My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Phoenix."

In the midst of the chaos, Campos looked at Big Black and shouted sharply.

After saying this, he quickly opened the car door.

When the scene was in a huddle, he was the most responsive and got into the vehicle in two or three moves.

Under the shouts of the other party, Phoenix stopped rushing forward.

He opened fire wildly at the large number of commandos, ran all the way to the Mercedes-Benz, and roared several times: "Drive, run, hit them to death!"

Some people didn't get out of the car just now.

The cars kept roaring. Some people relied on their vehicles to fight back, while others drove their vehicles crazy and rushed out in all directions. If they stayed here, they would either squat for decades or die.

These people all worked hard.

On the other side, Ethan was unfazed by the oncoming kicks.

Although there was obviously a sharp weapon on the tip of the boot.

"Snapped."

His slender calves were firmly grasped by him.

Ethan moved quickly, swung Gizelle's foot and swung it hard. Under the force, the opponent flew directly off the ground and was swayed by him like a large doll.

"damn it."

The moment Gizelle took off, he looked at the Dodge Hellcat next to him in horror.

As expected, the other party wanted to throw himself into the car.

As Gizer, who has gained a foothold in the Braga Group with his skills, he will naturally not be surrendered so easily.

Her other foot stretched out like lightning.

Like a python, it wrapped flexibly around Ethan's neck.

The thighs are strong and strong.

It looks straight but full of strength.

Not only did Ethan not throw her away, but she used her strength to shake his body. The two of them staggered towards the Dodge Hellcat next to them in an awkward posture.

Even though he was in mid-air, Gizelle didn't panic at all.

She quickly stretched her hands to her waist and pulled out two bright silver pistols.

I want to take this opportunity to shoot this hateful guy to death.

Through the reflection of the glass, Ethan noticed the other party's movements and saw the two shining silver guns in her hands.

If you want to shoot, it doesn't exist.

The other party would borrow strength, and so would he. Ethan grabbed Gizelle's leg and twisted it hard around the waist.

Take her and shake her hard.

The two men spun forward together and slammed them to the ground.

Being prepared and not being prepared are completely different things.

Ethan barely felt anything, but Gizelle was almost out of breath from being photographed, and the legs wrapped around the other person's neck could not help but let go.

"Uh-huh."

Ethan pressed his hands hard on the ground and shot forward.

The hungry tiger descended from the mountain and pounced on Gizelle with a fishy wind, grabbing the pistol along with her.

"Bang bang bang."

Gizelle struggled wildly, her fingers pulling the trigger as hard as she could.

But the direction of the muzzle was firmly controlled.

Several warheads burst out one after another, leaving a series of small holes in the concrete floor. One or two ricocheted and flew to the side. Although there was an impact, the speed was still very fast.

With a whoosh, the ricochet plunged hard into the neck of the man in the suit.

"呲~"

Water mist splashes.

The man in the suit went limp and lost all strength.

"damn it."

The opponent's strength relaxed and he almost brought O'Connor down. He cursed angrily and subconsciously covered the guy's neck.

"Boom~"

The roars from the opposite side sounded one after another.

Some vehicles were already causing violent friction, rushing out like wild horses, and some caused a burst of fire. Dozens of bullets penetrated the windshield, and the cab became bloody.

Some ignored them and rushed out of the encirclement.

O'Connor noticed that both Campos and Phoenix were sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, and the car's headlights were shining with silver light.

"Bang~~~"

He raised the Glock and pulled the trigger one after another at Phoenix.

The warhead hit the windshield hard, but the opponent did not dodge, looking confident.

"Pfft~"

Three small white pits suddenly appeared on the windshield.

"bulletproof."

O'Connor's pupils shrank violently, and he fired another shot with hatred. This shot confirmed his thoughts.

So far, this round-up operation has been considered a failure.

The gun battle was intense.

The crackle of gunfire echoed throughout the loading dock.

These gunmen had no intention of surrendering, but instead fought back more fiercely.

As he watched, another commando was knocked over.

"run."

O'Connor turned his head and looked angrily at Toledo who was hiding aside:

"Run!"

As Mercedes-Benz roared, he looked at Ethan who was entangled with Gizelle not far away, gritted his teeth and roared:

"Run quickly!"

O'Connor is not an idiot, let alone a fool.

In this situation, Campos will definitely not be able to stay, and several commandos have died. Under the sudden attack of his colleagues, what awaited them was this disastrous end.

If nothing else, if these two people stay.

Absolutely take the blame!

For this reason, he would rather his two friends run away now.

At the very least, they still have a chance for revenge.

"damn it."

Toledo cursed angrily, slapped the ground hard, and quickly rushed towards the Hellcat next to him.

As internal agents, they would not draw the firepower of commandos.

Now is the only chance to escape.

"Bang."

Ethan hit Gizelle hard on the waist, making the other party groan.

This severe pain caused the opponent's strength to fade quickly.

The struggle slowed down.

Taking the gun from her hand, Ethan swung it up and moved his fingers quickly.

The flames from the muzzle formed a continuous ball.

Several bullets flew out one after another and landed accurately on the tires of the black Mercedes-Benz that had accelerated.

He saw the few shots O'Connor took just now.

Now, decisively try to attack the opponent's weak point, but it is obvious that this weak point is not weak. The opponent has already driven a bulletproof car and will not be stupid enough to use ordinary tires.

These few shots did not affect the opponent's speed at all.

"Kill him."

Campos saw gunfire coming from Ethan's direction, grabbed the steering wheel, and roared: "Step on the gas!"

Sixty million US dollars worth of goods, gone!

Tonight, another four million US dollars and a group of capable men were lost. All these losses were caused by that bastard. The veins in Campos's forehead were bulging, and he wanted to hit the other party to death.

He didn't even bother to care about Gizelle who was lying on the ground.

Go to hell!

Under his command, Phoenix also stepped on the accelerator.

He was beaten so badly by the opponent last night, how could he be willing to do it without a kick in return.

The bulletproof Mercedes-Benz roared and rushed in the direction of Ethan with the sound of bullets pinging and banging under his stampede. Both people in the vehicle showed cold eyes and stared at the two people lying on the ground.

Seeing the car approaching at such a speed, Gizelle's eyes were splitting.

She was now being controlled by that bastard, with no way to break free and no way to escape.

He was not beaten to death, but was killed by his own people.

This made her furious.