My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The loud noise echoed far away.

The moment Toledo hit it, the wooden planks camouflaged on the mountain wall suddenly fell into pieces.

Countless fragments flew inside with him.

The violent vibration caused the Dodge Challenger to shake, and the hood was lifted up by the impact. Toledo desperately held on to the steering wheel and tried his best to control the balance of the vehicle.

Behind him, Ethan quickly slowed down.

The Ford Mustang followed suit, tearing the hole even wider.

The vehicle also became swaying.

But compared to Toledo, it's much better.

"Hold the armrest."

While shaking violently, Ethan did not forget to remind Gizelle.

"Boom."

Behind him, O'Connor failed to brake quickly and hit the trunk. Fortunately, he broke away at the first touch and did not cause any damage.

"Bang~"

The sound of impact was heard one after another.

Except for a few vehicles in Phoenix, the remaining vehicles had no time to adjust their position and crashed into the mountain wall.

Debris, flying everywhere.

Howling sounds continued.

Cars were overturned or stacked on top of each other, blocking the small entrance.

The cars behind them slammed on their brakes and came to a dangerous stop.

Come on, no need to chase.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the man who stopped the car in time cursed and slapped the steering wheel, but he was secretly glad in his heart. If he really chased him, he didn't know if he would have a chance to come back.

Inside the passage, dangers abound.

After slowing down, Phoenix had already led four cars to bite them.

"There's nowhere to run."

He flashed his big gold teeth and roared ferociously: "Remember, this is my territory."

Big Lao Hei had run through this passage dozens of times and knew the situation inside very well. Although he was shocked that the other party could find the entrance to the passage, he had to rely on his familiarity with the terrain to keep these three cars behind.

Press the accelerator, hard.

The wooden pillar in the middle of the road flew backwards.

Phoenix rushed to the front of the convoy in two or three seconds, swung the steering wheel hard, and with a bang, the vehicle he drove hit the Dodge Challenger hard, squeezing it and sliding towards the mountain wall.

There was a harsh scratching sound.

The car body and the rocks kept scraping together, bringing up wisps of sparks.

"boom."

Ethan accelerated and pushed his head forward.

Phoenix's vehicle was knocked away, and Toledo was relieved.

But then, there was another muffled sound.

His vehicle also swayed, and with a bang, it hit the stone wall hard, sending flying gravel, which scared Gizelle and quickly protected her head.

Behind them, O'Connor was shaking violently.

Eight cars started a bumper car battle in this smuggling channel.

The sound of impact is endless.

Ethan and the others were not always passively beaten, and kept controlling the vehicles to crash into each other.

"Fuck Fuck."

Yelling at the side, Ethan ignored the danger of hitting the wooden pillar at any time and used his thoughts to raise the Glock:

"Come on, do you like banging?"

Seeing the muzzle of the gun, the person driving next to him was so frightened that he wanted to slow down.

But by this time it was too late.

"Bang~"

The flames exploded by the Glock formed a ball, and several bullets flew out quickly, all crashing through the windshield and falling on the rider one after another.

The vehicle lurched violently.

Like a drunkard, he kept swaying from side to side in the passage.

"Bang."

The wooden pillar in the middle of the road was broken, and the gravel on the top also fell. O'Connor reacted quickly, stepped on the accelerator to avoid the out-of-control vehicle, and drove past it at high speed.

These shots reminded everyone.

Their hands are not just steering wheels.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.

In the dark passage, apart from the light of car headlights, the light of gunfire continued to flicker.

"puff."

The seat exploded with one shot, the lining splashed out, and Ethan jerked his head back.

"Yo."

He held the steering wheel tightly and shouted hurriedly: "Long-legged girl, don't you think you should do something?"

"certainly."

Gizelle nodded heavily, she quickly unbuckled her seat belt, picked up her guns and turned around.

Fierce gunfire rang out inside the car.

"Farke."

Ethan cursed loudly and gritted his teeth to endure the deafening gunfire.

"let go."

After firing a few shots and finding that the shots were not good, Gizelle immediately yelled and decided to change positions.

It is impossible to lean out of the window on your side.

You're going to hit a rock at any time, and if you don't want to be crushed into a pulp, you can't do that, so there's only one option left.

At the other party's shout, Ethan subconsciously let go of his right hand.

Fragrant breeze.

No, it's the fishy wind.

As Gizelle turned over, a fishy wind hit her nose, and the smell of blood on her body made Ethan sneeze hard.

This guy stepped over without saying a word.

Sit firmly on your lap.

She faced the rear and finally got the best view. The long-legged girl grinned and fired quickly towards the back to relieve O'Connor.

The guy was being chased by three cars.

The bullets that hit the cab from time to time made him shrink continuously, and he almost couldn't hold on without support.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots erupted in front of him, making O'Connor feel like he was hearing celestial music.

The bullet that hit him was blocked.

Finally having a chance to take a breath, he quickly stepped on the accelerator and increased his speed.

In front, Ethan's posture was awkward.

He could only tilt his head and barely control the vehicle.

Inside the passage, there are many potholes.

The Mustang was constantly bouncing and bouncing while driving, which led to a situation where the Gizelle was constantly bouncing along with the vehicle.

The smell of gunfire and blood.

As well as sweat, gun smoke, all kinds of smells are mixed together.

This is more exciting than smoking a few cigarettes.

The sound of gunshots ringing in his ears also caused Ethan's adrenaline hormones to surge continuously. His heart beat rapidly and his breathing became rapid.

"Hey."

Gizelle soon felt the changes in his body, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger:

"Asshole, what time is this, what are you thinking about?"

"Please."

Ethan looked innocent and said helplessly: "This is a normal phenomenon, just work hard to overcome it."

"Bang."

The vehicle flew up and fell to the ground with its weight.

The two of them gasped at the same time. The difference was the reaction at the next moment. Ethan bared his teeth and Gizelle pursed her lips tightly.

Sometimes the more oppressed you are, the more intense your resistance becomes.

As the vehicle bumped wildly, Ethan was in pain and happiness, but it was more pain! ! !

In this case, there is no better way.

Gizelle could only grit his teeth and continue to fire, pulling the trigger several times in succession, shooting out several clouds of blood mist from the gunman who leaned out of the car window behind him. He watched as the gunman fell heavily to the ground and was run over by the vehicle behind him.

Her earlobes also turned as red as blood as the car swayed.