My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In the monitoring room, heavy breathing sounded.

This sound made the room seem deathly silent. The sweat on the technical director's face became more and more intense, and even a layer of crystal luster appeared on the back of his neck, as if he was being stared at by a tiger.

"so."

Julian took out a cigar, bit off the end of the cigar, and then continued to burn it with a jet lighter: "I spent hundreds of thousands to install the security system, and paid you more than 20,000 US dollars every month. "

"In exchange for physical cutting?"

The cigar was roasted to produce a hint of fragrance. He bit it again and lit it with a lighter, puffing out puffs of smoke: "What's the difference between this and nothing installed?"

"My money was wasted, wasn't it?"

The smoke kept blowing onto the technical director's neck.

Goosebumps appeared.

"Mr. Julian."

The technical director sounded even more flustered and stammered: "Listen to me, I can explain."

"Um."

With a sullen expression, Julian lifted the corner of his clothes, pulled out a silver Colt and put it on the back of the other person's head: "No problem, just explain it to it!"

"Bang~"

As the trigger was pulled, a crisp sound echoed in the room.

The technical director banged on the keyboard with the sound of gunfire, and red and white stuff quickly filled the gap. The smell of blood suddenly filled the air, and the person responsible for watching the surveillance next to him was trembling with fear as if he was getting an electric shock.

"Just do what this guy said."

Julian moved the muzzle of the gun and hit him on the head: "Physically cut off."

"OK."

The guy nodded quickly, put his buttocks up, got under the table, and quickly turned off the power switches one by one.

On the surveillance wall, the picture quickly disappeared.

Looking coldly at the screens that reflected his own face, Julian held the pistol tightly and said in a deep voice: "Call our people back and don't scatter in all directions."

"We must guard the key entrances and exits and not disturb our guests!"

"Capture those four people and send more manpower to keep an eye on them."

Holding the cigar firmly in his mouth, he strode out of the room with a ruthless look on his eyebrows.

He didn't believe that just a few little fleas that jumped out of nowhere could overturn his own situation.

"knew."

The few people following him nodded quickly, grabbed the walkie-talkies and continuously mobilized the people in the building.

At the very least, the casino must be protected.

The group turned a few corners, and their vision suddenly became clearer.

A gambling hall appeared in front of everyone. There were more than a dozen gambling tables of various types scattered inside. All kinds of gamblers had excited faces and were immersed in the dream of getting rich overnight.

At Julian's instruction, music started playing in the casino.

Colorful chips were flying, and the female dealer in a bikini sounded charming.

A scene of paper-drunken gold and drunkenness.

So much so that no one noticed what was happening at all, and everyone was having fun gambling.

Such a scene should have made Julian feel relaxed and happy. After all, as a banker, he was firmly in an invincible position, but the words of the technical director just now made him feel empty.

I couldn't help but stare at the surveillance camera above.

People like him naturally don't like the feeling of losing control.

"Juan."

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was a little unsafe. He turned back to his deputy and said: "Ask more people from the side. There can't be any accidents here."

"besides."

Waving his thick cigar, Julian was about to say something.

"Bang!"

A loud noise interrupted his words.

Next to the casino, the side door designed for service personnel to enter and exit was slammed open.

The gang members in black suits fell into the hall like sacks. After rolling on the ground several times, they stared at the brightly lit ceiling with wide eyes.

His body twitched a few times, but there was no movement anymore.

Even the gamblers who were addicted to gambling were frightened by the sound. The eyes of the small number 100 people all fell to the side of the gambling hall, looking at the man who quickly turned the ground red in horror.

His eyes fell on the open side door again.

Light and shadow changes.

One tall and one short, a man and a woman appeared in front of them.

Two men wearing masks held submachine guns and rushed into this desire field with a fishy wind.

"robbery!!!"

Looking at the well-dressed men and women gathered around the gambling table, Ethan used their simplest and most understandable words to avoid possible accidental injuries, and fired a few shots at the ceiling:

"Anyone who has nothing to do with it should squat down and don't move!"

When the two axes came down, people who had nothing to do with the casino were so frightened that they immediately hid under the table.

There were exclamations everywhere, but they were strangely orderly.

If he shoots as soon as he comes up, then this place will definitely become a mess, and the people running away will definitely give Ethan a headache. A few simple words can make these people cooperate to the maximum extent.

When he pulled the trigger, his eyes met with Julian's in the distance.

There was no way around it, the look of someone he was choosing to devour was too conspicuous, and with his short blond hair and the look of him holding a thick cigar, his presence couldn't be ignored.

"Kill them."

Julian's eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed his thick cigar at Ethan.

He never expected that the other party had already rushed inside. Even if those people outside were trash, they wouldn't have let the other party break in so quickly. There was nowhere to vent the anger he was holding back.

With a wave of his finger, the cigar bounced forward.

Upon hearing this order, a dozen men in black scattered in various corners of the casino grabbed their hands around the waist.

"Julian!"

Ethan also grinned, and the muzzle of the MP5 submachine gun dropped: "Mom, Fuck, didn't you ask me to come to you?"

"Daddy is here now!"

At the same time, Reese and Jabber also rushed out from behind the door.

Xiao on the side sneered and lifted up the assault rifle he picked up on the road. The four people pulled the trigger first. The flames at the muzzle lit up one after another, and bullets poured out in all directions like raindrops.

It happened suddenly.

Those who were prepared in advance naturally took the lead.

As soon as the security personnel in the casino touched the handles of their guns, deadly bullets flew towards them. Wherever they touched or touched, holes of flesh and blood would be drilled out in an instant.

The limbs were easily torn apart!

Even Reese didn't dare to hold back when he was shot from the front.

He no longer only hit the knees and arms like before, but instead gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger on the torsos of the gang members.

But now, after all, there are fewer people and more people.

To be honest, they didn't expect there to be so many people inside. After sweeping away a few people, under Ethan's roar, they quickly dispersed, looking for bunkers and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Julian's men also hid and kept firing back.

Bullets flew back and forth, and the chips on the gambling table were blown up and fell to the ground with a clatter, causing hysterical screams.

Ethan then used a sliding shovel to hide behind the pillar.

The sound of banging sounded behind him, and several bullets hit the pillar one after another, blasting holes in the wood covering it.

"Bang."

Just as he settled down, a short figure rushed towards him and hit him hard. (End of chapter)