My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Clean the broken glass in the car quickly.

Ignore the rear row for now. The dent in the roof is mainly at the back and does not affect driving.

The windshield was in tatters, so we had to make do with it.

The field of view is not affected much. In the current situation of strong wind and heavy rain, it is better than nothing.

"Where are we going?"

Nadia got into the passenger seat and asked nervously.

"Weather stations, radio stations, and communication stations are all fine." Ethan twisted the radio, but there was no response. He shrugged helplessly and said, "No matter what, we need to figure out the surrounding situation first."

I just tried it and there was no signal on my phone.

You need to understand the current weather conditions first before you can take the next step.

Or, find a way out of this hellish place directly.

Pressing down on the accelerator, the vehicle turned around and drove in the other direction. The two of them glanced into the distance from time to time, looking for possible antennas or signal towers.

Rain poured in through the hollow windows, and Nadia shivered.

But at this time, there was nothing we could do.

No matter how much clothes you wear, you will end up soaked all over. Fortunately, it won't hinder anything in a short time.

"Hey."

Not far away, an angry shout came: "God will curse you, bastards!!!"

A white aunt raised a wooden stick and chased her out of the damaged home, cursing. The three old black men in front cheered excitedly. These people had many jewelry on their bodies, shining with gold and silver.

The American dream has come true.

Those big white teeth were grinning from ear to ear.

This situation occurs every time a natural disaster occurs, and it is considered a routine program.

"Bang bang bang~"

Three gunshots were fired in succession, knocking several old black men off their feet.

Ethan lowered his Glock, nodded to the white woman, and slowly turned the steering wheel.

"Thank you so much!"

Big Mom excitedly waved the wooden stick in her hand at the retreating Dodge Challenger and shouted: "Damn it, you are the real gentleman, these motherfuckers should all go to hell."

"Hahaha."

Ethan smiled and stepped on the accelerator: "This is an interesting guy."

"correct."

He looked at Nadia aside, shrugged and asked, "You don't seem to care much about what I just did."

The assistant pulled up his collar to block the rain hitting his face.

Several gunshots were fired just now, but her expression remained unchanged.

"With your character."

She glanced at Ethan, shook her head and said, "I find it strange that I didn't shoot. Those people do deserve to die, and none of them are good people. But aren't you afraid of leaving some evidence of crime?"

"I mean the ballistic detection ones."

After working in the intelligence team for so long, I learned a lot of information and successfully passed the police academy written examination.

When talking about these things, she became more sophisticated.

"See clearly what kind of gun this is."

Ethan turned around and inserted the Glock into his waist: "This thing was originally prepared for Yates. No matter how you check it, it won't be found on me."

No matter what, this is a city with tens of thousands of people.

It is better to have a gun on your body, and it is more convenient when it is really needed.

"After this storm, it is estimated that many people will go bankrupt."

Looking at the tragic situation around her, Nadia put the gun matter behind her and sighed: "You never know what you will face in the next moment of your life."

She felt this.

However, the surroundings are indeed miserable enough.

Due to many factors such as construction period and cost, most houses in the United States are wooden structures.

After being ravaged by a tornado, it suddenly turned into a pile of ruins.

Many people dejectedly sorted out the things that could still be used from the house. After all, there were only a few people who bought natural disaster insurance like tornadoes, and they all looked sad.

"Shet."

Looking at the road ahead, Ethan cursed and stepped on the brakes.

Overturned vehicles, broken house frames and various debris blocked the front, making it almost impossible to pass. He had no choice but to put the reverse gear on and had to find another way.

"Hey."

Just then, a guy in a silver suit rushed out from the side, waving his hands and shouted:

"Don't leave, we need help here."

"Please!"

The person who appeared made Ethan stop what he was doing, and the other person's expression was obviously stunned.

This guy is someone I just met at school.

When the storm came, the other party risked blocking the glass door, leaving the fleeing self and several other people with the opportunity to quickly enter the building to escape. He looked at each other and Nadia quickly got out of the car.

"what happen?"

He lifted his thin coat and covered the handle of the gun.

"It's you."

The man in the silver suit also recognized Ethan and said in surprise: "Great, my neighbor is trapped under a car and needs help to rescue him."

"Daddy."

A cry was heard not far away: "Have you found anyone?"

In front, figures swayed.

What a coincidence, the kid holding the camera appeared in front of them, waving his arms just like he did when he shouted at them to run away.

"Let's go~"

Ethan wiped the rain off his face and walked over quickly.

If it had been anyone else, he might have walked away.

But facing the father and son, he really couldn't refuse the other party's request without affecting his own safety.

Passing over the debris scattered on the ground, I came to the brown-haired white boy.

The red car rolled over, with a Ford on top.

besides.

There are also sundries such as refrigerators and sofas.

The door below was deformed, and through the gap in the debris, I could see the white-haired old man in the cab, who was swaying around in a very awkward posture.

Fortunately, the seat belt held him firmly, but there was still a trace of blood on his forehead.

"Clear the clutter."

Ethan looked around, picked up two towels from the ground nearby, and quickly wrapped them around his hands: "Reduce the weight first."

Before the man in the suit could speak, he saw the other party operating quickly.

There was a rumble.

The refrigerator that was as tall as one person was hugged by the other party and was thrown to the ground with a thud. The three-person sofa was also pushed aside. Like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, the debris that was rolled up was quickly cleared away.

"Give."

Nadia was not idle either, and went to the side to find an iron rod for Ethan.

"Ding."

With a strong thrust, the slightly flat end slammed into the deformed gap of the car door. Ethan turned his head and looked at the man in the suit standing blankly: "Are you sure you still want to stand there and watch?"

The man in the suit finally came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

After a heart-breaking gurgling sound, the car door was finally opened and the old man inside was successfully rescued.

"Thank you so much."

After settling the neighbors, the man in the suit happily extended his hand to Ethan: "I'm Fuller, thank you for your help. I just saved my son at school, so I didn't have time to formally thank you."

"Morgan."

After shaking hands with the other party, Ethan shrugged and said, "You help me, I'll help you, no need for any thanks."

"By the way, are you a local?"

"That's right."

Fuller nodded, took off his coat and threw it aside: "I was the vice principal of the high school just now."

"very good."

Ethan looked happy and pointed to the restless clouds in the sky: "Is it possible that you know where the weather station, radio station, etc. are here? There is no signal here. I want to know the weather conditions."

"You know, for safety reasons."

As he spoke, there was constant thunder.

Bolts of lightning traveled back and forth in the clouds, which looked very thrilling. (End of chapter)