My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Hi!"

He smiled charmingly and looked at the brown-haired girl with piercing eyes: "Let me be honest, you are a beautiful girl."

"Hey~"

He whistled again and looked up and down aggressively: "Especially your legs, they look great. Please forgive me for being a straightforward person. I wonder if I would be honored to spend a wonderful night with you. .”

The crisp tapping sound of high heels stopped.

The pretty-looking white woman blinked her eyes and looked quite unhappy.

"Fuck off."

Simple and direct, the girl uses the clearest words to express her attitude.

An inexplicable and wonderful encounter.

Especially because the other party blocked her view, which made her furious.

"Please."

Ethan kept smiling and continued to take a step forward: "This is too rude. How about giving me the thing in your hand? Trust me, you will never want to use it."

The hard muzzle of the gun hit the woman's slender waist as he moved.

The latter also became stiff all over.

The silver revolver in the satchel looked extremely hot.

"I was serious."

Ethan held the handle of the gun and pushed it forward, and said in a deep voice: "Slow down, don't cause any misunderstanding, you can't bear the consequences."

The shirt was thin, and the brown-haired girl could feel the heat of the gun's muzzle.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She clamped the handle of the gun between her two fingers and slowly picked it up. The opportunity to make money or her own life seemed to the brown-haired girl to be a very simple multiple-choice question.

"Shua~"

There was a sharp sound of brakes.

An SUV suddenly stopped not far ahead, and guys wearing masks and holding assault rifles jumped out one after another.

The OL girl's attention was also attracted by this movement.

When she turned back, her eyes reflected Nuo Da's fist, approaching her rapidly.

"Bang!"

The fists and faces met, and subtle waves shook the pretty face.

Long hair swaying.

The brown-haired girl's eyes were out of focus, and her whole body fell in the direction of Ethan's arm.

I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to play with the other person slowly, so I knocked him out with one punch. This little girl had to thank herself when she woke up.

Several gunmen suddenly appeared and had already locked onto their targets.

The distance between everyone is only about ten meters.

There are all kinds of criminals in New York City. Some are doing subtle things, while others want to convince others with their strength. The group of guys emerging now obviously belong to the latter.

"Hang~"

The unique gunshot of AK sounded in the streets.

One of the gunmen held down his assault rifle and fired wildly at the place where Reese was, regardless of the passers-by. The bullets whizzed towards Reese's lower body, causing cement fragments to explode on the ground.

You can tell at a glance what these gunmen are up to.

They don't care who they are, as long as they are alive when they grab it, breaking the legs will not affect the bounty.

"careful."

Reese yelled, dragging Quinn to the side.

"Pa bang bang~"

The two of them rolled on the ground, and plumes of smoke rose from where they were standing.

"ah!!!"

Screams pierced the night sky.

People on the whole street became riotous like ants on a hot pot. Some people fled frantically, while others hurriedly looked for cover. If they couldn't find it, they lay down on the spot with their hands on their heads.

"Pfft~"

There was a white man who had just squatted down in fear when bullets flying around bit his neck.

The power of AK is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The neck that was half pulled was instantly blasted to pieces by the high-speed rotating warhead. The head was also tilted at a strange angle, and blood mist was flying in the sky. It looked shocking.

Two more passers-by were hit by stray bullets and rolled on the ground screaming.

"Bang~"

Before the next victim appeared, Ethan quickly raised his gun and angrily fired two bullets into the face of the indiscriminate attacker.

It knocked him backwards.

The bastard's finger was still on the trigger as half of the bullets flew into the night sky over New York City.

"asshole!!!"

Carter also roared, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, and pulled the trigger frantically at the gunmen who got out of the car. They were already on high alert and did not let the other side take the lead at this time.

The Glock exploded and a few shots killed a man.

Reese, who was rolling on the ground, also gritted his teeth and quickly clicked his fingers on the roadside. This time he also let go of his knees and whizzed at the gunman's head.

Fierce gunfight.

An instant hit on the streets of New York City.

If the few people who ran out of the subway just now didn't cause much commotion, then now they have stirred up a huge hornet's nest, with dozens of people screaming and fleeing in all directions.

This movement triggered a chain reaction.

More and more people are running together, running faster and faster due to group panic.

Although I don't know what happened specifically, it doesn't affect me in running. The crackling sound can make people burst into speed comparable to Bolt.

It stands to reason.

In the country of America, no one would join in the fun when something like this happens, but now something unexpected happened. Among the flow of people running out, there were groups of people going upstream in several directions.

Blacks, whites, Eastern Europeans.

Latinos, South Americans, you name it.

Most of these people have tattoos and have a tough temperament, and there is not a trace of fear on their faces.

On the contrary, he was very excited.

Especially when they notice a guy with a similar temperament to themselves, they immediately run with all their strength, as if they are afraid of missing the opportunity to make a fortune. Some people even draw pistols from their bodies while running.

This move made the streets even more chaotic.

At the center of the unrest.

Although Ethan and the others were armed with light weapons, thanks to their accurate marksmanship, they were able to suppress the gunmen who were carrying heavy firepower, knocking down three people in just a few seconds.

The two guys left were rolling and crawling.

They dragged their assault rifles and hid behind the SUV, wishing they didn't have extra legs.

"Morgan, don't chase!"

Rhys gasped and pulled Quinn to his feet, yelling at Ethan: "We need to get out of here."

The latter turned a deaf ear.

He resented these guys for hurting innocent people, so he kept firing with the gun in his hand, and quickly approached the car. The window glass shattered, and the broken pieces fell on the two people.

"Farke!"

Under tremendous mental pressure, one of them stood up with an AK in hand, roaring and about to pull the trigger.

"Bang~~~"

Several bullets hit his head.

"I surrender."

Seeing his companion falling to his knees and his whole head turned into a bloody mess, the remaining short-haired man was so frightened that he quickly dropped his AK and raised his hands high in the air.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise that shook the SUV.

Ethan roared and kicked, and the short-haired black man's head hit the car body hard.

The door is dented.

The guy's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and two streaks of bright red blood flowed from his nostrils.