My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Pfft~"

Jesse Kong fired a round of bullets and then stopped panting.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, falling onto the gun and breaking into several pieces, and the breathing next to him could be heard clearly.

The door next to it had been riddled with bullets, and several bodies lying in the living room could even be seen through the small gaps. However, the door was blocked by the sofa and could not be penetrated.

I didn't expect that I would be so unlucky.

It was originally a hearty attack and killing. After killing the people, they immediately flew away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the hotel lobby, he bumped into the other person. After a hasty exchange of fire, he led the person straight upstairs, but the other person reacted very quickly and quickly retreated to the room.

Five or six SKS semi-automatic rifles were completely guarded.

It was unexpected that the police came so quickly.

"continue."

He roared angrily and quickly changed the magazine.

He came in such a hurry that he even forgot to bring a grenade, otherwise the fight wouldn't have been so painful. The police sergeant outside definitely didn't have many people. He could definitely stop him with just a few of them, and the other party didn't dare to come in easily.

We must get things done before the big troops arrive.

In fact, there are other reasons why he is so crazy.

The money and a bunch of men he lost were really not worth risking his own life, and he even didn't hesitate to open fire on the note.

This time he came not only for revenge, he also came with a mission. The leader of 14K had already spoken, and Dennis Lee could not be allowed to come back to cause trouble and destroy the existing order.

The dozen or so people who came over also had dead men from other gangs.

This time, all forces united to strangle Dennis Lee. If he wanted to come back to grab meat again, he had to see if he had such good teeth.

He can't be caught by the police, otherwise he will be a disaster sooner or later.

"Hua Qingzi."

Jesse Kong heard the gunshots not far away and shouted to the side: "Bump the door, there's no time!"

The cop has started to attack, it must be done as soon as possible.

Even if it means death, I have to go.

Hearing this, the strong Asian man with a bald head turned red.

"ah!!!"

After roaring, he flew forward, raised his shoulders and slammed into the door.

"boom."

The nearly two hundred kilogram body knocked the wooden door into pieces.

The whole person rolled and fell into the living room.

"Bang~"

The sound of assault rifles rang out rapidly, and they fired wildly from the small room, directly beating the dizzy Asian man into a hornet's nest.

But at this time, the door was already open.

The people inside don't have much ammunition and can't hold on for much longer.

"CPD!"

Just when Jesse Kong was looking happy, there was a shout from beside him: "Put down the gun, or I'll help!!!"

This sound was like a bucket of cold water being poured on my head.

He looked stiffly to the side, and at some point, a man wearing a bulletproof vest had come to the corner. The AR15 and the shotgun were pointed at him steadily, and hot bullets were sprayed out at any time.

"Farke."

Jesse cursed angrily and lowered the muzzle of his gun helplessly.

Although there are still a few people here, they are unobstructed and a single bullet can knock them all over. Just like what the other party said just now, he has no chance.

The others also put down their guns panting and knelt on the ground.

In the other direction, fierce firefights also sounded.

"Jesse."

An Asian man hurriedly ran out from around the corner: "Push him all over the street. The police came so quickly. The firepower is so fierce. I can't stand it!"

Seeing several people kneeling here, he staggered.

With several people watching, he rolled forward and hit the vase placed in the corner.

The guy was dizzy and struggled to get up.

"Boom."

A vase half as tall as a man fell down and hit him on the head, causing him to faint without a sound.

"Push to the street!"

The corners of Jesse Kong's eyes twitched, and after cursing secretly, he lay down firmly on the carpet.

"Chicago..."

Olinsky's voice stopped abruptly midway through, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, and he and Atwater appeared in front of everyone, breathing heavily.

Seeing several people lying on the ground, the two of them suddenly felt relieved.

"Rusek?"

Locking several people with guns, one on the left and one on the right, Ethan walked out from behind the corner.

"My feet are sprained."

Atwater rubbed his nose, glanced at the guy who was knocked unconscious by the vase, and said with admiration: "I rushed too hard and tripped on the carpet."

"But he's fine."

"All right."

Irene twitched the corners of her mouth and followed Ethan forward.

Guns were kicked away from the ground, and the guns were pointed firmly at these people.

The gunfire in the entire hotel finally stopped, and only bursts of rapid breathing could be heard. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and the tangy smell of sweat.

The exchange of fire did not last long.

But the consumption on the body is extremely severe.

Ethan's neck was soaked with sweat, not to mention the others, Olinsky, who was in the weakest physical condition, had already turned up the bellows.

"Dennis Lee."

Leaning next to the door, Ethan shouted into the room: "This is the Chicago Police Department. Unless you jump from the fifth floor, there is a high probability that you will hit the patrol car, so why not save everyone's energy?"

"Don't worry, it's just jail time."

"For people like you, you should be mentally prepared."

After chasing around, I finally caught this guy.

Ethan's eyes flickered as he looked at the guys on the ground who were handcuffed, with a smile on his lips.

After waiting for a few seconds, a deep voice came from inside:

"I need to see the badge."

Who knows if this is a trap for these people.

People inside don’t dare to gamble.

"Crack."

A silver badge flew in from the outside and swirled on the carpet in the living room.

"Hands up."

Ethan shouted in a deep voice: "Don't make any unnecessary moves, to be honest, although that's what I want to see."

It was obvious that the people inside let out a heavy breath. Although being caught by the police was not what they wanted, at least they didn't have to die, so there was still a chance for everything.

Soon, the two men raised their hands high and walked out slowly.

The first one is Da Beitou.

He is about fifty years old, with very sharp eyes and thin lips that are pursed forcefully.

"listen."

Da Beitou slowly walked out of the door and gritted his teeth and said: "I was attacked. I am an innocent victim. I have already called a lawyer. I need a lawyer to be present for the next conversation."

"Dennis Lee."

A roar sounded next to him, attracting the other party's attention.

The big-backed head twisted his neck. When he saw the man wearing a duck-billed hat, his eyes were confused for a while, and then there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth:

"Detective Olinsky, long time no see."

What responded to this guy was a fist that roared away.

"Bang."

Olinsky punched him hard and knocked him over. Then he flew up, got on top of this guy and started beating him crazily.

"asshole."

Dennis Lee parried repeatedly and roared: "I will sue you until you go bankrupt."

"Erwin, calm down."

Ethan quickly stepped forward and hugged Olinsky: "We still need to know some things, please calm down first."

"let go."

The latter struggled hard and kept shouting: "I want to make this bastard regret what he did."

"ah!"

"Don't do this." Ethan lifted Olinsky up hard.

"Shet."

"Okay, okay."

Ethan continued to persuade: "Calm down."

"Farke!"

Dennis Lee was severely stepped on by him one after another. His expression was quite painful, and his screams were mixed with their words.

Noticing this scene, Jesse Kong turned his neck with difficulty.

He folded his arms and buried his head deeply. (End of chapter)