My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Inside the car.

It was a mess before and after.

The various sounds of yelling, yelling, and howling almost overturned the roof of the subway car. Carter nervously held the handle of the gun, his eyes swaying, and he looked like he wanted to rush over and start fighting.

This scene made her adrenaline secrete continuously and her face was covered with sweat.

A muffled bang startled her.

The explosive head that flew through the air hit the vertical pole at an angle, and then fell in front of him with a howl. The guy covered his waist and ribs, and his feet fell quickly on the ground of the carriage.

Looking at the bent pillar, Carter gasped.

can not imagine.

What a pain that would be.

But this is a target that is delivered to your door, so don’t give it up for free.

"Well done, Morgan."

She yelled angrily, kicked the explosive head hard, and knocked out her ethnic group with a bang.

While throwing Lao Hei away, Ethan picked up the baseball bat on the ground.

"bump."

The M9 that was just raised was hit hard, spinning and smashing the subway window, and was instantly thrown away by the high-speed subway.

The baseball bat hit the target again with an afterimage.

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream sounded, containing endless despair.

"You're welcome!"

Ethan expressed his gratitude politely, and then he kicked his legs tightly together, and was kicked away by the man with the dreadlocks who had his balls blown out.

Never realized a baseball bat could be so handy.

Grinning ferociously at the remaining people, he grabbed the stick and rushed forward, hissing like a tiger at a group of old black men. The shadow of the stick was heavy and swung down in all directions.

"Puff puff puff~"

For a moment, there was a loud noise in the carriage, and the sound of crying for father and mother was extremely shrill.

"Bang."

The baseball bat hit his mouth, and half of his teeth flew out with blood stains on them, and they crackled against the car window.

Ethan gasped and looked around. The old black men who were so arrogant not long ago were already lying on the ground beside him. It was common to have their hands and feet broken, and there were not a few who were knocked unconscious by a stick.

Seeing the old black men writhing in pain made him feel relaxed and happy.

"careful."

Carter's exclamation came from behind.

Ethan raised his head, spun the baseball bat in a circle in his hand, and swung it hard in front of him. It took less than a second for the bat to come off his fingers and hit a Latino man's cheek.

The latter's vision went dark, and he fainted with a groan.

The machete dropped.

Reese also avoided a double-take.

While he was breaking into a cold sweat, his attacks became much more fierce. Without Ethan taking action again, he quickly defeated the few remaining people.

"I do not understand."

Ethan picked up the pistol he threw and replaced it with a spare magazine: "You two both carry guns, why don't you just kill those people, just a little bit."

"For the same reasons they did."

Reese gasped for air and tidied up his messy suit: "We can't afford Quinn to be killed by a stray bullet."

Those people are in it for money.

And he and Carter were there to bring Alonzo Quinn to justice.

To be honest, the moment the gunfire rang out, Reese felt a panic in his heart. He was afraid that those people would fire back and shoot Quinn to death. Fortunately, this did not happen.

"Thanks."

Smoothing his clothes, he nodded to Ethan in thanks.

The stick he threw just now more or less solved a problem for himself.

But when he saw the other side of the car, his eyes became dull. He thought he had been cruel enough, but compared with that guy, he seemed soft.

"You're welcome."

Ethan spread his hands and walked back happily: "I can guarantee you that none of those people will die."

"Don't worry, I'm very cautious."

"hehe."

Looking at the gang of old black men who were either seriously injured or disabled, Reese forced a smile.

Picking up the baseball bat again, Ethan flicked it to Quinn's face and said with a smile: "Mr. Chief of Staff, I'm sorry to disappoint you, if it's just an attack of this level."

"I suggest you wash your ass and prepare to go to jail!"

The stick whizzed towards him, and the smell of blood hit his nose, making Quinn's eyes darken with a gloomy face.

There are some sticky unknown objects on it.

It also has a hint of warmth.

"啕~"

The chief of staff's stomach churned, and he suddenly turned into a human fountain.

Pamper yourself all year round.

Even if Quinn had killed someone, it was only by pulling the trigger. There would always be big subordinates to deal with the aftermath. How could he have ever experienced this kind of treatment like having bloody rotten flesh shoved into his face?

"Farke."

Ethan took a few steps back and almost tripped over someone on the ground.

Reese and Carter also hurriedly avoided it, covering their noses with disgust. The sour smell really made people feel physically uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the subway will arrive soon.

After wiping off the fingerprints of the baseball bat, Ethan threw it aside, then picked up a peaked cap from the gang members and put it on his head, pressed the brim of the hat and walked out of the carriage door quickly.

Let’s leave here first. The conditions here don’t support the next step of disguise.

Reese and I did the hard work.

As for the dirty work.

There is no doubt that it can only fall on one person.

Although Carter was extremely disgusted, he could only drag Quinn out of the platform.

The injured people strewn about in the subway car and the howls that could be heard from time to time made the waiting passengers stunned. They avoided the few people who came out of the car in fear and ran away with their legs.

"It's really fun."

Arriving on the platform, Rhys chuckled a few times.

"Um?"

Carter pulled Quinn, who was weak on her feet. She didn't want any more accidents to happen at this time.

"The subway, the fights, the gang members." Reese shook his head, with a smile on his face: "Please, Joss, don't these things remind you of the first time we met?"

The black policewoman stopped and her eyes became trance-like.

He also laughed with emotion.

"Yo yo yo~"

Ethan put the pistol behind his back and quickly stopped this flag-raising behavior: "Although I don't know how you met for the first time, I want to stop the topic here."

"This is as stupid as Harold's drinking early to celebrate."

Rhys and Carter looked at each other.

Shrug your shoulders at the same time.

"Due to the accident at Lexington Avenue Station, all trains to Manhattan are temporarily suspended."

The sound echoed across the platform and was repeated again.

Several people stopped, and their eyes fell on Quinn's face one after another. Although this guy's face was gloomy, there was a hint of pride at this time.

"I don't think it's a matter of luck."

Carter grabbed Quinn's arm and secretly exerted force, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect your men to be able to do this."

In response, the chief of staff raised his chin.

There came a silence. (End of chapter)