My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"bad news!"

Harold's voice sounded very flustered: "I just received a notification from an old friend. Mayor Morgan and Ms. Cruz don't know each other. Forget it, it's not important."

"I finally got through the phone call, to make a long story short."

The person on the other end of the phone was speaking incoherently, and the sound of swallowing saliva sounded: "You are being rewarded by HR."

"Hell, three million dollars."

The old otaku's voice rose a few degrees and became passionate: "Not only do you have to deal with interceptions by corrupt police, but now, except for Detective Carter and Chief of Staff Quinn, all criminals in New York City want your heads!"

“They won’t mind doing anything for this money!!!”

"Hey~"

A whistle sounded in the headset, and Xiao's words were erratic: "It sounds like this will be a very interesting night."

Inside the subway car.

The three people's eyes collided with each other.

Cold sweat broke out on Carter's forehead, and her veins swelled slightly. She was considered a senior police detective. She had worked in New York City for many years and had experienced countless cases, large and small.

Not to mention three million, sometimes twenty dollars can kill a person.

For such a large amount of money.

The vast majority of criminals don't care about their identity. To put it bluntly, the police badge is sometimes just a piece of window paper. If it is pierced, it will be pierced. It cannot scare the real desperadoes.

Those people will definitely fight for this money.

Reese was usually calm and composed, but after hearing the news, his cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly.

He was crying secretly in his heart, and understood what happened just now. If he guessed correctly, the whereabouts of their group had been exposed.

"It's really interesting."

Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head and replied: "Especially since the location of Reese and I has most likely been known to others. Damn it, Mr. H, you should have informed us earlier."

"You guys, hurry up."

"Dududu~"

Harold's voice disappeared momentarily as the subway shook in the tunnel.

Looking at the zero signal bar on the screen, Ethan reluctantly took off his Bluetooth headset. It was lucky to be able to get through to the other party just now, and now no signal is the norm.

"What do we do now?"

Carter also took off his Bluetooth headset, looking anxious.

Fortunately, they had just dispersed. Whether it was his son or Fusco, they could deal with the HR members if they were prepared, but they were also facing great danger in the face of pervasive criminals.

What to do, Ethan was also thinking about what to do.

But compared to being in a car, the target of four people on the subway is too obvious, and their location is very likely to be exposed.

All is bad news.

"We can't stay in the subway any longer."

He shook the phone in his hand and put it into his trouser pocket with a sullen face: "We must be able to contact the outside world at any time. No matter what arrangements are made next, we must leave this hellish place first!"

Reese nodded and tightened his grip on the gauntlet.

The vibration of the subway quickly slowed down and came to a slow stop next to the platform.

The black policewoman hurriedly pulled Quinn to stand up and was about to lead him out of the car, but the two men standing in front of her remained motionless and showed no intention of leaving the subway.

"Detective Carter."

Ethan pressed his palms back and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you sit down first."

"It feels like we're going to be here a little longer."

The policewoman breathed heavily and looked out the window. There were two groups of people standing on the platform, one on the left and one on the right. On the left, they were all old black men with thick arms and round waists, wrapped in floral scarves.

On the right, all Latinos.

Tattoos are everywhere.

The two groups totaled nearly thirty people. Although they were distinct from each other, they had one thing in common.

There was unconcealable greed and excitement in his eyes.

There is no need to guess the identity of these people.

Even if you think about it with your butt, you will know that he is a gang member, and if you think with your toes, you will know that it is for you.

"That's right."

Carter shook his head with difficulty: "It's really not a good idea to go out now."

She would not be stupid enough to think that people outside were unarmed. Going out at this time meant facing the siege of Little Thirty thugs in an open place, let alone guns, even if they only had cold weapons.

More than a dozen knives came at him from all directions, even if he was as strong as Ethan, he had to run away.

"Ha ha."

Quinn's gray beard trembled, and he smiled with lines at the corners of his eyes: "It seems you still have some things to be busy with. Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

He Shishiran sat down.

He shook his trouser legs again, feeling very calm and relaxed.

"Snapped."

A sharp slap in the face knocked him crooked.

Quinn covered his face and looked at Ethan in shock, unable to believe that he was treated so rudely.

So uncivilized.

"Stop pretending."

Ethan waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "There can only be one person here who can act cool, and that's me."

"Pfft~"

Despite the tense atmosphere, Rhys couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This crisp sound attracted the attention of the passengers who had not yet gotten off the bus. When they saw the situation outside, their scalps were numb with fear. After thinking for less than a second, they immediately stood up carefully.

Keep your head down and hold your breath.

They prayed and walked out of the carriage, their eyes fixed on the ground, and their steps kept moving.

Anyone with eyesight knows what happens next.

The speed changes from slow to fast.

When walking up the stairs, I wanted to use up all my strength to feed myself. Some people had trembling legs and were using their hands and feet to climb up.

The sound of hurried footsteps quickly disappeared.

The two groups of gangsters standing on the platform also began to move. They lifted their coats one after another, took out Senhan's dagger, put on the sharp finger tiger, and the baseball bat whizzed through the air.

Each and every one of them is a ferocious guy, ready to make a move.

"No gun?"

Ethan licked his lips and twisted his neck from side to side.

"The big ones with the bounty must be Carter and Quinn." Reese crossed his fingers and pushed forward, causing his joints to crackle: "That's their million-dollar check."

"When there is no certainty."

He stared at the two gangs of thugs outside: "These people are not willing to smash their checks!"

This is just one of the reasons.

The main thing is that we are in a hurry, so it would be good if we can gather people in time to come and contain them. Many people outside are still breathing heavily, and although gang members in New York will not be short of guns, it depends on the occasion.

In a place like the subway, you can't just run in with a large number of long and short firearms.

The subway beeps became urgent.

Realizing that the door was about to close, the two groups of people outside instantly dispersed and ran quickly to the front and rear carriages.

The sound of dense footsteps makes people feel panicked.

A few other guys scattered behind the concrete pillars of the platform. Those people slipped their pistols out of their sleeves and pointed them quickly towards the carriage door, preventing the people inside from taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.

In just a few seconds, it still carries a burden.

There was no way to rush out.

"bump."

The subway doors are closed.

Raising his arms to the side, Ethan sneered: "If you guessed it right, we will have a big party next!"

Reese sighed softly and raised his hand to bump into the outstretched fist. (End of chapter)