My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan said he couldn't understand this Datong statement at all.

But judging from the man's expression, it was probably safe. At this time, he noticed that there was a platform that looked like a tank protruding from the roof of the car.

He quickly stood up and looked outside through the tower, half of which was covered with bulletproof glass.

Next to it, there are two buttons.

Following the prompts, he flipped the button.

The tower rotated as he moved, heading towards the place where the tornado was raging.

"Hey."

The male driver's dissatisfied voice sounded: "Don't move. This is a treasure that I have spent my whole life working on. If it breaks, you can't afford to pay for it."

"First of all, I can definitely afford the compensation."

Ethan looked at the tornado raging not far away in shock, and said without mercy: "If it is so easy to break, this is the garbage you have spent your whole life working hard to build."

In one sentence, the cap will choke to death.

The other party's actions just now made him become more aggressive in his words.

The woman in blue also stared at the cap angrily.

The guy shrugged, and depressedly controlled various instruments next to the driver's seat to record the conditions of the tornado.

There was also a low cry coming from his mouth.

He kept shouting things like come here quickly.

Looking a little distracted, Fuller glanced at the other person, slumped in the chair and gasped for air.

The sight in front of him made Ethan swallow his saliva.

The roof of the nearby house was torn off, countless bricks and stones spiraled into the sky, cars flew up and down in the air, and the whole world was stirred up.

Subconsciously, I reached for my pocket and found only a wet cigarette case.

Suddenly, the wildly rotating smoke quickly subsided.

Like a giant's arm shrinking back, it quickly dissipated in the clouds in the sky. The countless black spots that were trapped suddenly stopped, and then landed one after another, creating a shocking rain of debris.

Cars, couches, appliances, and people.

All kinds of things fell crazily, and many fell nearby, causing a muffled sound of bang bang bang.

"Fake!!!"

Not knowing what was going on, the peaked cap suddenly shouted angrily: "Why, it's just this little difference, it was like this just now, damn it!"

The guy became extremely irritable and slapped the steering wheel several times.

Ethan ignored him, turned the tower to look at the thick clouds, and said to himself: "This damn tornado won't come again for the third time, will it?"

"You're right, the third or fourth time will come at any time."

The woman's voice sounded, and she stretched out her hand to Ethan: "I'm Alison, a meteorology expert. According to the meteorological display, the clouds above are very organized, and the hook echo is very large."

"Morgan."

Ethan held the woman's hand: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

The other person is in his thirties and has long brown hair.

A pair of deep eyes.

"Mr. Morgan, simply."

Alison let go of her hand and explained continuously: "There is a huge storm covering Silvertown. A typhoon can happen at any time. The last thing you should do is run around like just now."

"Um."

Ethan nodded in agreement: "If I hadn't run around, you would have flown into the sky just now."

"Uh~"

Alison opened her mouth and said angrily:

"What you said makes sense, but I still suggest you find a shelter to hide now. It's not safe outside now."

"Excuse me?"

Returning to his seat, Ethan continued to ask: "If I find a road, can I leave Silverton quickly?"

"Forget it."

Alison interrupted him and waved her hand: "I just said that this area of ​​Silvertown is covered by clouds, and the storm will come at any time and anywhere."

"Looking for shelter is what you should do."

After hearing what the other party said, Fuller's face turned ugly.

At this time, the noise outside finally disappeared.

Ethan opened the door and jumped out of this extremely sturdy modified car. Although the building had collapsed, it was an unexpected surprise to meet a meteorological expert.

At least knowing the current situation, I can only honestly find a place to hide.

After the storm, it started to drizzle.

He quickly ran to the side. When he saw that Nadia was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the people inside to get away. He grabbed a chair that flew from nowhere and faced the glass display window. Swing it away.

"Wow."

After a crisp sound, the window exploded.

"Shet."

After Nadia pulled Trey out carefully, she hugged Ethan happily: "I was scared to death just now. You don't even know how thrilling it looked."

He patted her on the back and told Nadia the news he just got.

The other party doesn't care.

Anyway, she would follow Ethan wherever he went. His decision was always made by him. This was the case with the intelligence team, and it was still the case now.

On the other side, Fuller also hugged Trey tightly.

Encountering a tornado again frightened the two of them.

After crossing the broken bricks on the ground, Ethan came to the side of the Dodge Challenger. Looking at the appearance of the vehicle, he waved helplessly.

"Want to try again?"

Nadia spread her hands and shrugged, "I don't think it's necessary anymore."

More than a dozen broken bricks hit it, and all the glass was shattered.

The hood is raised, the front of the car is dented, and the parts inside are visibly damaged. Not only is it unnecessary, but it can be taken to the scrapyard without any problem.

It hurts, but there is nothing you can do about it.

The two pried open the car door and trunk, took out the contents, and then had to find another way.

Their luggage is not much.

Just some of Nadia's clothes, drinking water and food.

Two small backpacks, just throw them on your body and you're done.

"OK!"

The man in the peaked hat pushed the modified car door upwards, clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, the next storm point has been confirmed, and it's heading north here."

"We need to get over there and get the tornado on film."

"No time to rest."

"Come on!"

Only then did Ethan notice that the guys who followed Nadia out of the building all had cameras on their hands. They seemed to be doing work like recording storms.

"Wait a minute."

After hearing what the other party said, Fuller quickly ran over: "What are you talking about, the next storm point is here to the north?"

"That's right."

Alison had recovered from the death crisis just now and said with messy breathing: "According to our data, there is a high probability that a tornado will appear again in that direction. Is there any problem?"

"Listen, my car broke down."

Fuller hurriedly pointed to the crashed vehicle and said hurriedly: "My son and another girl were trapped in the paper mill on Garner Street. The first tornado just destroyed it."

"Now, we are trapped under the rubble."

"I need to rush over and rescue them as soon as possible. Can you give us a ride?"

"Please."

He put his hands together and looked extremely anxious.

Ethan frowned. He only knew that he was in danger, but he didn't expect that he was crushed under the rubble. No wonder Fuller would take the risk and run out for rescue with his son.

Now, I heard that there will be another tornado over there.

The vehicle is still broken down, so there is no need to rush.

"NO."

The voice of flat refusal sounded, and the peaked cap slapped the car body expressionlessly, and continued to urge: "Sorry, we don't have time. I believe you can find suitable transportation."

"Good luck." (End of chapter)