My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The next day, late at night.

In a wasteland outside the town, the Dodge Challenger's engine hummed slightly, and the air conditioner continued to provide sufficient heating to the people in the car.

Waves of smoke kept coming out of the cracks in the windows.

After a while, two cars came one after another and stopped one after another in the wasteland.

Ethan turned off the engine and opened the door.

Boden, who had a straight face, also got out of the car. He looked expressionless, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"damn it."

Inside the Ford F150, Candy cursed: "I never thought I would have the chance to cooperate with this guy. He is a lunatic and a psychopath!!!"

"snort."

Jia Bo sneered: "Who here is not?"

Anyone who dares to rob the territory of white supremacists is not a lunatic, but one of them, an Asian and an African, is a little uncontrollably excited at the thought of grabbing money from those people.

"touch~"

The two of them transferred to the pickup truck and the door closed.

"Uh-huh."

The zipper was opened, and Ethan took out the loose clothes prepared in advance from the luggage bag, and the others quickly changed into them in the car.

While changing, Jabber looked at Boden through the rearview mirror.

He was only glanced at by the other party, and he suddenly felt frightened in his heart. He didn't know how Ethan got hooked up with such a person. Fortunately, he was one of his own now.

"listen."

Ethan took out a pistol and shot it at Candy: "After you drop us off at the front door, quickly drive to the back door and wait. Don't shut down the vehicle."

"If there is an accident, you can shoot!"

"We must ensure the response."

"Know."

Candy nodded quickly and took the pistol.

"Let's try not to kill anyone." He pulled out the AKM assault rifle again and handed one to Boden: "Just steal money and cause damage to the club. If anyone resists, try to beat them."

"Dead people are too troublesome."

He stared at Boden and said seriously: "But if someone is injured, it will not attract much attention, but it will also involve a lot of their energy and money."

Even on the battlefield, the same is true.

Some weapons are developed just to maim the enemy, and their purpose is to consume a lot of the opponent's manpower and material resources.

"I see."

Boden nodded slowly and took the assault rifle and spare magazine with some boredom.

He couldn't use the money and couldn't kill people, so he suddenly felt bored.

The same equipment was also handed to Jia Bo.

There were constant clicking sounds in the car, and the three people carefully checked the firearms in their hands. Candy excitedly drove the pickup truck towards the club, and the lights pierced the darkness under the snowy night.

Ten minutes later, the neon lights of the strip club could already be seen.

Several people in the car looked at each other and pulled off their hoods in unison.

Candy adjusted her breathing and stepped on the accelerator steadily. The Ford pickup truck slowly drove through the parking lot. To others, it seemed that it was looking for a suitable parking space and kept approaching the front door.

"Hey."

Several people inside were wearing black masks. One of the security personnel thought it was their skin color, so he immediately stepped forward and waved away:

"You're not welcome here, don't cause trouble!"

"Uh-huh."

The vehicle stopped abruptly and the people inside quickly jumped out.

"Don't move."

Jiabo held up the AKM firmly and quickly came to the security personnel: "We just want to make a fortune, you must not do stupid things."

The security guard put his hand on his lower back angrily.

Even though he felt unhappy, his anger immediately disappeared when he saw the assault rifle in the opponent's hand.

After all, he only has a pistol.

"This is the property of the Aryan Brotherhood." Another security guard looked at the gun-wielding men wearing hoods in front of him and yelled angrily: "I'm warning you to leave immediately. Some beings are not to be messed with casually."

"Bang~"

The butt of the gun in Boden's hand fell like lightning and hit the opponent's head firmly.

A wisp of blood immediately flew up, dyeing the snow red.

With just one blow, the guy was knocked unconscious. His place was taken away through a sneak attack and betrayal. He had been holding back a fire for a long time, and now was the time to vent it.

"Go in."

Ethan pushed hard and quickly led the security personnel in.

The lady at the ticket office raised her hands in a rather non-threatening manner.

Inside the club.

Drinking wine, dancing, it was as lively as last night.

"Bang."

A figure crashed through the soundproof curtain, rolled and fell inside, and his embarrassed body knocked down a passing girl in a thong, causing a tray of champagne in her hand to shatter to the ground.

The short cup crashed to pieces and scattered on the ground like crystals.

A high-pitched scream followed.

When the girl in thong pants who fell on the ground saw the three masked men with guns striding in, her mouth opened a little wider, and her chest began to vibrate.

"ah!!!"

This scream filled my ears like a demonic sound.

Overwhelming the DJ, suppressing the noise, and directly attracting the attention of the audience.

"Bang bang bang~"

Three AKMs spit out tongues of fire and fired wildly at the ceiling. The speakers were smashed, the lights shattered, and countless broken glass fell from above, triggering one after another exclamations.

Strippers wearing cool clothes slid down the pole one by one.

Lying on the stage in horror.

The guests in the seats also hurriedly pulled out their seats and pulled the women around them in front of them.

Huddled together.

"Now."

Jia Bo firmly held the assault rifle and shouted excitedly: "It's time for Mom to rob Fake. Everyone holds their heads with hands and is not allowed to move!!!"

"Bang~"

Gunshots rang out again, and 7.62mm bullets flew out.

The distance of twenty meters was covered in an instant.

"Snapped."

One of the security personnel's knees suddenly exploded, and red flesh and white bones splattered one after another. The man fell down hard along with the gun in his hand, moaning in pain.

As soon as he knocked the man down, Ethan turned the gun again.

Tongues of fire kept spitting out.

Every time a gunshot rang out, someone was overturned, and the fire in his cold eyes kept flashing.

The thighs and arms exploded with a bang.

Last night, he had memorized most of the positions of the security personnel in the club, and now he had taken the opportunity to beat the onlookers until they were unable to fight back.

In just a few breaths, four people fell to the ground.

On the other side, Boden was not idle either.

He would not be merciful when dealing with these traitors. He pressed the trigger hard, and half a dozen bullets flew past the wall, exploding small craters and breaking off the legs of the two people standing there.

Just as he was about to continue taking action, he unexpectedly discovered that the others had already been taken care of by Ethan.

He breathed heavily and looked at Ethan.

In just a few seconds, the club that had been a place of sensuality turned into a wailing battlefield, and the smell of blood quickly spread.

"Don't move too much."

Jiabo was responsible for speaking and shouted: "These people are all examples!"

Performing a full play, Ethan quickly passed by the booths and round tables with his gun in hand, and the wads of bills on them were constantly thrown into the backpack on his chest.

The amount is small, but it cannot hold up to the large amount.

And this feeling of robbery kept him very busy!