My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Boom~"

"Swish swish."

Three cars were driving fast on the road.

The sky has turned a touch of fish belly white, and the clouds have turned into a golden color.

After bidding farewell to Mia and holding down Jabber, who strongly expressed his intention to follow, the three of them drove all night to attack Campos. After a night of driving, they finally arrived in Mexico.

This time, there is no Matt or Sandro.

There was no Delta Team accompanying him either.

There are only federal agents who have been temporarily suspended, as well as an underground racer and a female killer who temporarily switched camps.

Well, according to Gizelle.

What she did in Mexico before was to take people's money and solve their problems.

So using the word killer to describe her profession is not wrong.

No, Gizelle can't be counted. The other party didn't say that he would help them together. They were such a strange combination and wanted to go to Mexico to attack a big independent lord.

Therefore, she kept looking at Ethan like he was a madman.

"Already in Mexico."

Gizelle put a lollipop into her mouth and said vaguely: "If you regret it now, it's still too late."

There were just two of them in this Ford Mustang.

The two cars following behind were driven by Toledo and O'Connor respectively. Several people just ran to Mexico empty-handed, not even a wrench.

"Do not talk nonsense."

Ethan held the steering wheel and pressed the accelerator steadily: "Is your information reliable?"

"I can only say that the probability is very high."

Gizelle looked out the window and stretched: "As long as Campos is in Mexico and returns to Decali, he will go to church to worship on this day every week."

"Maybe you don't believe it, but that guy is indeed a believer."

"But after what happened yesterday, I'm not sure if he will continue this habit."

"Satanism?"

Hearing this, Ethan raised his eyebrows.

"God."

Looking back, Gizelle squinted his eyes and looked at Ethan: "Evil people also have souls and they also need redemption. What about you?"

"me too."

Ethan sighed and said: "However, my redemption is relatively simple."

"Money, guns and women."

"These three things are my beliefs. Thanks to them, my life becomes better!"

"You are a soulless person."

Hearing this, Gizelle nodded heavily, as if he suddenly understood: "No wonder you are like this."

In her opinion, this person has no faith.

No wonder it's so scary.

Hearing this, Ethan's forehead was full of black lines and he glanced at the other party.

The latter looked over provocatively and raised his eyebrows.

The two of them said nothing else. The vehicle went up the mountain road and came to a hillside. At this time, the sun had already risen, giving the plants all over the mountains and plains a golden light.

Looking around, the small town under the valley in the distance is golden.

The houses are continuous and stretch all the way up the hillside.

This scene is like an oil painting.

"touch~"

The sound of door closing sounded one after another.

Ethan found a place in the grass, facing the morning air, and unzipped the zipper comfortably.

The other two were no exception.

Gizelle, on the other hand, walked quickly to the side with a straight face and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

A few minutes later, several people gathered together again.

"Is this some mysterious ritual?" Looking at Ethan bouncing around, O'Connor's eyes were a little dazed: "It's some kind of physical training technique. Is this the source of your power?"

The other party's strange behavior also made Toledo and Gizelle look in a daze.

"That's right."

Ethan moved his body steadily and said very seriously: "This is a martial art from the East. It is very helpful to improve your physical fitness."

The arms moved and the joints crackled.

Every movement is very charming and seems to contain the truth of the universe.

My body, which was tired from driving, quickly relaxed.

"What's this?"

Thinking of the other party's amazing power, Gizelle's eyes lit up: "Can you teach us, I can pay for it."

"Um."

Ethan slowly put his hands back, his anger sinking into his dantian.

Clumps of grass swayed in the wind behind him, and the sun shone on his body. This move was full of mystery, and the three people were stunned for a moment.

"This is called the eighth set of radio gymnastics."

He wiped his sweat and said seriously: "It takes many years of training to be effective. I will teach you when I have the opportunity."

"Now let's get down to business."

He coughed lightly and asked again: "When will your friend come over?"

As soon as these words came out, the other two people also looked at Gizelle.

"oh."

The long-legged girl silently wrote down the name of this mysterious exercise method, raised her arm and pointed down the mountain: "If nothing else, this is it."

A white car was driving up the winding mountain road.

This car is old.

Streams of black smoke spurted out from behind the butt of the car, which was hard to watch.

After waiting for several minutes, the vehicle approached.

Accompanied by a burst of chirping, a Mexican guy wearing a turban got out of the car. With a smile on his face, he fist-bumped Gizelle with complicated gestures.

And Gizelle was also talking to the other party.

"They say hello."

Facing Ethan's curious gaze, Toledo said solemnly: "Nothing special, I'm listening."

He could understand the Spanish the other person spoke.

Both of them were asking each other how they were doing, long time no see and other words.

"this is my friend."

Gizelle waved his hand and said casually: "I don't think you are interested in knowing his name. I'll put the things you are interested in later."

Following her, they came to the back together.

The Mexican guy didn't waste any time. He took out his key, opened the trunk of the car, and pointed his hand inside.

It's like a grocery store in here.

It's just that the things hanging and placed are not ordinary groceries, they are things that can kill people.

Guns, machetes, and bullets are all in abundance.

"Just average stuff."

Gizelle picked up an AK and pulled the bolt skillfully: "But it's good to be able to get these temporarily. Don't dislike it."

"of course not."

Ethan also picked up the AK and quickly took it apart for inspection: "We will keep this favor in mind."

At this time, something is better than nothing.

There is no way to take out the gun in your own space and use it. That thing cannot be explained at all.

Although this place was made by Wan Guo, it helped them a lot. The small town below was completely unfamiliar to them, and it was really not an easy task to get some guns and ammunition.

Reassemble the AK and pull the bolt with your backhand.

Although it is only 70% to 80% new, it feels extremely smooth in the hand. It is indeed a good gun.

Toledo and the others also became busy.

They all stuff themselves with whatever they like, and no one knows what they will experience later.