My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In an instant, there were only seven people left in the huge bathroom.

"I am coming."

Hank approached slowly and kicked the bag of money: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Roland stood up and wrapped himself in a bath towel.

He walked quickly to Hank, grinned and stretched out his hand: "Maybe you don't remember, but we have met once."

"you're right."

Hank looked at him expressionlessly, ignoring the outstretched palm: "I really don't remember you. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I'm in a hurry."

"I just want to say that I have a lot of respect for you."

Roland didn't care and put his hand down naturally: "As a law enforcement officer, you can manage the streets the way you want. You can do what many people dream of."

"Despite the misfortune of going to jail."

He walked to the side, picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip: "You can also successfully escape by gaming this system."

“Not only was everything fine, I was successfully promoted.”

"That's what I'm trying to say."

Roland seemed a little excited, waving his arms and said: "When I first joined the Chicago Police Department, I thought it would be great if I could join your team, but the result was not what I expected."

"I didn't expect it. It went in circles."

"Now we actually have an opportunity to work together."

"cooperate?"

Hank stared at this guy and said in a hoarse voice: "I think you haven't understood the current situation. The reason why you can still stand in front of me and speak is because the dead can't make up for my losses."

"Uh-huh."

The Glock in the holster was instantly drawn out and pointed directly at Roland: "How dare you come to my territory and rob me of my money."

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Give me a reason not to kill you immediately."

Hank's wrinkled face looked murderous, making Roland's breath stagnant.

The four people guarding the door were startled by this sudden situation.

"do not move."

Ethan lifted the python revolver from the water, raised his eyelids and looked at the people who were about to move: "The bullets are definitely faster than your movements, please believe this."

The muzzle of the black hole was still dripping with water drops.

However, everyone knows that this does not affect the firing of the bullets inside at all.

This tense scene made Carter's lips tremble a little, and his feet became weak when he looked at the man leaning in the bath. One moment, they were talking about the woman together, and the next moment they were pointing guns at each other.

His eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and he didn't know how this guy named Morgan did this.

There was doubt in my heart.

Weren't they asked to lead this small gang into a trap?

Now this conflict makes him confused.

"That incident was my fault."

Roland raised his hands and took a deep breath: "Mr. Boyt, I respect you. As you just said, dead people cannot make up for your losses."

"The benefits generated by cooperation always outweigh conflicts."

"What do you think?"

Pulling out a gun is nothing more than a threat.

In front of these people, a strong position must be established as quickly as possible.

People like Roland only believe in those who have harder fists than themselves.

Hank knew this.

So, this move was made.

In the past few seconds, he put the gun in his pocket and said calmly: "The target is the hiding place of an independent gang. In order not to attract attention, there are not many guards. Only peripheral personnel take care of the house."

"According to intelligence, there are at least ten kilograms of flour and two hundred thousand dollars inside."

"You are responsible for taking action."

"Afterwards, you guys get thirty-five percent."

Staring at the guy in front of him, Hank twitched his lips: "You like to talk about deals, this is a deal."

"But it sounds."

Roland squeezed the wine bottle and said with bright eyes: "This is not a fair deal. All the dirty work is done by my people. How about fifty-fifty, the five of us."

"You two."

"To be honest, it's still an advantage for you."

"please believe."

He patted his chest and said extremely firmly: "My people are all loyal. Even if something unexpected happens, no one will know that you are behind it."

The current situation is exactly what he wants to achieve.

In the future, with Boyit's intelligence support, it will be easier to take action against those monopolies.

The scope is wider and the benefits are greater.

But bargaining is a must at this time.

"You can take them all, no problem."

Hank spread his hands and smiled: "But afterwards you have to think about how to leave Chicago alive!"

The tone was extremely strong.

"OK!"

Roland handed the bottle to Hank and said with firm eyes: "This time it's thirty-five percent, but in the future it will be half for each."

This lays the foundation for future cooperation.

Things about interests must be mentioned up front, otherwise it will be troublesome to formulate regulations.

After looking at the whiskey that had been drunk by the other party, Hank cursed inwardly and reluctantly took the bottle and took a sip.

Seeing this, everyone in the anti-independence team looked happy.

They couldn't help but clenched their fists in excitement. If they could cooperate with such a person, their income in the future would definitely be greater than what they are now.

"Finish this time's work first."

Hank put down the bottle in disgust: "If you do a good job, then we will have a chance."

"certainly."

Roland rubbed his hands and said proudly: "Don't worry when I do things. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

"My people are available at any time, when will we take action?"

"Just this afternoon."

Hank looked at his watch, with a faint smile on his lips: "I will let Chief Morgan inform you of the specific location later. I hope you can do what you said."

Seeing the smile on the other person's face, Roland laughed.

As long as he can get on the boat, it doesn't matter if he loses a little temporarily. Even if it's only 10% this time, he will decisively agree.

In the bathtub, Ethan also walked out of the water with a smile.

Several police officers at the door laughed and secretly bumped fists with each other.

For a moment, there was laughter.

Everyone is happy and harmonious in their hearts, and the air is full of joyful atmosphere.

Branch 21, intelligence team garage.

Burgess and Roman pushed open the partition door and walked in excitedly.

Seeing the people busy in the equipment room, the two quickly suppressed their excitement and found a corner to stand.

"Hey."

Erin tied up her tail in a ponytail and stopped beside them:

"This is what you are doing?"

"Received a notice from Director Boyt." Burgess quickly explained: "It said there was a shortage of manpower, and Platt asked us to come over to support."

"Thanks."

Erin fist bumped with the two, strode into the equipment room, and passed by Antonio.

"Kaka~"

The latter kept pressing bullets into the magazine and asked abruptly: "How much money do you have now?"

"A dozen dollars."

Horsted put the magazine aside and sighed helplessly: "Please, you can't keep doing this. You have to ask Laura to leave you more money in the future. There is not enough food for two people here." (End of Chapter)