My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The sirens in the distance were getting louder and louder.

The buzz of the helicopter is also approaching quickly. If you don't run now, you have no chance.

O'Connor didn't want to see his two friends being arrested here. As long as they could run away, he would just refuse to admit their guilt. Once he was arrested, what would follow would be very troublesome.

"correct!"

His eyes moved quickly, and he asked hurriedly: "Where is Gizelle?"

"And your car?"

"I let her go alone." Ethan wiped his sweat and flicked off his cigarette ashes: "I'm waiting for you here. After all, I have to confirm your safety, right?"

A smile spread across O'Connor's face as he looked like you're crazy.

"I do not go."

Looking blankly at Phoenix, who had been beaten into a state of disgrace, Toledo pushed back the car keys: "I'm tired of hiding everywhere, no matter what happens next."

He opened his swollen eyes and said to O'Connor:

"I'll face it!"

One was caught and the other was beaten to death by himself.

Toledo completed his revenge, his eyes became blank, he grabbed O'Connor's arm, frowned and slowly sat on the ground.

His face was also bruised and swollen.

"Pfft~"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Toledo looked at Ethan, grinning at the corners of his swollen mouth and said with a forced smile: "Please, I think I really need a cigarette now."

When the wound was pulled, he grinned and twitched.

Ethan tossed the cigarette and lighter away with a casual flick, and laughed looking at him like that.

"asshole."

Toledo shook his head and cursed, took out the cigarette with trembling fingers, and couldn't help but chuckle.

While laughing, he also hummed twice.

O'Connor couldn't do anything about the appearance of these two guys.

He was so angry that he kicked the gravel off the ground, shook his head and smiled bitterly. After wasting such a little time, the last window period was over. Now he couldn't run away even if he wanted to. The helicopter would definitely catch up.

To their surprise, it wasn't just the border patrol that came over.

There were also several black Chevys.

A dozen cars roared over with smoke and dust, and helicopters kept circling above them.

The wings of the plane brought up waves of wind, and the flying sand crackled in the face.

"Pooh!"

Ethan squinted his eyes and blew out the cigarette, pointing his middle finger upward.

Noticing this movement, O'Connor's eye twitched.

This guy is too arrogant. He is still provoking here at this time, and he is not afraid to wait for others to take advantage of him.

More than a dozen cars surrounded them, and the people inside quickly got out of the car.

Upon seeing this, the helicopter flew away immediately.

I saw that it was going very fast, chasing in the direction where Gizelle had just escaped. I didn't know if the other party could take advantage of this gap to leave. He probably wouldn't be stupid enough to drive away in a car.

"FBI."

People wearing bulletproof vests jumped out of the black Chevrolet. They raised their guns and shouted:

"Get down and put your head in your hands!"

Along with the FBI, there were people from the Border Patrol.

When they found the bloody body next to them, they nervously raised their guns and yelled loudly.

"Hey hey hey."

O'Connor waved his hands and reminded hastily: "Damn it, we are all our own people, put down your guns."

"Boss."

He turned to look at a man in a black suit: "Why did you come here?"

Aquiline nose, big back and shiny head.

That guy's appearance made it very difficult to mess with that kind of person.

"Please."

Da Beitou patted the dust off his clothes and said with a straight face: "The front legs were temporarily stopped from working, and the back legs found your exit record at the border station. Do you think we can't guess what you want to do?"

"Congratulations!"

A female agent put down her gun and stepped forward with a laugh: "I didn't expect you to actually bring Campos back from Mexico."

"You can brag about this for the rest of your life."

Looking at Campos on the ground next to her, the female agent gave him a thumbs up and then spread her arms.

O'Connor smiled and hugged each other.

"Bump bump bump."

The two chuckled and slapped each other on the back.

Apparently, they should be friends.

Noticing that the two parties knew each other, the Border Patrol finally lowered their guard and lowered their guns.

"Believe me, this is all thanks to the help of two informants." When O'Connor mentioned the informants, his voice increased a bit: "Without them, I wouldn't be able to do this alone."

"Campos, there's nothing we can do against him."

Pointing to Toledo and Ethan one after another, O'Connor looked serious: "So, we should thank these two guys even more!"

The meaning lies between the lines.

These two are our own people.

"snort!"

Da Beitou snorted coldly and glanced at Toledo: "The rules are the rules. The whole story needs to be investigated to find out. No matter what, the person standing in front of me now is a wanted criminal."

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the land of the United States, right?"

"It's true that you killed this guy, right?"

The bloody hands cannot be faked.

The man on the ground was obviously beaten to death by fists, and there was no way to defend this thing.

Actually, there is another reason.

Last night, the two so-called informants fled immediately.

Several members of the tactical team died, and someone needed to take the blame for this matter. These two informants who disobeyed orders were ideal candidates to blame.

"Go ahead."

A coldness flashed in Da Beitou's eyes, and he waved his hand heavily and said: "Control these two guys."

"Wait a minute."

O'Connor quickly raised his arms and said excitedly: "Waterfa, they are our own people."

"You know in your heart that they are not."

Da Beitou didn't allow him to defend himself, and waved his hand impatiently: "We'll talk about it after we go back to the branch. Arrest him first."

"Wait a minute."

Another shout rang out.

Being interrupted once or twice, Da Beitou looked impatiently at the place where the sound came from.

When he found one of the informants from that night, his face turned cold:

"Do it!"

Several federal agents stepped forward with calm faces and reached behind their backs at the same time:

"Sir, please remain calm."

"Feel sorry."

Ethan spread his hands, shrugged and smiled: "Under normal circumstances, I have no preference for wearing handcuffs."

"Shua~"

Throw your arm upward.

A small, square thing flew into the sky following his movements, light and still spinning.

It was a wallet, glowing dimly in the sun.

This thing attracts everyone's attention.

His eyes followed it.

"Snapped."

Ethan grabbed it with lightning speed and opened it in an extremely handsome manner, and said directly to Da Beitou: "Excuse me, please introduce yourself."

"Ethan Morgan, advisor to the Department of Defense."

This action was accompanied by a bright smile.