My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Puff puff puff~"

Bullets flew in from outside, chasing the man on the back who covered his severed finger and fled to the corner of the room.

Several groups of blood mist exploded one after another.

The man staggered and fell to the ground, and soon disappeared.

"Farke."

The man hiding behind the wall cursed angrily, quickly jumped out with a pistol, and was about to fire back in the direction of the door.

But his move would undoubtedly lead to death.

Several bullets came towards him and hit him hard.

He failed to make any effective resistance and was knocked down violently. He fell on the mattress next to him with a trace of confusion, and blood foam continued to leak from the corners of his mouth.

Didn’t you say that this is the Garden of Eden?

Didn’t the person who was in charge of this place say that he would be so happy every day that he would leave work leaning on the wall?

Why.

Why am I just having fun now and am about to get off work completely?

So unhappy!

With the last thought, the bald man's eyes froze and his chest completely stopped rising.

Through the swinging curtain, Ethan saw the bald man lying on the sheets and the naked woman curled up and shivering. Ethan took back the gun in his right hand with satisfaction.

The second must-kill target.

achieved.

Fire both guns and continue moving forward.

Regardless of whether there are people or not, we will create the greatest psychological pressure on those guys anyway.

Gunfire flashed.

Like the fire in hell, it keeps rising.

Around the corner, two people roared out together. The guns in their hands sprayed bullets wildly, trying to kill the attackers, but they were knocked down by a more violent rain of bullets.

"Click."

Under high-intensity shooting, two Glocks were empty and hung up one after another.

The man who was knocked to the ground by two bullets looked happy. He struggled to lift the pistol and shouted with hatred: "Asshole, follow me..."

The words stopped suddenly.

There seems to be some kind of bug in this world.

The two Glocks in the hands of the cold-tempered masked man flashed, the slides immediately returned to their original appearance, and even the silencer on one of the guns disappeared instantly.

This weird scene even made him forget to pull the trigger.

His eyes blinked involuntarily.

"Bang~"

Ethan fired his bow left and right, and the two guns in his hands fired again, beating the stunned man to the point of trembling crazily.

Using space can create the effect of unlimited ammunition.

Used to catch the enemy off guard.

However, this method of blocking bugs can only be used when acting alone and without surveillance video. But it has to be said that the effect is really good, and no one can guard against this trick.

"Ding~"

Empty cartridge cases dropped.

Seeing the man die in shock, Ethan shrugged and lowered his guns.

"Bang~"

A loud noise came from behind.

A heavy landing sound was heard, the light spot on the radar suddenly changed from parallel to downward, and a howl also sounded in the night sky.

Cold air came in with snowflakes.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Ethan immediately spread his legs, quickly passed through the corridor, and turned the corner.

A huge hole was broken into the wooden board on the window, and the broken board was still shaking slightly.

A dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.

That's it.

With such fierce gunfire and continuous screams, who knows how many people came to kill them. When others resisted, the clever little ghost was already trying to find a way to survive.

He ducked next to the hole, but Ethan didn't show up.

Instead, he picked up the heater next to him and threw it high towards the hole.

"Bang~"

With several gunshots, the heater was hit with clouds of sparks, the heating pipes on it were also torn apart, and broken glass fell everywhere.

Take advantage of this gap.

Ethan ducked out and Glock pointed steadily downstairs.

A figure was lying in the snow.

The flickering light of the gunfire completely exposed his position, and his sweaty face looked extremely ferocious.

It was the guy who leaned out of the back row that night.

"Bang~"

The trigger was pulled hard.

The warhead roared out, smashing and melting the snowflakes.

Then it landed on the man with another snap.

This guy with black hair just jumped downstairs in a pair of underwear. He was already very cold, but now he was hit by a gunshot and fell into a state of stiffness. He wanted to pull the trigger but couldn't use the strength.

"damn it!"

Weak curses resounded in the snow.

"Snapped."

There was another crisp gunshot, and a bullet flying at high speed smashed his mouth open.

The warm liquid kept coming out, melting the snow a little with the heat, and soon turned into a thin layer of bright red ice flakes, and the twitching body from time to time cracked the ice flakes.

More red liquid spread quickly.

Looking at the bright red flowers blooming in the snow, Ethan put away the gun happily.

All the goals of this trip were achieved.

He ruined the business of the Aryan Brotherhood and killed a group of his men.

No matter how dense the trees are.

He couldn't withstand his own chops from east to west, and in Ethan's opinion, this was just the beginning. Even an organization that had gone through semi-military training couldn't withstand such continuous weakening.

Ignore the man twitching in the snow.

He put away a gun and walked carefully down the aisle.

There is another room at the back.

It's just that the remaining three light spots are all crowded in the corners of the room. Those people should have escaped from here just now.

He picked up a broken wooden board and smashed open the ajar door.

There were several screams immediately.

"Please."

A woman's voice sounded extremely frightened: "They have all left. We are the only women here. We don't know anything, and we haven't seen or heard anything."

"Please don't hurt us!"

The muzzle of the gun slowly pushed open the door, and an indescribable smell hit his nose.

Sweat, fishy smell.

Various flavors mixed together.

The three naked girls were all curled up on a bed in the corner. They hugged their knees and lowered their heads as hard as they could.

I didn't dare to raise my head at all.

These little tricks can greatly improve their chances of survival.

The room inside is slightly larger and looks much more comfortable than the Syrian style one just now. Two or three iron frame beds are placed against the wall, with people living below and a lot of sundries piled above.

Between the two large sofas, the coffee table was covered with wine bottles and leftover pizza boxes.

There is also a small tray of flour placed on top.

A few small paper tubes with one dollar rolled up were randomly thrown inside, and bank cards scraped out some flour. However, looking at the messy appearance, it was obvious that their party had not officially started yet.

This should be a place for staff to rest temporarily.

There is also a TV set in the corner next to it.

There is an entertainment program playing on it.

But that's not something on the market. Looking at the environment in the picture, it's obviously a video they shot themselves.

"Don't move."

Ethan slapped his thigh with his pistol and walked over slowly: "Keep it like this, and you can all survive."