My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Taking advantage of the last few suppressed shots, the distance between the two groups was widened.

As he flew past Gizelle, Ethan picked her up, but his speed did not slow down at all, and was still extremely fast.

"Pa~"

The buttocks in front of him made Ethan couldn't help but slap him:

"What's the point of having long legs? It's just that you can't run fast."

"asshole."

Gizelle became angry and shouted frantically: "Put me down, and I will run away by myself."

"Be quiet."

Ethan slapped him hard again and flew down the hillside regardless of the struggling guy.

As he moved around, the bushes slapped him.

The branches and leaves were retreating so fast that Gizelle didn't even care about moving around, and quickly covered her face with both hands.

Soon, O'Connor was caught up.

The other person was holding a person in his arms and running very fast. This physical ability made him amazed.

Before he could think about it, there was a snapping sound on the branches and leaves nearby. This movement instantly reminded O'Connor that he had fallen to the back of the team, and now was not the time to look at novelties.

"Bang bang bang."

After firing several shots at the back, he ran away.

"Bang."

Ethan jumped down from the two-meter-high ridge.

Their three cars were parked here. Toledo had already stuffed Campos into the car and was pulling the Glock on top, providing fire cover for O'Connor, who was at the end.

The figures that flashed from time to time were suppressed by him.

"boarding."

Ethan put Gizelle down and pushed him forward.

The latter was so shaken that her head was dizzy and she was about to cause trouble for the other party. However, when she saw O'Connor rolling up the hill, she swallowed her saliva and quickly got into the Ford Mustang.

No matter what, it was the other party who led him to quickly escape from the predicament.

As for those two slaps.

Gizelle glared at Ethan hatefully, leaned out of the car window, and fired upwards as well.

With three people suppressing them together, the gunman above did not dare to show his face.

O'Connor also took this opportunity to roll down the hillside and let out a muffled groan when he hit the bottom of the slope.

"Bah~"

Spitting the dust into his mouth, he quickly stood up:

"Let's go!"

He didn't need to remind them. The other two people were already retreating into the car while firing. Dust was rising not far away. The convoy on the mountain had already turned around. How long would it be before they ran away now?

"Boom~~~"

The tires spun wildly, kicking up gravel.

Ethan kicked the floor oil hard, and the vehicle flew forward like a wild horse.

The gear shifting movements were almost in a straight line, and the car continued to speed up. In just a few seconds, the roar started to sound like crazy.

After changing gears, the action hasn't stopped yet.

Shake, shake, lift.

A set of movements was carried out smoothly, and before Gizelle could react, Ethan held a cigarette in his mouth and exhaled the smoke happily.

The two cars behind also followed quickly.

The mountain where the church is located is just inside the small town.

But no matter how small a city is, it is still a city. Next, they have to walk through the streets and alleys to escape from Taikali.

"damn it."

Gizelle's chest rose and fell sharply. She grabbed the cigarette case and quickly took one for herself: "This is what I mean by being bitten. You'd better pray that Campos's men don't react so quickly!"

"There's gunfire coming out of the streets at any time, remember what I said?"

She looked in the rearview mirror and slid the sparkler with her fingers in a panic. After a few clicks, the flames started.

"Farke!"

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, she exhaled heavily: "I also want to pray, pray that all the bullets will hit you!"

At this point, she grinned and touched her butt.

There, it was burning and painful.

It's been swollen!

"Feel sorry."

Noticing her little movements, Ethan felt a little embarrassed: "I was not careful just now, I used too much strength."

"But it's all your fault."

"You are running for your life, what are you doing?"

After another slap, Gizelle was so angry that she bit the cigarette butt and vented her anger on the cigarette.

"Hey, Gizelle."

The Dodge Challenger drove to their right, parallel to the Ford Mustang. Toledo wiped his sweaty bald head and shouted loudly: "Where is the smuggling tunnel?"

"Right in Deikali."

Gizelle immediately understood what he wanted to do, lowered the window and responded: "But I only have a partial route map, and the last part of the road is not clear."

The wind and waves lifted her hair.

She quickly stretched out her hand to tidy things up, and felt relieved when she saw Campos fainting on the passenger seat across from her.

"I'm a driver."

Toledo held the steering wheel and patted his head a few times: "You lead the way. As long as we follow that route, I can definitely find the entrance."

In a few words, they made a temporary escape plan.

The eyebrows are burning now, and there is no time for them to think too much, especially the gunman who is following behind, and will not give them a chance to discuss slowly.

After speaking, Toledo slowed down slightly.

When the Ford Mustang rushed forward, he turned the steering wheel to merge in.

Three cars rushed into the streets of the small town.

"Go left~"

Gizelle immediately adjusted her status and regarded herself as the navigator.

"clatter."

Ethan turned the turn signal to alert the car behind.

While slowing down, turn the steering wheel quickly.

"Shua~"

With a violent friction sound, the Ford Mustang drifted into the corner and turned in like a black lightning.

There was a turn signal prompt, and the two cars behind followed me one after another.

Both sides of the street were full of small vendors selling goods. The cars roared in, making them scream in surprise and duck to the side in fear.

The whole street was abuzz with excitement.

"Do we have to go this way?"

Ethan bit the cigarette and turned the steering wheel with both hands. The vehicle swayed left and right, swimming like a snake.

People on the road were flashed by him.

"This is the shortest route."

Gizelle's tone was urgent: "Do you want to escape quickly, or do you want to choose a good path?"

The ground was bumpy and bumpy as she spoke.

This is not a question of whether the road is good or not.

Ethan didn't bother to explain, so he pulled out the Colt and stuck it out the window.

"Bang~"

The violent gunfire echoed far away.

He kept pulling the trigger towards the sky, and the vehicle rushed forward quickly under his driving.

Drag racing, some people will be curious.

There will also be many people staying to watch the excitement, or even curse a few words.

But after the gunfire sounded, the effect was completely different.

It's almost like a street tiger.

People on the street no longer stayed or hesitated. They spread their legs and ran away, hiding in houses on the roadside.

"It surprised me that."

Gizelle glanced at the other person and snorted: "You actually have a kind side."

"Go left."

At the sound of her voice, the vehicle swung rapidly to the left.

"boom."

A small hole instantly appeared on the windshield.

A young man rushed out from the roadside, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at them.

"Bang~"

A ball of blood mist instantly exploded on the kid's head.

"what are you saying?"

Ethan moved the muzzle of his gun and replied casually.