My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Under the gas stove."

The Mexican man was sweating profusely in pain and mumbled the answer Roland wanted.

"There's no one upstairs."

At this time, the white police officer who had just gone upstairs hurriedly ran down.

Carter and Earring Lao Hei ran to the stove. After rummaging around, they found two large packages of things wrapped in plastic. The latter took out a dagger and pierced a small hole, and brought out the soft white stuff inside. of powder.

"Woohoo~"

Roland screamed excitedly when he saw what was on the dagger.

As expected of Boyt, the information was indeed correct.

Thirty-five points is a little less, but at least it can make up for some losses.

"money!"

Roland yelled again, and asked excitedly:

"Where is the money?"

The moment he said the words, the Mexican man regretted it. If he let the other party take the money away again, his family would definitely be more miserable than death.

His mouth was closed tightly and his eyes became pleading.

Roland was very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. Without saying a word, he let go of the other person's face, moved two steps to the side, and stabbed the woman in the face with his gun: "I'm not kidding you."

"Only a count of three."

"one."

"two."

"The refrigerator." The Mexican man slumped on the chair and said with trembling lips: "The money is just in the refrigerator."

"Hahaha."

Satisfied, Roland took back the gun and nodded to Carter with a smile: "Take it out. Our old Mo has no common sense. Putting it in the refrigerator will not extend the shelf life of the money. It is safe enough to put it in my hand."

The Mexican man didn't find it funny at all when he heard the cold joke.

At this point I just want to cry.

Roland pushed the woman to the ground with a casual push.

The woman kept sobbing, looking at Ethan in horror and shaking her head, hoping that he would not hurt her daughter.

"Go ahead."

Ethan gently patted the little girl's shoulder and motioned for her to come over.

The latter trembled and flew into the woman's arms. The two hugged each other tightly and looked at what was happening in front of them in horror.

"Sir."

After another white police officer found two bags of money from the refrigerator with Carter, the former frowned and threw it to Roland:

"That's all, only a hundred thousand at most!"

"Where's the rest of the money?" Roland heard this and immediately roared.

"I swear!!!"

The Mexican man trembled all over and replied hurriedly: "That's all, it's all here."

"I can't believe a single word of your rubbish oath." Roland gritted his teeth and stepped forward, beating the Mexican man again: "If you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death."

"Hey."

Ethan stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Okay, maybe the information is wrong, let's go."

The purpose of coming here is not for money.

This guy has a personality like a mad dog. He doesn't know what trouble he will cause later. He just wants to end this mission as soon as possible and let Roland take his things with him and get out of the house.

"NO."

Roland was anxious.

Now that he has taken action, there is no way he can leave in a hurry without eating and wiping everything clean.

"Children's room."

The white police officer next to him reminded: "These motherfuckers like to hide things in that kind of place."

"That's right."

Roland kicked the Mexican man fiercely, and he and the white police officer quickly broke into the room where the child came out just now. There was a booming sound, and the two of them rummaged through the boxes and cabinets inside.

"Farke, where is this thing?"

The roars continued, making the little girl tremble in fear.

"Where's the money?"

Hei, the man with earrings, also dragged the Mexican man aside, forced him to kneel on his knees, put the muzzle of his gun to his head and shouted sternly.

"That's all."

The sudden intrusion of such a group of crazy people made the Mexican man completely collapse: "I swear in the name of my daughter, you are the only one who can find that money!!!"

The scene was in chaos.

Carter became overwhelmed. He looked first at Ethan and then at the people in the team, his breathing becoming rapid.

"enough!"

Ethan held down the handle of the gun and shouted sternly: "There's no time, hurry up and leave."

"There must be more."

Roland strode out of the room, pulled the little girl away from the arms of the woman next to him, and quickly put the pistol to the other person's head: "Since I swear in the name of your daughter."

"Then money or daughter, you choose one!!!"

"Hey!"

Ethan whipped out his pistol and flashed back: "Mom, Fuck, let her go, or I'll shoot your head off."

"I said yes!"

You can't shoot, it's hard to explain killing people here.

These people came here at his own invitation, and their crimes were not proven. No matter what happened here, others only knew that he had called Roland and the others here.

Just killing Roland won't solve the problem.

But if everyone inside the house is killed, everyone outside the house will know what he is doing inside.

For a time, there was a dilemma.

But he couldn't just watch that lunatic shoot a little girl. He could feel that Roland could really do that kind of thing, and now he could only force this guy to leave quickly.

"Waterfa."

After being obstructed again and again, and now being pointed at at gunpoint, Roland's inner anger was aroused, and his face became ferocious:

"I'm working for you and you point a gun at me?"

The tone of speaking seemed extremely aggrieved.

And full of anger.

"Put down the gun." Ethan yelled, "I've said enough, don't cause any trouble."

"don't want."

There was a loud roar from behind, and the old black man with earrings raised his gun fiercely and shouted: "Put down the gun, damn, this cooperation is a wrong decision, let us kill him."

"Boit is nothing more than a motherfucker. His time has passed."

"Just frame it for this old Mo!"

He had two teeth knocked out, and he had long been unhappy with Ethan. Now he found an opportunity and immediately came out to express his displeasure.

Everyone has a gun, no one is afraid of whom.

"Hey."

Carter was shocked and quickly moved the gun: "No, you should put the gun down."

The moment he was pointed at by the gun, Old Black's pupils shrank violently.

Ethan also felt bad.

This bastard is too impulsive. Anyone can raise a gun at this time, but not Carter.

The instigation of Old Hei with earrings was insignificant.

Of course there is a chance to break it back.

But the exposure of the identity of Carter's spy will cause trouble for a series of things that follow, and will also drastically worsen the situation at the scene.

The situation was just as he expected.

The two white police officers next to him reacted quickly and raised their guns angrily:

"You damn rat."

There were screams one after another, and the six guns were aimed at each other in disorder, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time, ready to burst into blazing flames at any time.

The robbers suddenly started fighting among themselves, causing the Mexican man to completely collapse to the ground.

He looked helplessly at the ceiling.

Tears fell from the corners of my eyes! (End of chapter)