My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

BOT Pharmaceuticals, in the office on the second floor.

A man and a woman with white supremacy tattoos are studying social skills on the sofa.

The continuous feeling made the blonde very satisfied.

Looking at the long-haired man above her, she was breathing unusually heavily. She pressed against his sweaty belly and hummed happily: "Yes, that's it. You are much better than Richie."

"How about we get together some other time?"

Hearing this, the long-haired man became even more excited, and the veins on his neck popped out with excitement.

"Uh-huh."

A flash of cold light flashed.

A dagger suddenly appeared on his neck, as if it was already there.

The dagger was inserted deeply and came out from the other side of the neck. The long-haired man's strength suddenly receded like a tide, and the dripping blood also spilled onto the blonde woman's chest.

Drops of water droplets dyed the delicate snow-white circles a shocking blood red.

The blond woman turned her head in horror and looked at the place where the cold light came from.

Looking at the two guys, one tall and one short, wearing masks standing at the door, her heart shrank into a ball, and then started to pump wildly.

His mouth was wide open.

She was about to let out an earth-shattering scream.

"Uh-huh."

Another cold light flew by.

He poured the blade into his mouth, suppressing any possible noise.

The blonde woman also weakly let go of her hands, allowing the long-haired man to collapse on her. The smell of blood quickly spread in the room, and their bodies were still twitching.

However, the feeling of passion just now is no longer there.

"Good accuracy."

Ethan gave Xiao a thumbs up and walked into the room quickly.

The latter rubbed his fingers to express his amusement.

This is an ordinary office, nothing surprising. There is a small tray of flour on the table next to the sofa. These two guys died in a happy mood.

This is a custom-made factory.

The people who can appear here have more or less connections.

So, even though a woman died just now.

But they don't have any psychological pressure.

Especially Bunker, he glanced at the blond woman lying on the sofa and looked back expressionlessly. He knew that there were also a large number of female members in the Aryan Brotherhood.

These women look harmless.

But when he picks up his gun to kill people and puts down his gun to survive, he does things without any ambiguity at all, so there won't be any waves in his heart.

Coming to the sofa, Ethan pulled out the dagger.

Taking advantage of the situation, he wiped it on their bodies, and the blade regained its sharpness.

After glancing left and right to make sure there was nothing worth paying attention to in the room, he moved to the door in the room, pressed his ears tightly to it, and listened for the sound.

Behind, there is another light spot.

There was a faint sound of NFL commentary.

Touchdown! ! !

A shout came from the TV.

This was followed by the man's dissatisfied curse, and then heavy footsteps sounded, approaching in his direction: "Damn Pittsburgh Steelers, their defense can kill them all!"

"All deserve to die."

"Have you finished playing? It's my turn!"

Hearing the noise, the three people behind quickly dispersed. This was a normal reaction. They didn't know how many people there were.

There’s nothing strange about being on alert.

But instead of retreating, Ethan grabbed the door handle and pushed it down gently.

The door opened, and a bearded man appeared in front of him. The other person looked very surprised. He didn't expect that a guy with a mask appeared inside.

Is this a new trick?

Before he could say anything, he felt a twinge of pain in his chest.

The bearded eyeballs trembled slightly, and when he looked down, Nuo Da had already stabbed his chest with a dagger.

"Shh~"

Ethan held his shoulders and whispered comfort: "Don't be afraid, keep breathing!"

"It passed quickly."

"Ha~"

The bearded man didn't know why he chuckled. The next moment he felt like he was turning into a toilet, and all the strength in his body was drained away by an unknown force.

Ethan stepped forward and slowly placed the other person on the ground.

"Let's go."

He carefully pulled out the dagger to prevent blood from splattering on himself, and at the same time waved to the people behind him.

The first goal is to save people.

So being able to sneak in quietly is very important.

The few people behind him all looked at him with strange eyes.

"Jesus."

Xiao let out a breath and stepped forward lightly: "Do you know what you looked like just now?"

"Perverted murderer!"

"hehe."

Ethan smiled without a smile and looked at the woman with squinting eyes: "It seems like you have killed fewer people than me."

With such a hot topic, Bunker said he did not want to participate.

Although he used to be a white supremacist and later became a policeman, and his hands were stained with blood, but with the vicious tattoos on his face, to be honest, he was the most innocent of the four.

Boden's eyes were strange, but more of an appreciation.

After a brief exchange of words, under the leadership of Ethan, they all walked out of the room. Contrary to the former's calmness, the following three were very cautious.

As the saying goes, the unknown brings fear.

I was afraid that another person would show up.

When I came outside, I unexpectedly discovered the monitoring room of the entire factory.

Each screen was filled with surveillance footage from the peripherals of BOT Pharmaceuticals. Those screens were silent and there was nothing unusual about them.

The cut wire ring is also within the monitoring range.

But here it is intact.

Jaber intercepted some surveillance videos taken during this period and they are being played in a loop.

Looking at the walkie-talkie placed on the table, Ethan knew that he had to speed up. The connection may not be close in other places, but there is no doubt that communication in the control room will be frequent.

Quickly take stock of the situation in the control room.

The two doors on the left and right, near the outside, are large glass windows.

Inside the factory.

The voices of the personnel talking could be heard faintly.

Ethan waved his arms, and Boden and Bunker spread out to the left and right to guard the two doors.

He and Xiao bent forward.

The two stood up slowly and carefully observed the internal environment of the factory.

The control room on the second floor is condescending, overlooking Nuoda's factory. There are two doors next to it and there is a simple winding corridor. Five or six men with guns are slowly patrolling above, monitoring the situation below.

The figures on the first floor below were shaking.

Little No. 20 people were running back and forth, both men and women, busy with various things.

Patrolling, working, and being very busy.

The pill-making machine made a low hum, and colorful pills were continuously spit out from the discharge port. These pills were then transported to the side by the conveyor belt, and were sealed and disguised by the staff.

This scale amazed Ethan.

It seems that the output and profits of the Aryan Brotherhood are still beyond his imagination. This is not a small workshop at all. (End of chapter)