss.

The screwdriver was stabbed in the chin, and he couldn't move his hand. The man with the short beard was dragged away by him like a cow, leaving trails of blood in the corridor.

The people behind chased after him, swearing angrily, brandishing their sharp knives.

"Great gift Shet."

Only then did the tall and thick female prison guard react.

She didn't expect this gentle boy to strike so ruthlessly, the contrast was so contrasting that she couldn't help clamping her thighs, then pulled out her baton and hit the alarm bell on the wall hard.

"Ding ding ding."

The bell, which symbolized riots and emergencies, echoed in several nearby prison areas.

This situation is much more serious than fighting in a restaurant.

In the monitoring room, the red warning light in area C on the computer screen flickered.

"A riot broke out in Area C."

The person in charge of monitoring immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "Immediately bring an explosion-proof shield and go over to suppress it."

The prison guard who heard the sound immediately drew out his baton.

This included Antonio. As soon as the alarm bell rang, he immediately knew what had happened, and now he had to rush over to rescue him.

After the female prison guard rang the alarm bell, she quickly hid in a corner.

You can't do anything now, a large group of people above are fighting together, running up to deliver food, or your own life is the most important thing.

Besides, now we have to guard against the people below.

Prisoners in prison, like wild animals, cannot see blood.

When he sees blood, he becomes agitated instantly.

Hearing the rapid alarm bell in the ear, the howling above, and the dripping blood, the prisoners in the hall cheered crazily. They slapped the table vigorously and looked excitedly at the arena upstairs.

The noise and bustle seemed to tear the roof off, and they watched this rare show with excitement.

A group of people outside were led away by Ethan.

Atwater also got rid of the predicament of being attacked from the front and back. Although Tucker pounced, he easily dodged and ran out of the house.

Now, it's not about fighting to the death.

As long as the prison guards come to suppress them, they can easily escape from the predicament.

On the other side, Ethan had completely different ideas.

The gang of bastards in front of him attacked fiercely, piercing the vital parts of his body with cold light, and they couldn't hold on until Antonio came over.

Running alone is too slow.

He let go of the short-bearded man's wrist and kicked him over.

With a powerful and heavy kick, the short-bearded man was sent flying backwards, knocking down two people, and then he stopped screaming in pain.

Take off the prison uniform.

Step back quickly, avoiding the two screwdrivers that stabbed.

While backing away, the wrist turns rapidly.

The prison uniform was quickly spun into a strand, and then the arm was thrown forward, and the twisted prison uniform was pulled out like a whip.

"Snapped."

When it hit the face of the person in front, there was a muffled sound.

His face trembled, and his steps became messy.

Don't underestimate a piece of clothing. If you draw it in the right position, you can still beat the opponent until stars appear in his eyes and make him dizzy.

The clothes lost that momentum and became soft.

Taking advantage of the momentum and throwing it in the face of the second person who followed, Ethan did not retreat but advanced, with a flick of his footsteps, he rushed towards the group of old blacks with his upper body naked.

Offense is the best defense.

(End of this chapter)