My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"my leg."

"Call an ambulance!"

There were constant cries at the scene.

Next to the SUV, a fight suddenly broke out and ended with the attackers being wiped out. The black-headed man's head was caught between the car door and the instep of his feet. Not only his nose, but also his eyes began to overflow with blood and tears.

Ethan swiped with hatred and directly kicked this guy to death.

"Fake!!!"

The effects of the adrenaline gradually subsided, and he jumped three feet high, baring his teeth and yelling.

At the same time, his right leg shook rapidly.

The feeling just now was similar to kicking a tree stump. The instep of the foot felt like being pricked by countless needles. The stinging sensation was extremely strong.

"over there."

"I see someone, hurry up!"

As soon as he landed, he heard loud shouting.

In the distance, a group of old Mo men were separating from the crowd, waving their arms excitedly in the direction of Carter. Not only were they holding guns in their hands, but they also had meter-long machetes clearly stuck in their waists.

On Reese's side, a group of old black men were also seen rushing over quickly.

Ethan quickly turned his head, grabbed the pistol and looked in all directions, his eyebrows raised sharply.

Gangs of criminals, thugs.

These people seemed to be seeing mountains of gold and silver, and they were panting and running all the way.

The gun battle that took place here was like a beacon that told these guys the location of the target. In fact, everything was done by HR, after knowing the approximate location of Ethan and his group.

They will synchronize the information.

This led to this situation of siege and interception.

"Farke."

He cursed again and jumped in the direction of Reese.

By visual inspection, there were twenty or thirty people. Under the temptation of three million US dollars, there was no telling how many people would come over to make a fortune. Even if I was covered in iron, I wouldn't be able to hammer in a few nails.

"Go quickly."

Pulling up Carter who had just fallen to the ground, he urged Reese: "You can't stay here."

"Which way to go?"

The latter wiped his sweat and looked around.

The current location is on the side of a commercial avenue. Enemies are constantly running out in front, back and in the alleys not far away. No matter what the group of people do, they are already exposed to the eyes of others.

"Office building."

Ethan raised his head and looked at the nearest office building with squinted eyes.

A tall building of over a hundred meters, pointing straight upward.

Looking at the twinkling lights on the top of the building, he suddenly had an idea.

Can get out of trouble in one fell swoop.

It’s not like he was killed enough to make international news.

Several security personnel were peeking through the side glass door. They noticed Ethan's gaze and quickly took a few steps back. The scene of killing people in the street just now was really too scary.

"ah?"

Reese was slightly dazed when he heard this idea.

Entering the office building, you almost minimize your moving space.

Even if there were plenty of places to dodge, the chances of causing death or injury to innocent citizens would skyrocket, and he didn't think it was a good idea.

"Believe me!"

Ethan gritted his teeth and ran towards the office building on tiptoes.

The people surrounding him were approaching quickly. Without any time to think, Reese forcefully dragged Quinn to keep up with them.

The group moved quickly and quickly approached the side door.

After looking at the house number, Ethan took the lead and rushed in. Several security personnel hiding in the corner saw their fierce looks and raised their hands obediently.

Resist.

That's not necessary at all.

The equipment held by ordinary security personnel is just a baton, so there is no need to draw it out to make people laugh!

"Is the rooftop locked?"

Ethan quickly scanned the screens of the four elevator shafts and found that all the bridge compartments were on the 20th or 30th floor. He asked the security personnel hurriedly: "This is the NYPD, tell me!"

Anyway, there is indeed a New York policeman here, so that’s not a lie.

If you tell me anything else, the other party probably won’t recognize it either.

Carter, who was on guard outside with a gun, turned around in time and showed the police badge hanging on his waist.

"YES!"

An older security guard breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly and said, "There is an electronic door lock, and you need to swipe a card to enter."

"Bring it here."

Ethan stretched out his hand and spoke in a concise tone.

"Bang~"

Figures flashed outside, and Carter quickly pulled the trigger, hitting the glass door with several bullets and shattering it to the ground.

"Reload."

The policewoman quickly turned around and Reese stepped forward.

At the urging of the gunfire, the security guard quickly took off the electronic card hanging around his neck and threw it away.

"Snapped!"

The moment he received the electronic access card, Ethan quickly pulled the trigger.

The elevator control panel exploded with a bang.

The light on the display also dimmed, and he banged open the fire corridor door: "Mr. H, I already have an idea to get out of the predicament. Now you can find a way to support Xiao and Cruz."

"If they don't want to face what we're going through now"

"You must not expose your whereabouts."

Turning around, he roared to the back again: "Follow me, don't hesitate at this time."

"GO, GO, GO!"

Reese didn't care what he wanted to do, he opened fire loudly outside, and yelled from his mouth.

Kicked and kicked down.

Carter pushed Quinn into the fire corridor.

"If you don't cooperate."

Ethan grabbed Lao Hei's neck with a snap, his eyes gnawing at anyone: "I swear I will rip off both of your balls with my own hands and stuff them into your mouth. Do you believe it?"

"Let go."

Quinn could hardly breathe, and veins popped up on her forehead.

"Run up."

Ethan let go of his hand and blinked at Carter quickly: "All the way to the rooftop, there is only one entrance and exit, we are safe."

Hearing this, Quinn's eyes flashed with joy.

All he wants is time.

No matter whether he was trapped on the rooftop, he wanted to delay going to the FBI as much as possible until the person behind him took action. The longer the stalemate lasted, the better it would be for him.

Although Carter didn't know what that wink meant, she still dragged Quinn and ran up.

Strength determines the right to speak.

The series of battles just now made Ethan speak loudly.

"Reload."

"Bang!"

Reese growled and pushed open the fire door with his back.

"Go up."

Ethan was already leaning on the corner of the stairs at this time, with the gun in his hand firmly pointed in the direction of the entrance and exit.

Guessing that the two people who came up could no longer hear his voice, he quickly cut off the call with Harold and dialed Phillips back, his Bluetooth headset beeping.

"Call who?"

Reese ran up in three steps at a time. He leaned his back against the wall, panting heavily and looked at Ethan's hands: "I'm not sure who else can help us now."

"How about we make things worse!"

I had no choice but to lift the darkness.

Let it fall into the sun.

Not sure how big the impact will be, but it's better than ending quietly.

"Call a friend."

Ethan looked at the light spots on the radar and stepped back: "Carter said one thing wrong. In fact, there is a third way to the FBI building!"

"Bang~~~"

The fire door burst open, and countless bullets rained in from the outside.

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