My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Heavy footsteps trampled on the carefully maintained lawn, and a cloud of debris continued to rise.

Quinn tried to stall though.

But as soon as his speed slowed down a little, he was slapped on the head by someone nearby. This was a humiliation he had never experienced before. He cast an angry look at Cruz, and the scary whites of his eyes were particularly obvious in the darkness.

Unexpectedly, a traitor would appear at the critical moment.

Make yourself so passive.

"Walter?"

Cruz grinned and slapped the back of Quinn's head again: "Are you very angry and think that if it weren't for me, things wouldn't have developed to this extent?"

"It's okay to be angry."

She glanced at Quinn with unusual disgust, her hands ready to move: "As a black man, he dares to lead a white supremacy organization."

"You should have thought about the day when you would be backlashed."

"Waterfa?"

Carter's steps became messy.

She looked at Quinn in shock, then at Cruz with furrowed eyebrows.

These few words of the other party revealed a lot of information. As a black person, she felt a sense of discomfort when she realized that this guy who helped her a lot at a critical moment was actually a white supremacist.

"Don't look at me like that."

Cruz noticed this strange look, and she said expressionlessly: "Yes, I am a white supremacist."

"I'm still the one who just saved your life."

With one simple sentence, all the words that came to Carter's mouth were blocked.

During the conversation, gunfire flashed in front.

"quick!"

Xiao yelled urgently. She leaned behind a big tree and fired continuously at the swaying figure on the side of the house, suppressing the HR members who wanted to circle around.

Seeing this, the two of them didn't care to speak.

They rushed to Xiao's side and quickly found cover.

At this time, the movement in the house suddenly became violent.

The burst of gunfire crackled like firecrackers, and then two figures sprang out quickly from inside. Ethan took the lead, and he swept across the lawn at an astonishing speed, while not forgetting to throw back a few shots.

The high-speed rotating warhead roared through the night sky and landed hard on the head of a guy chasing from the side.

The man's body was seen running forward, but his head was thrown back along with a few clouds of water mist.

There was a boom.

It fell into a rolling gourd on the lawn.

"Hey~"

With a sliding tackle, Ethan crossed the bushes and came to Xiao's side. He leaned against the tree trunk and panted and looked at Carter, who was half squatting: "Dear detective, I hope you can have a plan now."

In fact, he didn't have the ability to kill them all.

But now the situation is special.

Until the crime is determined, these people are still New York police officers. It is normal for people to be killed or injured in the head-on conflict just now, but it is another matter to go hunting specifically.

Moreover, a gunfight breaks out here.

New York police officers who are not members of HR will rush to the scene at any time. When the time comes, bullets will rain down, and there may be accidental injuries.

So they have to leave this place.

What Ethan did made the black policewoman dumbfounded.

Yes, she knew the other party's existence.

But she only knew roughly what happened last time. After all, she didn't have any intuitive feeling. Seeing everything that happened now made her swallow hard.

I don't know where this monster came from.

Spicy and crisp.

His skills are also very strong.

"Downtown." Carter grabbed Quinn's neck and said hurriedly: "The FBI building, since the judge can't believe it now, maybe the FBI is our only choice."

"Ha ha."

Although the latter was in an extremely embarrassed state, he still sneered: "Do you think you will win?"

"Bang~"

Ethan's arm moved like lightning, and he swung the butt of the gun into the guy's stomach: "Fuck, I think you're going to lose!"

"Ugh~"

Lao Hei's eyes almost bulged out after suffering such a heavy blow suddenly.

The sound of retching also sounded.

Don't give him any chance to show off, just follow your own pace anyway. No matter how tough his relationship is or how extensive his contacts are, Phillips can never be this guy's person.

Turning this bastard over to the FBI would be a good choice.

"There will be a bunch of corrupt police stopping you along the way."

Reese rushed over with a strong wind. He quickly changed the magazine and glanced around: "How can I put it, this sounds like a very interesting journey."

It's not long, it's not long, it's not short.

It was just such a distance to run across the lawn, so he naturally listened to Carter's words.

"Then let's go!"

Ethan patted Xiao's shoulder and stood up immediately.

"Shua~"

At this moment, a New York Police Department patrol car drove quickly and stopped not far from them.

"NYPD."

The police officer driving the vehicle hurriedly opened the door and drew out his gun:

"Give you...your weapons."

From being crisp and clear to being stammering, it only takes a moment.

Looking at the muzzle of the gun pointing at the five black holes in front of him, cold sweat broke out on the young male policeman's back. The Glock he had raised halfway was frozen in the air, his expression looking extremely embarrassed.

Ethan curled his lips and twitched his fingers sharply.

"Bang~"

With the sound of a gunshot, a cloud of sparks flew up from the hood of the patrol car.

This movement startled the patrolman.

He didn't care to fight back and quickly huddled up into a ball, hiding in fear behind the car door equipped with bulletproof shields.

Gunshots rang out one after another, hitting the hood and blowing out the tires of the patrol car. The patrolman hiding behind was trembling in shock, fearing that the bullets would penetrate the car door.

"Hey~"

Ethan blew the whistle, pointed the pistol firmly at the car door, and at the same time moved his steps and strode towards the place where he parked his car.

"Don't look at me like that."

Feeling the eyes on his back, he turned around and glanced at Carter: "I'm not a cold-blooded killer. Do you think I kill people on sight?"

Although I really want to nod.

But the black policewoman chose to smile.

In fact, it's not that Ethan is soft-hearted. It's so troublesome to deal with HR. Gunfights break out one after another here. It's normal for an unsuspecting patrol officer to come over. The other party is not necessarily a rogue police officer.

He is also a police officer.

Whenever there is a certain possibility, he does not want to harm innocent New York police officers.

As the engine roared violently, several people quickly got into the car. The dark Chevrolet Suburban wiped out a puff of white smoke on the ground and quickly left the scene under the driving of Ethan.

It was only then that the patrolman hiding behind the car door stood up shivering.

This guy's forehead was already covered with sweat.

"damn it."

There were angry curses in the dark night, and when he saw the lights disappearing, Simmons ran over quickly with a few people: "Why didn't you stop them?"

The patrolman opened his mouth and spread his hands helplessly.

There were some things he didn't want to explain.

I just feel tired. (End of chapter)